Meadow Smith|Tags: Emma
Meadow then looked. Now that Marcos had been lunged he could probably be ridden with her bridle which was snug over her shoulder. She slipped off the lunge. Quickly, she threw off the halter and tied it to his neck and flew on the lead rope. Then, she fiddled with the bit to make him accept it into his mouth and she finished off the bridle's little places where you 'tie' it. She then held onto the reins as she threw his halter by the lunge. He snorted jumping to the side a little. She sighed. "Spooky stallion" she said.
She then proceeded to throw the reins over his head and grabbed onto them. She held on real tight as she somehow managed to get her leg over. But, her body was still to the side as he trotted forwards. She quickly threw her butt onto his back before he kicked out a little. She made him walk half a lap before asking him for a slow trot she could since she was attempting bareback. His trot was quite comfy. "Marcos is quite a horse to handle he doesn't well listen to everything like he should he's young and he's a stallion but,
most of the time he's actually quite good but, I don't think he's used to here yet" she said to Emma.