[kortico]

for rose rivervalley

silver bay roan splash.

[Good.Pointe]

//inhuman noises
So excitedddd

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[Good.Pointe]

username: Rose Rivervalley
name: RS And The Snakes Start To Sing || Oli
gender: stallion
halter color: Black with Golden trim

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[Good.Pointe]

I wake on Christmas day, not really prepared for the holiday. I threw on some clothes and walked downstairs to drive to the barn. After I had arrived, I walked into the main corridor of Rivervalley Stables. We had a tree set up there, and under it were a few presents for the staff. I turn my attention to my sister, a stable-hand and co-owner, whom asked for me to come talk for a second. I hear another stable hand enter the corridor and the sound of hooves along with it. I figured if was just Hashi pacing around in his stall closest to the corridor. My sister tells me to turn around, and as I turn, I see a horse-shape mound of wrapping paper. I walk toward it and rip the paper off quickly, revealing a silver bay roan splash gypsy. I smiled and hug my new horse, ecstatic that I had him. I turn back to my sister, now questioning how she got him. She smiles and says, "Don't worry about how I got him. All that matters is that he's yours. Go ahead and start thinking of names, he doesn't have one yet." I glared at her for a moment before hugging her tightly. "Thank you so much, little sis! He's such a beauty!" I couldn't stop smiling. I started to think of all the stuff I could train him to do, and what his training would be like as a whole. I start to think of out first ride and wondering if he's bombproof or calm. I wonder what discipline to put him in. So many thoughts, racing around in my head. I start to pick out colors that would fit with his coat color. I start thinking of names, as well. I think of a song, a song stuck in my head for a few weeks. "And The Snakes Start To Sing... that's it! It has a flow to it, and that song is amazing! I'll nickname him after the lead singer.. Oli! It's perfect for him!" I exclaim. I clutch to the tall stallion's neck and stroke his soft coat. "Do we still have that black and gold halter I bought a while back? I think it'll fit him." I ask my sister. She goes to grab it and pet on Oli more. He seemed to like his belly scratched, and liked pressure. Notes I take on every horse; their likes and dislikes. Kate hands me the halter and I slip it onto Oli's face slowly and carefully, removing the plain nylon halter her had on previously and replacing it with a black leather halter with gold trimming. I remember the album the song was on. The colors matched, and looked amazing on him. I lead him around the arena slowly, testing to see his halter manners. With every horse I get, I start planning out their future, and I couldn't wait to work with Oli as soon as I saw him. My mind was still going insane with ideas for him. As soon as I saw his willing and calm behavior, I knew he was a dressage horse. I was ready to start training him the next day. I led him to his new stall and permanent home at Rivervalley Stables, and let him be. My Christmas Present is something I would normally kill for, and now he's just fallen into my hands as a gift. It almost seemed unreal, but I knew it was real. And that he was mine.

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[Good.Pointe]

My excitement still hadn't died 2 weeks later. Oli was saddle broken within the first week, and his calm and lively demeanor made him a perfect horse for dressage. Today, we start dressage training. I grab my groom box and beginner dressage tack: a black dressage saddle, a black snaffle bridle, and a golden shiny saddle-pad. I set the tack on the saddle rack outside of Oli's stall and put his halter on. I clipped him to the cross-ties inside his stall and got my curry comb, which I learned that he loved. I brushed him and started to tack him up. Grabbing his saddle-pad, I let him see it in my hand before tossing it onto his back. He twitched his ears at me, which was understandable, and I turned to grab the saddle. I let him smell the new, slightly heavier saddle before gently setting it onto the saddle-pad. He fidgeted a little and twitched his ears, but stood still, a good quality in horses. Next was the bridle. I unfastened the cross-ties and carefully undid the halter buckle. I set my right arm on his poll and pressed down gently, politely asking him to lower his hear so I could get the bridle over his ears. I put the bridle on and let him fidget with the bit. I led him out of his stall and into the dressage arena. Oli looked around curiously, having never been in this larger arena. I check the girth and drop down my stirrups. I mounted up and gathered my reins. Today I decided to practice flexion. I clicked and asked Oli to walk on and stopped him in the center of the ring. I pull tightly on the left rein, making him bend his whole body to the left without moving. At first he walked in a tight circle, but eventually stopped and flexed. I release as soon as he flexed and let him rest for a second before pulling on the right rein. Again, he walked in circles, but soon stopped moving when he figured out he was supposed to flex. I release as soon as he flexes enough to show he did what I asked and pet his neck. I click and ask him to trot, turning him in a large figure-8 across the entire arena. He responded well and I asked him to canter around the outside of the arena. He cantered a bit sloppily and unbalanced, unsure if this is what I wanted from him. I cantered him for a few minutes and stopped him, stroked his neck and mane, and talked to him in a low, sweet tone of voice, "Good boy! I think you did good today, I'll leave you be when you're groomed up and back in your stall." I dismounted and drew my stirrups up, leading him back to his stall and untacking him, sliding his halter back over his face and putting him on cross-ties. He was sweating a little, but not too much to have to bathe him. I brushed him and took my tack back to the tack room. I grabbed a peppermint and rewarded Oli for good behavior.

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Hello!
There has been a slight numbering problem which we are now working to fix ^^
The number of this HG should be #158.
Please make sure to also change this on the horse's stable page c:
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