Method Of Madness|| 1x1 with ScarDolphin

[buckskin.]

BRETT LAWSON

Looking at the dressage whip, Brett gave a small shake of his head and desperately looked around for one of his coworkers, luckily one of the younger boys was heading into the barn "Oi Josh, get my small lunge whip for me, would you?" he called over the fence to the much younger man. "Don't get offended or upset if I give her a little whack on the bum with the whip, it's only rope and a horse would kick much harder if he wanted to dominate another horse." he warned, knowing that some owners thought it was abusive even if they themselves used a crop in every day riding. When the young boy returned with the lunge whip, Brett took it from him and began to approach the horse with his left hand pointed in the air. That was his first signal and if the horses didn't respond he would turn to further encouragement.

[ScarDolphin]

★·.·´¯`·.·★ Scarlett Robin Eshreal ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"I won't... She's not too fond of whips, so I'm not sure how she'll react," Scarlett spoke quietly and simply. "Can I have a look in the barn?" As it pained her to see Sandy in such a state, she didn't want to see how she'd react to a whip. When she first got Sandy, the more Sandy had been pressured, the worse it had gotten. She had therefore started by sitting in a pen with Sandy, to get her to accept humans again. This turn for the worse was almost worse than it was back then. She shuddered slightly at the painful history, and turned her eyes towards the barn.

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Sandy stopped and stared at the man. She snorted and tossed her head, before fleeing away. She moved at a fast pace, cantering around the pen, with her head ever-so-slightly facing the wall, and her hind ever-so-slightly off the track towards the inside.

[buckskin.]

BRETT LAWSON

"Im not going to use it unless she tries to dominate or ignore me." he replied in an attempt to comfort her then gave a nod when she asked to see the barn "Go for it but watch out for the warmblood stallion on the back left, he's not ours and we're trying to figure out where he comes from. Poor thing is skinny as all hell and has an attitude specifically towards women." he warned as he watched the buckskin mare move off at the presence of the whip, the bay stallion had shown up some weeks prior to the visit and nobody was certain of how the horse arrived. One day they started working and saw the horse in the roudpen, everyone assumed that he had been abandoned but the act of so probably saved his life.

"Easy now pet." his voice was soft, a lot softer than it had been at the start but still carried a sense of unwillingness to it. It was obvious that the mare had been traumatised in one way or another, whether it was her past or the recent accident that had caused issues was unknown to him. A small clicking sound came from his mouth as he pointed to the left, asking the horse to move in that direction as he slowly increased pressure at her shoulder to make it more obvious that he wanted her to move off the pressure.

[ScarDolphin]

★·.·´¯`·.·★ Scarlett Robin Eshreal ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Scarlett nodded, before heading in the barn. She looked around at the well looked after stalls. A few horses were inside, and Scarlett noticed one in particular, which had it’s head out and ears perked. Scarlett put out her hand to say hello, as the fairly small horse lowered it’s head. “Hey pony,” she mumbled, stroking the face of the chestnut horse that seemed pretty friendly towards her. Hearing a squeal from the end of the barn, she saw a bay horse pacing back and forth. ‘That must be the one he referred to as the bay stallion,’ she thought to herself, and noted to stay in the other end of the barn.

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The mare stopped, a few meters away, before turning in the other direction and cantering off. She stopped by the gate and let out a whinny, prancing back and forth as sweat started to form on the coat of her neck, gleaming in the light. She could see the paddocks from the gate, and pranced back and forth, wanting to get out. It had been a while since she'd done much else than stand in the large lorry or be lounged, after all, but that was the life of a show horse.

[buckskin.]

BRETT LAWSON

As he watched the behaviour of the horse, it became obvious that the horse was more interested in being out then being lunged. In all honesty, all this horse probably did was be lunged and stand in a stall all day waiting to be ridden "Stand up pet, lets go for a walk." he spoke quietly to the horse as he placed the lunge whip on the the ground then slowly approached with the lead rope in one hand. Slowly he tested out the waters between him and the horse, it was uncertain if the mare would let him approach her, let alone put a leadrope on and lead her around, but then again it might have just been that the horse didn't trust her rider after the accident, therefore acting out when she tried to do anything with her. Once he caught the horse his plan would be to jump on his own horse and pony the mare from there, lead her up and down the drive way or around the paddock to get rid of some excess energy. It was quite unfortunate that the girl had gone into the barn as now he couldn't question her about how the horse lives, her training pattern and how often the horse gets to be in a paddock.

[ScarDolphin]

★·.·´¯`·.·★ Scarlett Robin Eshreal ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Scarlett stayed by the pony's stall for a while. She didn't know what else to spend her time on. She stoked the chestnut's muzzle gently, until the pony decided to eat the hay instead. Scarlett took out her phone as she felt it vibrate in her pocket. She had gotten a message from Coach asking how things were going, and that they had arrived at the arena for the Olympics safely. She sighed and put her phone back in her pocket without replying. She'd have been there with them too if it wasn't for the accident.

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Sandy took a few steps back, her expression not changing. She was extremely wary of him, and when he got too close for her comfort, she turned to the side and cantered to the opposite end of the pen before stopping, her hind end towards him. She felt threatened when he had come towards her, and didn't wish for human contact. She let out a buck to warn him of coming closer, before standing still, snorting.

[buckskin.]

BRETT LAWSON

Brett watched as the mare moved away from him, he had moved too soon "Settle up." he spoke softly as he planted himself in the centre of the round pen so that his back was facing to the mare. Sometimes when you pretended that you didn't want anything to do with a horse, they would eventually come around and become curious in a person. That way the horse would approach you. If the horse did so, it showed that the horse moved first, they were the one to give in. Sitting completely still, the young man refused to even look at the horse through the corner of his eye and knew he could be sitting there for hours if the mare decided that she still didn't want anything to do with him. In the past, Brett had spent day just sitting with his back turned to the horse until it eventually either saw him as if he wasn't a threat anymore or become too curious for their own good and approached him.

[ScarDolphin]

★·.·´¯`·.·★ Scarlett Robin Eshreal ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Deciding to go and see how it was going, she went back out of the barn, but kept her distance to the gate of the round pen. She didn't want to disturb them by being in the way, but she still wanted to see how it was going. She quietly observed the mare, who didn't seem as stressed now, but she was sure if she got close Sandy would start running again. She watched as the mare stood nibbling on the fence. 'Not again,' she thought. Sandy had been quite a big cribber at the start, but once she got moved to a different paddock, it seemed to help.

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Sandy turned an ear towards the middle but stayed put, as if she was thinking over what to do. After a moment, she took a few steps to the side, and ended up by the gate and started nibbling on the plankwork. She dug her front teeth in and breathed in the wood.

((Sorry it's short!))

[buckskin.]

BRETT LAWSON

It was when the horse began to windsuck that young Brett Lawson found it difficult to remain where he sat, his first reaction was to push the horse away from the fence but instead took a deep breath and stayed put. Give in horse he thought to himself as he reached into his shirt pocket, remembering that he had put a muesli bar in there just incase he had become hungry on his ride. The sound of the crinkling of the packet was almost titanic against the quiet landscape, it was like when you got up in the middle of the night to get a drink and every little noise you make sounds like a herd of elephants rampaging through the scrub, thats how quiet it had become at the little ranch.

(it's okay)

[ScarDolphin]

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The mare stopped as she heard the sound of crinkling paper. She turned her head curiously and looked at the young man sitting in the middle. An ear pointed forward, whilst she was stubborn enough to keep the other back. She lowered her head and snorted, giving in a little to her curiosity as she took a few steps forward towards the crinkling sound, which was loud compared to the rest of the area around her.