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[b]Breed:[/b] Percheron(75%) X Appaloosa (25%)
[b]Color:[/b] Flaxen Liver Chestnut
[b]Markings:[/b] Appaloosa
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sapphirespirit wrote:{h o r s e} wrote: Username: {h o r s e}
Name: Breaking the Boundaries
Barn Name: Oddity
Gender: Stallion
Age: Almost 5 - Born on the 26th July, 2009
Personality: On the outside, Oddity is a boring average stallion, and nothing really phases him. But on the inside, he's a real mixed bag. He is loyal and faithful, and will try anything with the squeeze of a heel or the mutter of a word. He's one of those horses that will do anything, really. He has not a stubborn bone in his body. That being said, he can spook quite a lot, and once he is frightened, it's hard to calm him down. That's something Aria will have to work on if he will be competing properly. He's a horse you can trust with a secret, because he's a listener. He doesn't pick sides, meaning he is liked by everyone, including horses.
History: Born on a stud farm, Odd was meant to be a draft horse. But I guess he thought it was too typical, because his owners found it very hard to get a harness on him. They began to train him under the saddle instead. They picked up on his floaty gait and amazing movement, and decided he should be a dressage horse. Unfortunately, they had no experience with dressage and decided he needed a home that could help him reach his full ability. He was sold to Willow Wood Stables to be part of their performance horse team.
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Story: 'Hey, Aria. We have another horse we want you to ride.'
I looked up from the mess of the stable I was cleaning. 'Yeah?' I looked up at Jack, then continued to turn over the disgusting sawdust.
'He's a new one, nearly 5, and still in training, and we want you to ride him.'
I swiped some sawdust off my brow. 'He sounds nice. Can I see him?'
'Yeah, he just arrived.'
Jack took me to see a beautiful draft cross stallion, with a wonderful appaloosa coat. I stroked his nose softly. 'What's his discipline?'
Jack cleared his throat. 'Dressage.'
I scoffed, bursting into laughter. The stallion jumped as I took my hand off him. 'Him? A dressage horse?!' I bent over and laughed. Jack had to be kidding me. I wiped tears from my eyes as I continued to laugh, but when I looked back at Jack, there was no smile on his face. 'Wait.. you're serious?'
Jack nodded slowly, and gave my back a friendly thump. 'Get tacked up, I want him in the arena in 15 minutes.
~~~
I grasped the supple leather reins and led Oddity into the arena. Jack was waiting for me as I prepared to mount. This draft cross looked ridiculous in the light dressage saddle. I muffled a laugh, and measured my stirrups. 'You don't think he is gonna be that great, huh?'
'Yeah,' I admitted, pulling the stirrup leathers back in place. Jack gave me a quick leg up, and gave the stallion a slap on his neck. I sat in the saddle for a few seconds and relaxed my seat. I then gathered my reins and picked up a walk. It was a nice walk. Collected, and smooth. I collected it further, then extended it. Jack was watching from the arena gate, a smirk on his face. After ten minutes of walking him, Jack finally let me trot. I knew I was going to find out if he was right or now. With the slightest movement of my heels, Odd pushed himself energetically into a light and springy trot. I grinned like a doofus as I rose up and down in the saddle with practically no effort at all. Jack chuckled quietly to himself, and I focused my attention back to Odd again. I pushed him forward, then collected him.
'Do a Piaffe.' Jack called out. I barely ever did them, so how was I to ask a horse I had never ridden before to? I was about to blurt out in protest, but Jack had read my mind.
'He knows what to do. Just ask him.' I sighed and collected the trot again, slowly progressing into a piaffe. I grinned and laughed to myself as he did everything I asked of him. I asked for the walk again, and picked up the reins even further, asking for an effortless walk to canter. I sat up in the saddle as I flowed with his smooth gait. Bringing him onto a circle, we performed a flying change, changing the rein with ease. I looked down at Odd's shoulders, covered in sweat. I sighed and walked him out, even though I wished I could have ridden him forever.
~~~
Sweat trickled down my brow already as I trotted around the arena. I glimpsed the 4 people seated behind the rails at one end of the arena. They were there to judge me. To see if Odd and I were good enough to make the national Olympic team. I could see Jack at the other end. He grinned and gave me a thumbs up. I heard the bell ring and made my way to the gate.
At A, Enter in working trot
I steadied Odd as I trotted down the centerline at a steady pace.
At X, Halt, Salute. Proceed in working trot
I half halted, preparing, and as I sat down in the saddle again, Odd square halted proudly, holding his head nicely. I saluted with my right hand and after a few seconds, bounded straight into working trot again.
At C, Track left. From E to X, a half 10m circle, and from X to B, a half 10m circle.
I pulled the left rein slightly, turning spot on at C, then effortlessly completing the next 2 steps.
...Lengthen stride in trot
Working trot
Moderate lengthening of frame
Circle left 20m rising trot,
allowing the horse to
stretch forward and
downward
Shorten the reins
Working trot
Forward and downward stretch over
the back into a light contact
Medium walk
Free walk on a long rein...
My mind whirled at a million miles a minute as I complete each movement as best as a could.
At X, halt and salute.
It was over. Now, I only had to wait.
~~~
I sipped my morning coffee in the ranch house as I read the news yawning loudly. A sharp tap on the door made me jump. I rushed to the door, finding a post man waiting.
'I have a delivery for Miss Aria Brennan?'
'That's me.' I signed my name then took the envelope. It was from the Equestrian Federation. I tore it open.Dear Aria,
We are delighted to say that you and 'Breaking the Boundaries' have made it to the National Olympic Dressage team.
That was all I needed to read. I jumped up and down in excitement as I ran to see Odd in his stable.
'Gold medal, here we come.' I whispered.
Poem: Floating, gracefully,
Like a cloud,
The wide open arena,
The silent crowd.
I nudge my horse on,
As the audience stares,
They've never seen a horse like this,
For grace he bears.
His hooves are flying,
Across the arena sand,
I ask for a flying change,
He jumps up,
Then he lands.
And as I slow back to a walk,
The crowd begins to cheer,
My horse has done me well again,
How I love him dear.
Breed: Percheron(75%) X Appaloosa (25%)
Color: Flaxen Liver Chestnut
Markings: Appaloosa
Discipline: DressageDressage {drɛsɑːʒ} a French term, most commonly translated to mean training is a competitive equestrian sport, defined by the International Equestrian Federation as "the highest expression of horse training", where "horse and rider are expected to perform from memory a series of predetermined movements."
Tack: Set Saddle Saddle Pad Polos Bridle
Other: The reason I put a DOB in there is because on the 26th of July, 2009, not only was it my birthday, but I also decided to give riding a try. I got hooked, obviously. So, I decided he should share his fifth birthday with my riding anniversary. He is truly gorgeous, thank you for the opportunity!
Congrats! Ill add the name shortly ^^
