A join up session [ open ]

[Jake™]

<sup>Since Jake's arrival, the academy had sighed him a Welsh Cob stallion named Rebel, and allowed him to bring his own, a Freisan stallion named Manson. Jake thought that this place would be horrible, difficult to settle in but he had been wrong. This place coulnt have been any better - the facilities were great, the people were friendly and the whole atmosphere of the place was happy, light and free.

This morning after checking on Manson, putting him in the pasture, mucking his stall out and giving him his breakfast, Jake had finally earned some time with Rebel. The Cob was certinly a lot easier to deal with than Manson, but he was harder to train for her basically knew nothing - but because he was new to Jake, and Jake new to Rebel, they needed to trust one another and get to know one another before doing any serious work. Thats where join-up came into it. Jake had learnt a special technique from books and professionals that allowed you to bond with a horse of any breed, age, size and discipline. It was when man and beast became one spirit and conquered any challenge ahead together with no fear - because they gave their trust to one another. It was a powerful and awesome technique. In Jake's opinion, all man needed to know and use it.

So, leading Rebel to the round pen with only a lead rope wrapped around his neck, Jake let the horse free in the pen once the gate had been securly locked. Letting Rebel explore the pen for a few minutes Jake looked at his horse, focusing and getting ready. Soon enough Jake began chasing Rebel around the pen, making him cantar around in both directions. Throughout the session, Rebel showed signs of submission and wanting to be at one with Jake - first his ears twicted back and forth, until his inside ear locked onto Jake. Second Rebel then lowered his head to the ground showing he was relaxed and not anxious. Finally after a good seven minutes Rebel began to lick his lips, giving a chewing motion as if eating something sticky. Thats when Jake stopped chasing him, turned his body away from Rebel and looked down to the ground.

He remained there, breathing heavily but slowly until, eventually, he felt someone breathing on the back of his neck and then intimately running their lips over his hair. At first you would of thought it was some flirtacious girl but no, of course not - it was Rebel checking out his master and be friending his new soul mate. With a smile, Jake slowly rose up to stand next to the stallion. For a whole fifteen minutes Jake did nothing but stroke and rub his torso and hands all over Rebel's body. Whispering in his ear, tickling his lips with his fingers, kissing his cheek, massaging his temples and playing with his mane.

At last Jake felt a little heavy on his feet and sat down. Running around in the summer heat was quite tiring, and it must have affected Rebel too - either that or he simply wanted to do what Jake did. The Welsh Cob made his way behind his master and carefully lay down, ensuring he didnt bump or sit on his soul mate. Together the two males just relaxed in the sun, alone in the pen - they were able to stay there for a few hours, the schedule had been free for days, so Jake had booked it for 2-3 hours. So he didnt have to worry about rushing himself or his horse.</sup>

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CANT TOUCH THIS

Amy smiled and ran her hand down the bay mares blazed face. "Good Girl" she cooed softly to the thoroughbred. The mare blew softly back at Amy and let out a deep sigh. It had taken time to get Captive to settle down and trust people, her mum had shown her how to join up with a horse, earn its trust and all. Captive lowered her head to nudge firmly at Amy. The 15 year old smiled and bent down to pick up the blue bucket of horse feed. Amy squized under the fence and put the flexable bucket in the paddock. Immediantly the other thoroughbred mare, Grace, swung her haunches around to face them and cantered up with her ears pinned. Amy threw her arms at the black mare and jogged further away from captive and put the pink bucket down. Grace shoved her nose in and scoffed away at the mix.

After returning from the paddocks she made her way back through the stable. A tiny colt stuck his head out, well tried to anyway. Only his chin got over. Amy laughed and ran her hand down the appaloosa's face, the poor horse was orphaned, his mum did not accept him and there were no mares around that were producing milk and so he had to be hand raised. "Hey there Bullseye" Amy crooned softly to him and swept a thread of hair from her grey eyes. She pulled the halter of the rack on the side and buckled it over the colts head. It was easy to halter break the appy but training would come later. She opened the stall door and he leapt out, his ears pricked. She latched up the stall and allowed the colt to trot ahead of her, but she was still holding the end of the lead. Bully had learnt where his milk was kept so rushed there in every opportnity.

Amy wiped the milk from his muzzle with a cloth, he dident drink it all today, oh well. "Lets go outside hey Bully?" the colt snorted. "Yeah, we will take this with us" Amy waved the bottle about and lead the appaloose out near the round pen. A slender young man caught her eye, he was working Rebel, the stallion she had stopped to pat yesterday. She walked over to the edge o the ring and peered in, the sight of horse and human was remarkable, especialy how the boy worked with him. She smiled "Wow, you two look great" she said enthusiasticly. She allowed a smile to brush onto her pink lips.

[Jake™]

<sup>Jake had his eyes closed, resting his head on the cob's shoulder and relaxing in the sun. He sighed softly and put his hands on his stomach. Rebel lowered his muzzle to the sand and blew on it softly, sending dust away from his nostrils and up in the air. Shaking his head to rid of the flies, Rebel soon became quite comfortable and rolled over onto his side, enjoying the warmth from the sand. Jake slipped back and his head softly bumped onto the stallions belly. Smiling Jake began to think about random thoughts; like up coming competitions and lessons. Jake enjoyed competing especially on Manson - that Freisian just loved showing off in the dressage ring, and flying over the colorful jumps or galloping across a field and through a water trough. Rebel would certinly enjoy it, well if he was anything like Manson. Rebel was sort of like a child, he like to explore and discover things out for himself, whereas Manson didnt bother and always dived in head first without a care about consequences or risks. It would certinly be fun to find out what Rebel was like under pressure.

Almost falling into a light sleep, Jake yawned giving a slight noise of content as Rebel snorted and then sighed together. Talk about similar! Hearing a voice, Jake and Rebel lifted their heads, and looked at the gate. Jake smiled and stood up brushing himself off as he walked over. Thanks, I didnt expect him to be so easy to join up with he replied. Rebel snorted again as he got up from the ground, giving his say in the matter. Jake looked over his shoulder Or maybe Im just so d**n good he laughed as Rebel shook his head and curled his lip, looking as if he was laughing at his master - Good! Good? Whatever. I was just being polite to you. Im a wild stallion my friend - I could have easily decided to be a handful. I just like you, thats all

Jake looked back at the girl and then saw the little colt Aww cute! Um, dont you think hes a bit young to be away from his mother? he asked, not knowing the foal's mother had disowned him. Getting rather jealous of not having attention, Rebel walked over and stuck his neck over the gate to sniff the girl before looking at the colt and blowing gently in his nostril - as horses do when they greet one another. However being a rather big show off, Rebel squealed before nipping the colt. He was only putting the younging in his place - a natural instinct. C'mon now Rebel - dont play too rough, he isnt as strong and big as you Jake cooed as he patted the Welsh Cob's large and thick neck.



ooc; im going away on holidat to italy tomorrow [27th] I wont be back until the 3rd. Unfortunately I have school on the 4th so I doubt Ill be able to reply until after school. And Im in the UK so I dont know what time that will be for you.</sup>

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Amy smiled, watching the two closly as they rested. Bully tossed his head and squealed in utter enjoyment, trotting off and pulling at the lead. Amy looked around checked no gates were open and undid the colts halter. At his words she smiled and climbed up the fence, propping herself ontop. "Thats what they all say" she said fondly to the boy, rolling her eyes dramiticly but teasingly. She watched as the stallion made his way over, feeling confident she rubbed his head "Hey Mate, arent you a beautiful boy, huh?" she said softly but enthusiasticly. She watched as he nipped at Bully but left them be. The small appaloosa squealed and reared in excitement, soon allowing a pigroot after. Amy laughed. At the boys next words she nodded in agreement "Yeah, His dam didn't accept him. And theres no mares that are producing milk so i have to hand raise him. He's quite sweet really, he comes when he's called and is like a puppy" she giggled softly and turned to face the colt. He walked around to Amys other side. Away from Rebel and climbed the wire with his front hoofs reaching up to nudge her. She twisted around and scruffed his main "Hey you. Oh you want your milk?" she said, handing him the bottle so he could suckle it. She turned back to the man "Im Amy, and thats Bullseye Baby. Haha i call him Bullseye or Bully. So You go here right?" the question slipped ftom her mouth. She brushed a long brown lock of hair from her face, grey eyes skanning the boy. She had to admit he was attractive. Oh Shut up Amy hes probaly like 18! she thaught to herself, soonj shaking the thaught.