&{{ love like woe -- Sync.

[kane]

the digits of the small bodice ran through the equui's pelt along his tiara as the female stood there in his stall. resting her lower back against the door of the stall. she had remained in this position for the past forty-five minutes trying to figure everything out. the large viberant bay gelding continued to keep his position, facing his master, tiara lowered, velvet kissers lightly against her waist. the fea's digits returned to the habit of twirling his mane in her finger as her orbs gazed off into the variety of colors upon his forelock. how could it even happen .

** the thought of her fathers death stabbed at her again. the thought of him in the accident on his way of dropping off more of arianna stuff. the thought of the truck getting t-boned into the tree across the road stabbed at her mind. how could it even be possible. the pictures she was sent over her cell ran through her mind of the amounts of blood and the looks of the truck. the damage that had been done. the damage that twisted her emotions. **

the naturally painted grey optics ran over the large brutes head as the clydesdale broncs tiara lifted in effort to tolerate the energy level she sent threw her touch. instintly she pulled her fingers away from the brute. his large dark mocha orbs landing on the female in worry. arianna sighed lightly and grabbed the brutes black rope halter off the horsehoe hanger off the side of his stall, sliding it into the brutes stall and then her pale digits worked on tying the halter around the large bronc's dome.

fingers gently held the twelve foot long lead as she made an effort of walked out of the stall. the massive viberate bay gelding fallowed carelessly beside the female. she had no clue where she was heading, all she knew was that she had to go somewhere, somewhere that no one else would be. at the moment, the arena sounded great. it was the simple all around pleasure arena, and people seemed to migrate from the other arenas and leave this one. sighing lightly, the small frame brought the large clydesdale brute into the arena, closed the gate and took off his halter. somehow, arianna managed to gracefully pop herself onto the brutes back, the ropes in a tangle on the floor by his large ivory feathered hooves.

words and ropes were overrated at the moment. the fea's energy levels rose as the brute jumped into a mellow jog. his dome vertical, his boa arched lightly, his large hooves hitting the sand ground lightly as he kept his stride as smooth as possible. ari's hips fallowed the brutes stride as she simple held her hands as if they were reins, though they didn't move. her tiara turned as they started up to a corner. the clydesdale under her continued to collect himself, his frame bending to the right as they did a simple ten meter circle in the corner before continued around the ring. the female took a deep breath as she felt the gelding come around back to the gate. her outside leg laid against his side lightly as the brutes hind pillars crossed. the brute held his collective state as he moved away from the railing, the brute listening, his hind legs crossing whenever she added her leg lightly.

arianna stopped asking and allowed the brute to trot around the ring, the bronc naturally holding his collections, his audits flicked back showing he had her attention. [ good boy buddy. ] lyrics escaped as she brought the brute in some simple figure eights that took up the ring, her body moving with the brute, guiding him where she wanted to go. by the far end of the ring, she brought the equine into the corner and asked the viberate beast to side pass at the trott. the brute obeyed and moved his body sideways across the ring in a steady trot. smiling lightly, the female dropped her energy and felt the clydesdale's pace subside to a simple walk. her fingers ran through the brutes pelt upon his boa as she congratulated him. she allowed the brute to walk the fenceline of the arena, he held himself still collected, even though arianna didn't ask. after a little while she brought her energy up, from the walk the equine went into a collected canter, slow and mellow. the brutes front end lifted slightly to pick up the right lead before he continued to keep himself collected and he kept a slower canter changing lead in the occasional figure eight.