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Alice smiled as she put the halter over Nymph's ears. She reached to grab another handful of hay to lead the mare out with "She has a good appetite, once she has her foal, we can really get working with her. Teach her to let me ride her"

Rosalyn nickered "So it seems." She answered
Nymph followed Alice, nibbling bits of hay that she could reach.

"If we get time, we'll take an evening ride. Dakota has some pent-up energy today, and I can't get it out of her," Cyril said. He turned to face Rosalyn. Holding up a stick with a dirty white rag on it, he pointed with his free hand, his intentions to move Rosalyn away from him. "We'll get the thinking side of your brain engaged first."

Cyril, though he didn't know it, was a natural horseman. He'd spent too much time watching wild herds and seeing how they treated each other.

West Wind looked over to Dakota "Behave and you will get out again" She offered
"I can't behave in here," Dakota squealed. "He knows I'm afraid of enclosed places."

She already felt the iron bars were collapsing in on her.
 
Nymph followed Alice, nibbling bits of hay that she could reach.

"If we get time, we'll take an evening ride. Dakota has some pent-up energy today, and I can't get it out of her," Cyril said. He turned to face Rosalyn. Holding up a stick with a dirty white rag on it, he pointed with his free hand, his intentions to move Rosalyn away from him. "We'll get the thinking side of your brain engaged first."

Cyril, though he didn't know it, was a natural horseman. He'd spent too much time watching wild herds and seeing how they treated each other.

"I can't behave in here," Dakota squealed. "He knows I'm afraid of enclosed places."

She already felt the iron bars were collapsing in on her.
Alice ran out of hay as they entered the stall. She grinned and removed the makeshift halter, petting Nymph's neck as she moved out of the stall and closed the gate. She went to get some hay to fill the hay bag, then filled the water bucket.

Rosalyn snorted at the rag, moving away from it and Cyril

"Take it easy, Dakota. Close your eyes and take a deep breath" Night Wind said, watching the other mare
 
Alice ran out of hay as they entered the stall. She grinned and removed the makeshift halter, petting Nymph's neck as she moved out of the stall and closed the gate. She went to get some hay to fill the hay bag, then filled the water bucket.

Rosalyn snorted at the rag, moving away from it and Cyril

"Take it easy, Dakota. Close your eyes and take a deep breath" Night Wind said, watching the other mare
Nymph looked first at the water, then the hay bag. Lastly, she poked her head over the door and looked at the panicking palomino in the cage. "Is she alright?"

Nymph recognized Dakota as the mare who had been fighting Dusty and keeping her from escaping. Dakota didn't look so frightening to the paint now.

Cyril lowered the stick when Rosalyn moved away. (play along...pretending she's trotting in circles) After a few laps, he switched hands, raised the stick and moved in front of the mare, backing and pointing the other direction.

Dakota did as West Wind instructed.
 
Nymph looked first at the water, then the hay bag. Lastly, she poked her head over the door and looked at the panicking palomino in the cage. "Is she alright?"

Nymph recognized Dakota as the mare who had been fighting Dusty and keeping her from escaping. Dakota didn't look so frightening to the paint now.

Cyril lowered the stick when Rosalyn moved away. (play along...pretending she's trotting in circles) After a few laps, he switched hands, raised the stick and moved in front of the mare, backing and pointing the other direction.

Dakota did as West Wind instructed.
Alice looked in on Dakota "Hey Dakota. Don't worry girl, Cyril and you will be riding later." She went to check on West Wind

(Yeah) Rosalyn stopped and shook her head as the rag was moved in front of her. She snorted again, debating for a moment before turning to circle the other way.

West Wind nickered softly
 
Alice looked in on Dakota "Hey Dakota. Don't worry girl, Cyril and you will be riding later." She went to check on West Wind

(Yeah) Rosalyn stopped and shook her head as the rag was moved in front of her. She snorted again, debating for a moment before turning to circle the other way.

West Wind nickered softly
Dakota opened her eyes and approached the door, nickering, trying to convince Alice to open the door. When nothing happened, she went to the hay bag and yanked out a mouthful, chewing it.

Nymph continued eating, wondering why no one had answered her question.

(speed things up a bit) After several laps with numerous changes of direction, Cyril finally stopped Rosalyn and dropped the stick. Now, he walked backwards, dragging the halter and lead rope, to let the mare follow it rather than it chasing her.
 
Dakota opened her eyes and approached the door, nickering, trying to convince Alice to open the door. When nothing happened, she went to the hay bag and yanked out a mouthful, chewing it.

Nymph continued eating, wondering why no one had answered her question.

(speed things up a bit) After several laps with numerous changes of direction, Cyril finally stopped Rosalyn and dropped the stick. Now, he walked backwards, dragging the halter and lead rope, to let the mare follow it rather than it chasing her.
"She is fine" West Wind said as Alice walked her to the post to saddle her up.

Rosalyn watched him for a moment before following
 
"She is fine" West Wind said as Alice walked her to the post to saddle her up.

Rosalyn watched him for a moment before following
Dakota had finished her hay and was watching one of the barred windows, expecting it to jump at her any second.

Nymph had long ago eaten her hay (time passing) and whinnied. She hadn't faced this problem since arriving...running out of hay!

Eventually, Cyril stopped and gathered up the halter. Slowly but confidently, he approached Rosalyn and rubbed the halter against her then took it away. This went on for several minutes.
 
Dakota had finished her hay and was watching one of the barred windows, expecting it to jump at her any second.

Nymph had long ago eaten her hay (time passing) and whinnied. She hadn't faced this problem since arriving...running out of hay!

Eventually, Cyril stopped and gathered up the halter. Slowly but confidently, he approached Rosalyn and rubbed the halter against her then took it away. This went on for several minutes.
Alice returned at the whinny. She looked in on the mares, stopping at Nymph's stall. "Out of hay, huh. Well that is easily fixed." She said and went to get more.

West Wind stood at the post, waiting for Alice to take her for her ride.

Rosalyn snorted, moving away from the first touch of the halter. She reached to sniff at it, lipping it curiously before standing still, watching Cyril, then relaxing.
 

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