Two Hearts, One Beat. (Open)

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- - YOU WERE ALONE BEFORE WE MET, NO MORE FORLORN THAN ONE COULD GET
HOW COULD WE KNOW WE HAD FOUND TREASURE HOW SINISTER AND HOW CORRECT
*IT WAS A LEAP OF FAITH I COULD NOT TAKE, A PROMISE I COULD NOT MAKE
- - - - - - - - - - my ashtray heart

Owen whinnied excitedly at the sight of Marissa coming towards his stall. She smiled at him and kissed his nose after reaching his stall. "Well hi there sweetheart."

[/color] Marissa said happily. She was ready for a good ride today and Owen always provided that for her. He had a way of always knowing what she wanted of him, and he always followed through. Marissa had owned many horses but she felt like none of them understood her the way he did. She had been training him since he was one. It started out with the regular ground work when he was two and followed through for a year. After putting the saddle on him at three and a half he was a natural. Quick to learn and easy to train. Of course there wasn't such a thing as a perfect horse, but he was pretty damn close. Besides the fact that he had a little trouble loading in a trailer or having a bit of a spook when it came to the hose, he was quite the catch. A beautiful bay with a golden history full of Western Champions. His sire was a prime example of an excellent reining horse and his dam was an award winning barrel racer. Marissa started his barrel training six months ago and he was coming along great! She was having a fun time training him and she couldn't be happier that he was a part of her life.

"Ready to continue your training?"[/color] As if replying Owen raised his head up and down quickly and raised his upper lip bearing his teeth. Marissa laughed a bit while entering the stall. She placed the rainbow halter on his head and led him out of the stall and tied him up. Marissa never found a reason to use cross ties, so she never did. Heading into the tack room she grabbed her grooming kit, placed Owen's bridle on her shoulder, put his tie-dye saddle blanket over her arm and grabbed the saddle that was rather light. Gathering all the things she needed at once was an acquired talent she had over time. She made her way back over to the gorgeous bay and set the saddle down properly along with the blanket, and set her bridle on top of the saddle. Placing the grooming kit on the ground she took out her curry comb and brushed the already clean horse off. Next she took out the bristle brush and finish off his coat. His mane and tail were combed out next and rid of any tangles. The last step was to clean out his hooves, so taking the hoof pick she did all four hooves. The horse was finally cleaner than before and ready to be saddled. She threw on the saddle blanket in place and the saddle snuggly on top. Marissa tightened the girth strap and shook the horn to see how stable it was. Taking off the halter, she replaced it with his bridle and was ready to go. She led him back towards the tack room to drop off her grooming kit and it was off to the indoor arena.

Twenty minutes earlier she had set up barrels and was hoping that nobody was occupying the indoor arena. She quickly walked Owen to the arena to see that it was untouched. Which was kind of a surprise considering it was around noon and a lot of the time the arena was being used for some sort. Not wasting any time Marissa put her foot in the stirrup and swung herself over the top of the horse. She walked him into the arena and decided to do a quick warm up before jumping into practice. There was just enough room on the outer edges of the arena to do the normal warm up. She walked him once around the arena, kicked him into a trot on the second, a gallop on the third and continued in a gallop for four times around. Owen stopped abruptly as soon as “whoa"[/color] came out of Marissa's mouth. She patted the horses neck and whispered, “good boy”[/color]. Immediately the horse’s ears perked up and he was ready to go. She got him into position, took a deep breath in, leaned forward, clicked and kicked him at the same time and the horse took off. He sailed around the first barrel with ease and rounded the second. She loved the way it felt when he almost jumped into a run after slowing down to go around the barrels. The third barrel had a close call and shook a bit, but ultimately didn't fall down. Marissa looked straight ahead of her to see someone watching. I hate not knowing people around here...[/color] She thought to herself. Slowing Owen down she rode up to the fence to the stranger. About time she make some new friends. “Oh... Di... Did you need the arena?”[/color]




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i tore the muscle from your chest, used it to stub out cigarettes
LISTENED TO YOUR SCREAMS OF PLEASURE, WATCH BEDSHEETS TURN BLOOD RED
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