Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Katerina gave the older mare time to warm up, spending time on the lateral movement to get the mare to soften, lot's of transitions to get her warm and moving. By the time they were called in - first to go, which was never Kat's favourite - she felt like Cal was in a good place. As they trotted the outside of the ring, the mare picked up a little tension, and Kat frowned, working on bringing the tension back down before they were called in, and they were turning down the middle line.
The test seemed to go well enough, though the slight tension never quite seemed to leave the mare. She could feel it through her hands, and Kat's face adorned a frown without realising, unsure why she wasn't as soft and willing as usual. Perhaps she was sore, or tired, or just not feeling it today. Her movement was smooth and as flowing as usual, but the neck was where she was unwilling. As they finished up and Kat bowed, she reminded herself to have the physio out sooner rather than later to check everything was okay for the mare. She let her stretch out as they exited the ring, patting her long neck and taking her off from the arena's to walk off the tension and cool down in her own time.
"Thanks." Mik said as Nat took Glory's reins and led the buckskin over to the warm up arena and Mik finished getting his bay ready for dressage test and then took the horse to the warm up arena and began to work the horse through his passes, getting him soft on the bit and supple, ready for the arena.
He laughed as the Clydie cross all but bounced under him, as they rode around the outside of the arena, waiting for the bell to sound and then as he heard the bell he collected the horse and they entered the arena. The large horse floated from one gait to the next, moving off his rider's cues, while Mik did his best to keep the horse's attention on him and not letting the horse predict the next move, as it was hard to pull things back together once things started to unravel.
The rest of the test went well, in Mik's opinion, and he held back a grin as they rode down the centre line for last time and saluted before he released the reins and turned the gelding to exit the arena on a loose rein, letting his grin surface as he rubbed the gelding's neck, making sure not to mess up the braids. "Good lad" He praised the horse, who walk with his head held high, as though he was proud of his own work.