charisma comes naturally (open)

Fire Dancer and Krystal Yhate

She had been coming here a lot lately, to work both the new and the old. Unfortunately, that had meant getting up ridiculously early on most days, just to fit everybody in. Today, Krystal had gotten up a bit later than usual, giving herself the rare treat of sleeping in. She was only working Fire today. While this was an intimidating task, considering Fire's personality, it was one Krystal enjoyed. She had jockeyed Fire's half sister On To The Spotlight. She was happy to be in the irons of another daughter of On To Dancing. Those fillies, no matter how bad tempered they were, held a special place in her heart.

But Fire was not bad tempered. She was simply imperious to the point of arrogant. She believed herself better than the rest, and strode to rise through the ranks. She was courageous, and deeply passionate about whatever she did. This passion carried over into racing. She had already raced and come third in her initial start, and now Krystal was looking to get her prepped for her next race in the hopes of breaking her maiden in that one. Chances were low that they would come across anybody this morning to work with, so Krystal was prepared with a solo workout plan.

Just as Krystal was about to ask for a brisk canter, she caught sight of a horse and rider just up ahead. Not believing her luck, she urged Fire faster, and soon they had caught up to and were keeping pace with the other filly. Fire exuded a supreme aura as they approached; her seventeen hands of height gave her quite the presence. While Krystal didn't recognize the horse, she certainly recognized the rider. Hey Sarah! It's good to know I'm not the only one out late.

As Chris sniffed Fire, the huge dark bay stiffened, not liking the unwanted contact. She was too good for that apparently. After all, see how huge and beautiful she was? Krystal snorted at Fire's antics, and noticed that Chris had suddenly become more focused. Ah, so that was the plan. Half four? Wow. I only just got here, really. Amber's been wanting to work the horses at the home track lately. Something to do with comfort levels. Krystal shrugged, knowing that sometimes this tactic worked and other times it most certainly didn't.

Hey, do you want to canter? It looks as though your mount is ready to go, and the sooner we get done the sooner you can go home Krystal commented, noting the way Fire wanted to no longer show she was dominant, but prove it too. The dark bay was tugging at the reins slightly, tensed for the moment of release.