flying high (open)

[Snowflake]

Born to Soar and Sarah Star

Sitting aboard the three year old chestnut filly, Sarah Star felt on top of the world. It was always nice to go back to the basics of horse riding, where she could actually sit in a comfortable saddle and use long stirrups. Born to Soar walked energetically down the forest trail, very interested in the different sights and sounds.

Fresh off a spectacular win in the Unicorn Horn Series, the pair were having a relaxation session. In a month's time, Born to Soar would begin her Triple Tiara campaign. Sarah contemplated this excitedly, imagining how wonderful it would be if the filly became the first Triple Tiara champion in Green Horse Fields.

Born To Soar sighed contentedly, starting to relax more. Sarah took a hand off the reins, passing the rein to the other hand to keep the light but firm contact with Sophia's mouth on both sides. Then she stroked the filly's bright chestnut neck affectionately. She realised how quiet it was in the forest; the usual sounds of the race course left long behind them, with only the occasional whoosh of wind or chirp of a bird to be heard. She should have brought someone along with one of their other horses.

[Kirsten Jade]

Spitfire

<sub>Aaron shifted his weight in the saddle. He had stopped to try and hear what the sound was that he kept on hearing behind him on the trail. It sounded like another horse and rider but it was strangely quiet. What kind of rider would ride the trails alone? Well, besides him of course. Aaron pushed the thought aside. It was a totally different situation. His mount was a quiet and well experienced stallion. Okay maybe the word stallion doesn't quite make the ride the safest...

Still... no he was out of excuses. He shouldn't be riding alone either but he had to drive Spitfire down to the stable row at the track to prep him for his first race of the season and he had a couple of hours to kill. He had figured a nice calm ride in the woods would clear his head and prepare both him and his mount for the next two weekends of racing.

It was nice that Kirsten was able to bring Spitfire back home again, the stallion had been the first horse that Aaron had ever ridden for Akita Rose Stables on dark evening before the Breeder's Cup. Spitfire had been only a juvenile then and now look at him three years later. What a difference!

Aaron was already bonding with the fiery red stallion more then he could ever explain to anyone. It was just one of those things that happen. You know?

A twig snapped behind them and both horse and rider turned to see a young filly with a pelt almost as bright as his and gorgeous woman emerge from the trees. Horse and rider stood quietly watching in awe.</sub>

[Snowflake]

Sophia's interest was capitivated by something large ahead of them. The bush around had grown dense from the lack of use lately, and Sarah had to duck to avoid hitting her head on a low hanging tree branch. Sophia's pace quickened, then she stopped dead and stared. Sarah's mouth curved into a friendly smile when she spotted the object of her filly's interest - a chestnut stallion and his rider.

Hi. Riding alone too? Sarah greeted him. She recognised him, no doubt from the track. She just couldn't match a name to him, nor his stallion.