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Post by Langria Simmons on Oct 21, 2005 18:03:10 GMT -5
The large bay horse trotted in a circle as his rider steadied her self. She didn't ride with a saddle, the only equipment the horse wore was its bridle. Langria had little use for the reigns as well, Traigon had been well trained to listen to her leg commands. With a nudge from his rider, Traigon began to canter, moving towards the mis-shapened target Langria had made for her practice. Following her silent commands Traigon stopped two feet before the target then took a few steps back. Langria patted his neck, then gave a small squeeze with her right leg and he turned to the left. This time, Langria pulled an arrow from the quicer on her back. She redied her bow, then turned Traigon towards the target once more. With a sharp kick, Traigon took off at a sharp gallop towards the target. Langria fired the bow as they passed, hitting the target just to the left of the middle. She slowed Traigon again, and patted his neck, "good boy," she told him.
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Post by sadfasd on Feb 9, 2007 2:07:08 GMT -5
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Post by HDFSF on Feb 9, 2007 23:17:30 GMT -5
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