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The stables: Friday morning
Karal was kind of missing Molly.
It wasn't in his nature to mope, though. Instead, he'd saddled Trenor, marked out a rectangle by putting a bucket, weighted down with rocks, at each corner, and was currently putting him through his paces. Walk, trot, canter, extension, collection. Trenor was listening perfectly this morning, moving supple and smooth, responding to the lightest of signals.
Karal loved moments like this, when he and Trenor were moving as one, when it almost felt like they were thinking as one, and he was paying attention to nothing else as they moved into a half-pass, crossing from one side of the impromptu ring to the other.
[ooc: They are out the front of the stables, just next to the dorms, so post is quite open, and feel free to interrupt!]
It wasn't in his nature to mope, though. Instead, he'd saddled Trenor, marked out a rectangle by putting a bucket, weighted down with rocks, at each corner, and was currently putting him through his paces. Walk, trot, canter, extension, collection. Trenor was listening perfectly this morning, moving supple and smooth, responding to the lightest of signals.
Karal loved moments like this, when he and Trenor were moving as one, when it almost felt like they were thinking as one, and he was paying attention to nothing else as they moved into a half-pass, crossing from one side of the impromptu ring to the other.
[ooc: They are out the front of the stables, just next to the dorms, so post is quite open, and feel free to interrupt!]