Nadeem Tarak & Abhay

As Nadeem pulled into the long drive way, a long-legged black horse came cantering towards them. "Abhay!" the man exclaimed, slowing the truck to a hault as the stallion walked blatently out in front of the vehicle. "Well, this is Abhay... he's pretty clever at getting out of his stall." Nadeem pointed out as he stepped out of the little blue truck.

Abhay nickered and swished his dark tail as he spotted his owner. "It's about time you got home! Oh, and who is this?" The Kathiawari horse asked in suprise as he saw Aralyn. "You've brought someone home with you, Nadeem?"

Smiling broadly, Nadeem patted the stallion on the head before moving around to the other side of the truck to open Aralyn's door for her. "If you're feeling up to it, we can go for a ride today."

Abhay bobbed his head, hearing the word 'ride'. "Did I hear what I thought I heard?" The black stallion nudged Nadeem, nearly knocking the man over.

"Hey, cut it out, Abhay!" Nadeem chastised, gently shoving the horse's muzzle away, though it didn't do any good. Abhay gave him another nudge.

Aralyn

She stepped out of the truck with a smile. Lightly she patted Abhays neck, her hand soothing and gentle. Animals. They always calmed her down after a bad day.

She could hear the sound of hoofbeats and she turned to just in time to see a big black mass take shape into that of Psyche. The mare leapt hard, and landed just inches from Aralyn, whickering and bobbing her head. She lightly nuzzled Aralyn then looked up to Abhay. Hi. All she said. So Psyche wasn't the most talkative horse. Thats okay, right?

The mare nuzzled Aralyn again. This is Psyche. Shes....Kinda crazy. Softly she laughed. The mare was very touchy, and had to be handled gently but firmly. Just like her owner.

Nadeem Tarak & Abhay

"I fitting name, I suppose." Came Nadeem's comment as he looked at Psyche, "Is she easy to ride?" He was still concerned about her health, and was ready to offer Abhay to ride on, if she was up to it. But seeing as it was her horse, he figured she could handle the mare.

Abhay nudge Aralyn next, though was much more gentle with her. He was quite the gentleman when it came to the human ladies, and even more so when it came to mares. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He nickered, bringing his head up as Psyche said her hello, "My name's Abhay. Is this your master?"

Aralyn

She was silent, and all she did was grab hold of Psyches mane. With long practice and ease, even if the pain made her want to scream. Psyche lightly nudged Aralyns leg. Shes my mistress, yes. She said to Abhay. Cool, calm and collected. That was Psyche. Where do you want to go, Nadeem? Aralyn asked. There was no bridle, nothing for control or to hold to for Aralyn except her legs.

Nadeem Tarak & Abhay

As Aralyn got on Psyche, Nadeem headed for Abhay, who had decided to canter around the truck and the mare, "Abhay! Idhar aao! Komal..."

Abhay shook his head vigorously, dropping it down and lifting it quickly. "Komal, Abhay, don't be like this..." Nadeem said, reaching over to grab the harness as the stallion backed away from him. "Idhar aao! Stop showing off!" Though frustrated by his horse's actions, Nadeem couldn't help but laugh at the antics. When he finally caught hold of the wily Abhay, he climbed onto the stallion's back. "Komal, Abhay, komal." The young man said, stroking the side of Abhay's neck until the stallion calmed down. "Sorry, he's a bit of a show-off around the ladies. Anyway, I hoping you might know of a place to go? I'm afraid I haven't had the time to really see much of the Valley."

While Nadeem and Aralyn talked, Abhay consented to be 'gentle', as his owner had repeatedly asked him. "Nadeem's a fun one. Except when he spends too much time with the wolves and dogs." At this, the black stallion snorted. He wouldn't admit it, but he was rather jealous for his owner's attention and affection.

Aralyn * Psyche

She gave a smile, one that was soft and oh so gentle. Yeah...Yeah, I know a place where we could go. She said softly. Her favorite place, though she hadn't been there in what seemed like forever. How fast is your little stallion? She asked with a glint of mischeif in her eyes. Psyche pricked her ears at that word, and her eyes took on the same brightness as her owners. Aralyns fun as well, though we haven't done much lately. She always spends at least an hour of her day with me, whether it be grooming or riding or just talking to me. She pawed the earth a bit, and a grin spread across Aralyns lips. Think you can keep up? With the slightest pressure, she turned Psyche and the mare seemed to gather all of her weight onto her hind quarters, waiting for that magic word.

Nadeem Tarak & Abhay

"Oh, good! Abhay? Well, I wouldn't call him slow." Nadeem replied with a grin, patting the stallion on the neck again. Guiding the horse along side of Psyche, he prepared to follow.

"That seems like a nice thing. It's just too bad humans only know how to talk to each other." Abhay pointed out, "But hey, now I've got someone who can talk back to me." The stallion added with a pleasantly sly look in his eyes.

Aralyn

Her eyes held that same look as before, filled with mischeif, and softly she said Chaquish. Psyche suddenly reared up, but barely and launched forward, her gate fluid and swift and the woman astride her riding with confidence and laughter. She knew to well her mares antics, and was excillerated by the rush of wind. The two headed to the Orca Bay.