Post by Kayla Lowry on Feb 1, 2008 12:08:08 GMT -5
Kayla held the thick straps of leather reins tightly in her hands. She eased them back, causing her horse to toss his head. She sat deep in the saddle, legs slightly forward.
Chinook, the mottled roan, tried to step out again, and she jerked him back, making him dance on the spot with excitment. There was a loud yell, and Kayla released her retraints, Chinook leaping forward.
She kicked him hard as they galloped down to the first barrel, Kayla using all her power to turn him at the last second, spinning him around it. They were going so fast that their feet almost came out from under them, but Chinook pushed forward, kicking up dust.
They barely made the second barrel, almost knocking the third. As soon as they rounded it, Kayla kicked Chinook hard, pounding back up to where they had started, crossing the line. It was then, Kayla let Chinook slide to a stop.
Both were breathing hard, and as they walked over to the fence Kayla grabbed her hat, pushing it back onto her head.
"How'd we do?" She asked her best friend/girlfriend, who was staying with them on the ranch for a week.
Kayla was you typical ranch girl. Anything a boy could do, she could prove she could do better. She was told to stay behind, she come along.
Her brothers were pretty good, not like other boys who insisted that the girls should always stay behind, while they went out on cattle musters.
Chinook, the mottled roan, tried to step out again, and she jerked him back, making him dance on the spot with excitment. There was a loud yell, and Kayla released her retraints, Chinook leaping forward.
She kicked him hard as they galloped down to the first barrel, Kayla using all her power to turn him at the last second, spinning him around it. They were going so fast that their feet almost came out from under them, but Chinook pushed forward, kicking up dust.
They barely made the second barrel, almost knocking the third. As soon as they rounded it, Kayla kicked Chinook hard, pounding back up to where they had started, crossing the line. It was then, Kayla let Chinook slide to a stop.
Both were breathing hard, and as they walked over to the fence Kayla grabbed her hat, pushing it back onto her head.
"How'd we do?" She asked her best friend/girlfriend, who was staying with them on the ranch for a week.
Kayla was you typical ranch girl. Anything a boy could do, she could prove she could do better. She was told to stay behind, she come along.
Her brothers were pretty good, not like other boys who insisted that the girls should always stay behind, while they went out on cattle musters.
