"It's often ideal for the rider to be present and help with the horse's training," she agreed easily. "It lets you two get used to each other and learn together."
She then gestured for him to follow her up the wide dirt path and up into the barn. "I think it would be ideal if your Aes Sedai could come here as well to meet the potential horses for her, so she can meet them. It's easier that way to be sure that it is a good match. Horses have personalities just as surely as people do, after all."
“Yes they certainly do. I once knew a Captain who couldn’t get his horse to move unless he whistled it a tune. Was the funniest thing we had ever seen, and the guys on the pickets swore the horse would bob it’s head to the music from the campfires,” laughed Beron as he walked along the crushed stone pathway and into the barn.
The barn itself was a wonder, well made with good thick beams and a rich stain to all the wood. Beron was from a farm, and he was impressed at how clean and well kept the barn was. Fresh bedding, the straw fragrant and sweet was in many of the stalls, while a groom scrubbed the floor of a stall that was emptied. Distracted by the sight of so many familiar chores, Beron was listening to the Lady Sha’hal, but his caution was lowered and he replied, “I think Isla would find this place amazing Lady. I will definitely bring her here soon to get her acquainted with both the farm and any likely mares.”
Turning around he stopped as he saw a groom leading a horse out of the stall and toward the paddock. The horse was elegant and strongly built. A well brushed coat of gray coat and a good thick mane, drew the eye but as he watched the horse being led, Beron noticed the massive chest and strong muscles. Calling to the groom, he approached the horse, whistling softly to get the gray to turn his head towards him. As he got closer, he could see that the legs were clean and free of blemishes. At a guess he expected that the horse stood at just over 15 hands, and as Beron gazed at the horse, it seemed to regard him as well. Smart, and looks like an animal that enjoys a run Beron thought to himself as the Lady caught up with them.
“A fine gelding you have here Lady. He caught my eye right away,” Beron said with a smile as he continued to inspect the horse. Given their conversation he knew there would be no offence taken to his keen regard.
She then gestured for him to follow her up the wide dirt path and up into the barn. "I think it would be ideal if your Aes Sedai could come here as well to meet the potential horses for her, so she can meet them. It's easier that way to be sure that it is a good match. Horses have personalities just as surely as people do, after all."
“Yes they certainly do. I once knew a Captain who couldn’t get his horse to move unless he whistled it a tune. Was the funniest thing we had ever seen, and the guys on the pickets swore the horse would bob it’s head to the music from the campfires,” laughed Beron as he walked along the crushed stone pathway and into the barn.
The barn itself was a wonder, well made with good thick beams and a rich stain to all the wood. Beron was from a farm, and he was impressed at how clean and well kept the barn was. Fresh bedding, the straw fragrant and sweet was in many of the stalls, while a groom scrubbed the floor of a stall that was emptied. Distracted by the sight of so many familiar chores, Beron was listening to the Lady Sha’hal, but his caution was lowered and he replied, “I think Isla would find this place amazing Lady. I will definitely bring her here soon to get her acquainted with both the farm and any likely mares.”
Turning around he stopped as he saw a groom leading a horse out of the stall and toward the paddock. The horse was elegant and strongly built. A well brushed coat of gray coat and a good thick mane, drew the eye but as he watched the horse being led, Beron noticed the massive chest and strong muscles. Calling to the groom, he approached the horse, whistling softly to get the gray to turn his head towards him. As he got closer, he could see that the legs were clean and free of blemishes. At a guess he expected that the horse stood at just over 15 hands, and as Beron gazed at the horse, it seemed to regard him as well. Smart, and looks like an animal that enjoys a run Beron thought to himself as the Lady caught up with them.
“A fine gelding you have here Lady. He caught my eye right away,” Beron said with a smile as he continued to inspect the horse. Given their conversation he knew there would be no offence taken to his keen regard.
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