#debukefarmhold

Lanark gives a brisk unrelenting trot!

Siv blinks at Sylvi showing off her skills, "If I try to get near that mean old horse he looks ready to bite my face off"

Sylvi smiles, her voice unsteady with the rhythm of the trot. "He and I work together." This is clearly the case, as she's riding him without either bridle or saddle, just hand and leg pressure and voice. She's even barefoot.

"Give me a ship anyday" she says , but she's on top of Blueberry

"WOOOooooooo..." A black, white & blue streak flies by!

Lanark snorts at the show off stallion. Much like a mean old man not crazy about some young punk on his lawn, but Stormwake is already blurred past

"And then there are those what are horse crazy" Siv observes

A beautiful Firemare gallops free faster than BOTH stallions!

"Dagmar's gotten a LOT better since she started!"

"She claims it's just memory but..wow... hey did you see Sis's Firemayre? That's Cinder..she's pure Chimera but.. wow"

"That's Jessica's? What's she doing up here?"

"She dropped her off I guess. " Siv says

"For safety, and possibly breeding" Clem says from nearby

"Breeding I can understand, but safety?" Sylvi slows her horse and looks at the Firemare. "She looks like she could defend herself pretty well."

"Oh she can, but you may not notice this, trolls are protective sorts of folks they care about" Clem says

Siv brows at that.

"I get that," she nods, "but still, putting something you love so far out of reach that you don't get to love it? Especially when the thing you love can take care of itself?" A shrug. "Sometimes I think Jess is maybe too protective."

When Dagmar has gone charging off at a bit of a distance, Sylvi leans forward and pats Lanark's neck, saying, "I want to try something...easy walk, okay?"

Siv bites her lips at something Sylvi said there.

Lanark allows it.. he'll follow this plan.

Sylvi misses Siv's reaction...she's pressing her hands on Lanark's withers and leaning forward, shifting her lower legs so she ends up kneeling on the horse's back as he walks. Then slowly...slowly...she tries to plant her bare feet close to her hands, getting into a crouch.

Lanark doesn't seem freaked out. Maybe at his age he's seen a lot and is hard to surprise

Siv's attention shifts at this.

"Okay..." Sylvi murmurs, and after she gets the rhythm of his pace, she tries to stand.

"Careful...." Siv says.

It's different from the cheerleading work Sylvi has done, but close enough this should work

She remembers to keep her knees flexible, and slowly...

And it does! it works!

Siv grins. Her own gymnastics training means she knows how hard this is

"Hey! Siv! I did it! I'm doing it!" Arms out to the side, she stands tall atop the war horse.

"you are!" Siv says

Clem looks over Oh Gods. I can see it now 'Sorry our farm broke your daughter, Hearth Kerri... you're young, have another'

Sylvi stays up like that for a while, and looks like she's tempted to try something else...but apparently decides against it and eases back down to sit astride Lanark's back, leaning to hug his neck. "That was So Cool," she murmurs to him. "Thank you."

Nicker nod... Lanark isn't one for showing sentimentality but hey.

"Okay, that was amazing" Siv says

"yes, most impressive," Clem says "COuld you warn a chief before you risk your skull like that? I have to talk to your mother and father if you get killed on the farm. Juuust saying."

Sylvi looks a little breathless. "I bet I could get really good at that if I practiced. Maybe even while he's going faster."

"Oh..." a sheepish grin. "Sorry, Chief Clem. I just...got inspired?" she tries for guilt-free explanation.

"Just make sure I or one of the others who can heal is nearby if you practice that more," Clem says firmly, but knowing telling the girl flat out NO will make her want it more.

"You could do a circus act I bet," Siv beams.

"Yes ma'am," Sylvi says to Clem. "Well, I think I'm years away from anything like that!" she says to Siv's comment...but the notion does seem to be planted.

Clem gives Sylvi a look at the two girls, "Well, thank you. As for circuses... careful now. There's only three fae circuses I know that aren't shifty or dangerous and even those can have their risks"

"You...know them? Know people in them?"

Clem eyes them, then "I Know two by reputaiton, one personally"

A thoughtful look, and then Sylvi pets Lanark's neck. "Well...well, I don't know if I could do it on any horse other than Lanark...."

"Oh you could," Siv says

"Lanark's pretty special" Clem says "But trick riding takes a lot of practice period."

"It is kind of like cheerleading, I guess, though."

"So you're saying other horses could learn this, or maybe a circus would have them already trained to do it" SIv says

Clem raises a brow "I'm not saying anything that will end up with Sylvi looking her mom and dad in the eye and saying "mom, dad- Auntie Clem told me I'm good enough to run away to a circus!'"

Sylvi raises her right hand. "I swear, I'll keep your name out of it! That is, IF I ever say anything about it at all!"