After Willow’s okay-ish round concluded and the applause from the last Western Pleasure class faded behind her, Taylor swung down from the saddle with a long exhale, running her hand down the mare’s neck, pride swelling in her chest even as the mare let out a tired snort. “Really, you were amazing.”, she whispered, “We’ll keep working on it, huh?” Willow nudged her softly, and Taylor grinned, leading her back towards the trailer with the lightness of someone who had finished som...
