come with me pleasee

ii honestly didn't expect him to be so full of it that morning, id shown up with the plan of a relaxed trip out, maybe an hour. but he had zero interest in that plan and the second I started tacking him up he was already on with the ears going everywhere and feet shuffling. that big pretty blue and dark eye was not missing a single thing happening around him. but it wasn't because he was nervous, i guess he was just excited. he kept nudging my arm while i was trying to sort the girth out too, but i know while he was being slightly annoying he was just being silly, I knew he was trying to hurry me. i told him to knock it off and he looked completely unbothered about it, he was soo innocent

once ready we walked out of the yard before he immediately started pulling at the reins to show that he wanted to go faster. i think this will turn out something more than just a small casual walk i thought and giggled under my breath

we got closer to a trail in the woods before he really locked in, he saw it way before i really managed to proccess it properly . it was a long and open trail through the pines with a very good footing. i guess he just decided to aim himself at it, with his charge i just gave him the rein. i dont even know how to explain how it went, it was like a massive wave that came out of nowehere as i got pushed back into the saddle before i caught back my balance and went on properly with a nice gallop through the forest. at least his mane wasnt right in my face that would be absolutely hitting me right now. i could feel his gallop thundering on the dirt path, it was a comforting sound, but with the cool air hitting my face i definitely wanted to hide myself closer to his neck but it felt so good despite that cool morning, because the weather was nice, the ride was nice and i was feeling hopeful this teddy was perfect for it. i smiled and gave him a little pat in the thought process. there was a moment where i just closed my eyes for a second and just listened to the sound of his feet and the wind through the pines with birds chirping every now and then. small sounds that just always mattered to me at those moments

we finally came out of the trees onto a very long open hillside, it was sooo pretty.. he walked himself next to a rock and i got off before he went next to me to eat some grass. i took a happy stretch and a big yawn before i really took the time to admire the spot, which was so beutiful with the tall pale grass and big grey sky. i turned around and took a look at the big guy, which was definitely much more relaxed now. i think he clearly had lot of energy waiting to get out since morning, and was glad he finally got it out.

i sat down on the rock for a few minutes and just watched him graze. he was so unbothered, completely in his own world, that big dark coat catching what little light was coming through the clouds. i really had absolutely zero desire to move. if i could have stayed on that hill for the rest of the day i genuinely think i would have. but eventually he lifted his head and looked at me with the look of we’re going or what?"

i took him by the bridle and walked next to the ridge for a bit, some stretches again from the both of us before i called a day at this spot. i gave him a good hug and a pat and jumped on

on the way back we bumped into a stream, but before i knew it i had no chance of stopping him from walking straight into it. it's fine though, only his feathers got soaked, and he didn't care. he actually seemed pretty pleased with himself about it which i found very silly. i gave him a pat on the neck and let him have it, fair enough

as we exited the trail, and finally got back at the yard it sure was a whole different pony to what i started with when i tacked him up. i stared at him for a really long while because i couldn't stop thinking how many more fun trips we'd have like this, and i couldn't stop adoring how amazing his coat was looking like.. all that black with the pale patches catching the light, and the feathering still a little damp from the stream remembering of the nice trip. he really looked like something out of a painting honestly. i ran my hand along his neck while he stood there all relaxed and unbothered and thought about how different this morning could have gone if i hadn't just trusted him and gone with it. i really hope there’ll be more mornings like this again, or that i’ll even see him more at all, i sure had a really good impression of him and i hope he had a good time with me too