You pat Jackie softly on the side of her head. “How about we go for a ride together, aye Jackie?” You asked. The farm hadn’t had many visitors lately, so Jackie probably hadn’t been getting out very often. It was sad picturing this lovely and energetic horse all alone in her stall, waiting for a ride that just wasn’t coming. The least you could do for her was help her get some exercise.
The mare eye’s lit up like a star at you suggestion, and eagerly she nickered in agreement. Happy the she was happy, you moved to the bag of riding gear which dangling from the pillar beside her stall. Taking her saddle in hand, you shuffled back over to Jackie, and fitted it onto the mare as gently as you possibly could. Jackie watched you do so without complaint, her gorgeous eyes absorbing your every move as you worked.
The final sinch of the final strap, you pull back a bit to admire your handwork. Jackie nickered happily again, and waltzed around the stall in a small circle, as though she were a fashion model showing off her outfit to a non-existent crowd. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the display.
“Wow. Looks like someone wants give Glitter a run for her money.” You commented as the mare came to a stop in front of you. Jackie made an action of mock offense, raising her head back and softly snorting. You couldn’t tell if it was from being viewed as second best to the other mare or if it was from being compared to Glitter in the first place.
Again, you chuckled. Now that the jokes were done, it was time to get down to it. You pulled the riding helmet from the gear bag and strapped it to your head, before hoisting yourself up onto Jackie’s waiting back without issue. When you were first starting out riding Jackie, getting yourself into the saddle was a great hassle; now it was practically second nature to you. You guess you had Jackie to thank for that, being so patient with your inexperienced self and all.
You reached down to caress your partner’s mane. “Alright, girl. Just around the stall for a littl-”
Jackie was off before you could finish. Easily, she sailed over the stall’s boundaries and sped towards the stable doors, towards the tiny gap in the middle that lead to the world outside. She burst them loudly open with her great strength and the built-up momentum, and without so much as a hitch was off into the great outdoors. The rain lightly danced upon her face and the fog above muted the warm sun, but that didn’t dishearten Jackie in the slightest.
Frantically, you clung to the mare as she soared through the rain like an avatar of the very wind itself. “W-woah, woah, Jackie! Woah, girl!” You called out to her, struggling to keep her flowing hair out your mouth as you spoke. Maybe she heard or maybe she didn’t; regardless, it didn’t seem like she had any plans on stopping anytime soon.
You decided to let her have this. She must have been positively brimming with unspent energy from all the time spent cooped up in her stall. No one, human or animal, was out in the field right now. It was just Jackie, and you along with her for the ride. So why not let her have her fun? You steered yourself, and continued to cling tightly to her.
Eventually, after what felt like half an hour bouncing up and down on Jackie’s back, you could feel the mare begin to slow down. Good thing too, you were close to running out of strength to keep holding on. She calmed herself down into a more peaceful pace as she slowly trekked towards a nearby tree. With the wind now weakened and the bouncing subsided, you could hear her labored breathes loud and clear, and beneath your hands feel the frantic beating of her heart.
Beneath the tree, free from the gentle bombardment of the rain, Jackie gave a ragged grunt and shook herself. Instantly you could tell she was asking you to get off, so you did, and come to sit with your back against the tree. Jackie walked around for a little bit, before settling down beside you, close enough for you to easily stroke her mane and neck if you so wanted. Despite the soreness in your arms from clinging for so long, you did so to the best of your currant ability, and felt Jackie affectionately lean into your touch.
The two of you sat there in the relative quiet of the outdoors for a good while, listening to the subdued pitter-patter of rain mixed together with each other’s gradually stabilizing breathes. You looked at her, and saw her looking back at you, and you knew for certain that if everyday were like this, you would never want to leave New Days Farm.
Then, a certain sound tore you from your thoughts.
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