As Micah approached the stable, the Tirano immediately pointed her butt at the door of the stable.
"Hey, I was wondering if you could turn your face over here"
Micah spoke a lot in a calm voice, but the Tirano lay down his ear and kicked Gaan up the iron door, with all the rejections.
"Well, that's right. Well, that would be a human disbelief..."
(The relationship between a person and a horse is close to that between a supervisor and a subordinate in terms of riding and having instructions given and followed. Even though trust is the most important thing... · If you're analogous, from the Tirano, it's a situation where your boss suddenly replaces you and your boss beats you or kicks you for unreasonable reasons "because you can't keep up with the pace of your work" if you work as usual. Well, that makes you want to bite and kick in self-defense. It would also be traumatic... not if you think about horses alone for a long time! Bad! We only have less than 10 minutes left! If this happens, it's a forced breakthrough!
"Hey, the Tirano! I know how you feel, but if you don't dress up as a horse, they'll make you meat. Please help me. Still, it's a good muscled back leg."
Micah took her hand from the iron lattice on the door of the horse house and put it on the top of her rear leg at unkicked height.
The Tirano just said, "If you can't reach the kick, it's until you bite it," and he turned his face toward the entrance.
Mica didn't miss that timing, she opened the door and went into the horse house, holding the nose of the Tirano with her right arm as she tried to bite it, holding it in so that she wouldn't open her mouth.
Remaining in that state, he confirmed that he was visible in the eyes of the Tirano, and Mica spoke with a serious look.
"The Tirano, I want to help you. I swear I will never whip, kick or punch you. Please! Just give me one chance."
In the gap where the Tyrannos gave a crucified look to the words, Mica shut up sassy and took the Tyrannos outside the stable, connecting her handles to the connecting yard.
(9 minutes left? Given the time limit, in the case of back digging and brushing of the hooves, it is not necessary to understand the health of the legs and build trust. Yeah. I'm fine. I could dress a horse in three minutes!
Micah, before the nose of the Tirano, offered a brush. The Tirano sniffed a brush with Humphung.
"I'm going to put this brush on now. Even if it tickles, be patient to bite. It's for your health. I'm brushing from the neck. Yeah, yeah, that's good. Wow, you're losing a lot of hair. You haven't had it brushed for a while. Beautiful chestnut hair. I brush around my stomach. It'll tickle you, but be patient. Look, I was trying to bite you. Let's just remember not to bite."
Is the Tirano still a long-standing habit, and when the brush went from neck to body, he immediately tried to bite, look at the gaps and try to turn and kick.
But if you let those bareback gestures appear at all, you noticed it was useless to defy this guy because Micah cautions you just "if you kick it, you can't" and "if you bite it, you can't", and the Tirano grew more and more popular.
I finished brushing and back digging, and I finished putting the saddle on, so all I had to do was put on the hammer.
But at that point, something went wrong.
The Tyrannos won't open their mouths at all, so I can't put a hammer on them.
(Crazy! I only have about a minute left! Tirano, please, keep your mouth shut!
If you look closely, there was an ancient wound at the right end of the mouth of the Tirano.
"You've had too many pulls on the Tyrannos and injured your mouth. Pathetically, it would have hurt. Well, you don't like to hammer it, do you? I know how you feel. But just give me one chance! I will never be forced to pull the reins!
The desperate thoughts were conveyed, and the Tirano opened his mouth so loudly that Micah did not miss the gap, went through the hammered, tightened her head, crossed the horse one by one, and went out to the stable.
"Twenty-nine minutes, 50 seconds." You picked it up. But I won't stop disposing of the Tyrannos unless I get first place in disability equestrian grades! … · Already, Master Claude has finished driving the Everest, and there is not a single drop in the fault bar, giving me a great time of 75 seconds with zero reduction. You'll never be able to do more than this!
Dr. Wade said away with a distorted grin.
Mica went to see how the disorder was, as she constantly walked the Tirano.
Disability equestrianism is a competition that goes beyond a dozen hurdles around 100 cm in horses.
Reduce points when a horse drops a bar by touching a disability, etc. Also, if a horse avoids or defies an obstacle, it is a reduction, and if the defiance continues, it becomes disenfranchised. Of course, falling horses or violating paths can also be disenfranchised.
(On top of 14 120cm faults, is the last one a water faulty? Both the Tyrannos and I are in a blank situation, and taking first place is close to impossible...)
A water hose is a disorder where there is a moat where water is stored, and many horses are reluctant to see if they are afraid of water reflexes. Horses are originally cowardly animals, so most horses defy them, unless they are usually well tamed by water candles, a difficulty disorder.
As Micah looked at the handicap with a harsh look on her face, Claude on the Everest dropped by on a light fast walk with a seemingly sorry face and said:
"I'm sorry I knew it was a situation where the Tirano had to come first. I walked as slowly as I could, but the Everest was too good, and I had a good time."
Jess on the Volcon with black deer hair approached and spoke.
"Crowe told me what was going on! Micah got into trouble, too, and it was a disaster! Still, Crowe's an asshole, too. If that were the case, I should have deliberately misrouted or fallen horse at the end of the day!
"Did you have that hand? Sorry I didn't think about it."
Micah hastily said to Claude, who had become sober.
"Fine, fine! And if you do that, the Everest, who ran so hard, is pathetic! It's okay! Do your best. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Dr. Wade to stay grounded and extend the life of the Tirano!
"Are you going to do that for the horse we just met today?"
Claude looked very surprised.
"Sort of. Besides, to save lives, it's cheap to be grounded!
(I really hate to bow my head to that Wade scum, though.) and Micah spoke brightly as she thought inside.
Sophia on the Max came on constant foot there. Beautiful riding posture and good horse guidance than I think I've ever ridden before today.
"Dear Mikael, I am so sorry for the inconvenience I caused you!
"Fine, fine! I said it myself! It's not Sophia's fault at all, so don't get sick! Still, you're so good at guiding me that I don't think I've ever been on it before!
"Thank you! Master Mikael! Thanks to Lord Jess for his easy-to-understand instruction!
"Call me Jess! Because I don't like being called Master Jess! Sophia's really quick to remember! It's amazing because I was reading in a book beforehand, because it's not quite what I can do!
Talking about it, Dr. Wade took an anger.
"What are you talking about for nothing! We're in class! It's your turn next, Jess, because you're driving in the order in which you were able to dress your horses! So far, only one Lord Claude has lost zero points. Try to stay close!
"Oh, did you call me! Heck, I'm going now. Hey! I need to be number one. It doesn't seem to affect Micah, so suppose I'm going for about 80 seconds of time with zero reduction!
Jess saluted gracefully and when he got started, he let the Volcon walk at a relaxed pace. Jess carefully handicapped herself while daring to travel far away, driving without loss to the end.
The time was just 80 seconds.
(Jess is a man of words. I have to apprentice. From what I've seen, you'll be out in about 10 minutes. Not good, not enough time at all. I wanted to loosen you up more, but I'd have to walk away already.
"Whew!"
Micah was surprised when she walked the Volcon. The recoil is so big and unique.
(For those who have less experience riding, do not settle immediately.)
That's when I heard Dr. Wade.
"Then, Sophia Kitty, it's your turn! Get ready to put out the obstacle!
"What!"
I heard Sophia's confused voice.
Micah got angry and ran her horse to Dr. Wade.
(Ha!? What are you talking about stupid!? Let Sophia do the 120cm handicap she just rode the horse for the first time today!? If I did that, it would only have a negative impact on horses and people! I don't know if you want to bully civilians or what, but you're crazy!
Claude on the Everest blocked Micah's destination.
"Micah! I'm going to protest Dr. Wade! Don't worry, I won't let you do such a lame thing! Micah, it's almost time to drive. I'll take care of this place, and Mika will focus on the preparatory campaign for the Tirano."
"Claude! Sure, Claude's words will reach that authoritarian teacher better... Okay, I got it! Thanks, thanks!
Micah left it to Claude to go back to the prep stable and jump the 100-centimetre obstacle for practice.
The Tirano seems to have been disabled for a long time, was it excited or overpaced, caught and jumped, so the rear leg caught the bar of disability fell.
(At 100 centimeters, the 120-centimeter handicap flight is pretty desperate... No, I don't have time to be desperate. Concentrate on what you need to do now! In order to get the stiffness of the hind legs, I need to give him a bigger relaxing walk and a little more familiarity with the disorder so he can reclaim his mind and guide him not to be overly aware of the disorder.
Claude seems to have successfully talked to me, and Sophia's driving seems to have been stopped safely.
A student on his next turn is driving. The student was running at zero loss at a fairly good speed, but the horse stopped suddenly in front of the last watertight disorder, and fell horse and lost his rights.
Next is finally the turn of the Mica and the Tirano.
Dr. Wade came all the way to pressure me before I drove.
"Nice! Don't forget! Being number one in grades is a condition to stop disposing of the Tirano! Master Claude's grades, zero points. Unless it's time for 75 seconds, I won't admit it! Well, you'll never make it!
Micah responded with a smile as she insisted on kicking her ass on the Tirano.
"I sincerely thank you for the opportunity alone. We will try our best."
Mica entered the stadium and calmed down by stroking the neck of the Tirano, saluting and getting off to a start.
The Tirano suddenly made an icky walk, as if it had been switched on by some means.
(The Tyrannosaurus… This child is a strong type in production. Maybe this will get you there!
The Tirano somehow overflew the first and second obstacles, and the combination faults installed in the third succession that continued also crossed smoothly as if flying through the sky.
Micah guided the curve so that it could be shortcut, saving her time successfully.
And with zero reduction, we finally reached the 14th last-minute watertight disorder.
(What do we do!? I don't know how bad I don't like the Tirano! If you go too far, you'll fall for it, and... No, but we have to believe the Tyrannos here!
In response to Micah's trust, the Tirano flew without frightening the water of the last, but Micah got lost. It was probably a little late and out of balance.
I didn't have to drop the horse, but the back leg of the Tirano caught a little on the bar of disability.
The bar broke loose as a gran, but fortunately it didn't fall.
"Good! Zero reduction! What time is it?"
"Time is 73 seconds." "Number one in this class is the Tirano."
Dr. Wade said it with a face that looked like he had chewed up a bitter bug.
From the students, cheers and applause arose.
Later, according to what I heard, Jess told all the students about the situation just before the Tyrannos drove.
The Tirano proudly rang when he punched his nose.
"Thank you, Tirano! Good luck!"
As Mica stroked the neck of the Tirano and worked for her, she saw Sophia in the distance uplifting her face and throwing a hot glance at Mica. Micah gave Sophia a smile and waved.