(got to go pack for snowy holiday, bye for now!)

(Okie dokie! Have fun! :D)
"Yes, but I'm good at that, so it doesn't happen much." She noted lightly, "And I don't know what I'd do in an English saddle." She added, biting her lower lip in thought before her face scrunched up as he laughed at his own joke, "Thats a little pathetic, laughing at you own joke, do you know that?" She questioned, offering a small smile, though it was very forced.

(im back, turns out we arent leaving for another hour)

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"well an english saddle is just a saddle without all the strappy bits and lumpy bits of a western saddle. i love riding engish, its great." he said. "nah it isnt, i knew you werent going to laugh, so why shouldnt i?" he notised Ellie was a very firm girl. sticking to her beliefs and not budging. he noticed her face screw up as he laughed.

(Oop, well have fun for when you go anyway!)
"A western saddle is comfortable." She concluded, "I doubt an English one is? I was watching you earlier- you ride with your stirrups very short." She observed in more of a questioning style, but took his word for it. "It's your own joke, it takes away the funny bit if you laugh!" She blurted out quickly.

"English saddles can be comfortable too. I only raise my stirrups when I jump. It improves my balance " he grinned at her. "If you say so. I can laugh can I not?" He raised his eyebrows, face stern. Then he broke out laughing as he saw her puzzled face. Ellie was growing on him.

"You can laugh when A; your joke is actually funny, and B: when its not your own joke." She shrugged, ignoring his expressions. She was one if those bland people, who could seem boring until she no longer wanted to be. "Do you not have anything else to do other than sit in the sun all day?" She asked with a subtle smile. While she thought his constant happiness was a little annoying, just because it was difficult to get a reaction out of him, it was somewhat of a relief. He seemed like one of those people who could brighten your day, even if you didn't want it lit up.

'whatever you say." he said. "well, ive ridden, cleaned tack, mucked out and done an assortment of other stuff. so long as Nero's happy and i have nothing to do, i can stay on this rock all i like." he said with ease."don you have better things to do than sit talking to some ponsy english rider?" he said, smiling at her. he was debating asking her to sit with him, but decied to wait.

"I have to ride a little la-" She paused, "I have plenty to do, just not right now. And you do realize it was you that started talking to me right?" She finished with a small chuckle, before looking around to see the barn, where she could see could only just see Frosts head, which made her smile internally. After her ride yesterday, Ellie was rather looking forward to working with the mare... But she also know it would get difficult when Frost got bored again.

"was it really me? well it was you who stayed to chat, wasnt it?" he said, laughing. he hopped up and hoip-skipped-and-jumped over to the fence. "see, not sitting on a rock now am i? a fence is quite different." he joked. Sam was in a bubbly, happy mood. he noticed everything arond him from the golden sun to the honneybees buzzing around lazily. and every thing, every tiny thing was making Sam feel like they luckinest guy on the planet. he ha his horse, he had his family and he had his sort-of new friend.

"Yeah, and what a mistake that was." She rolled her eyes teasingly as she watching him prance towards her."And yes, the fence is quite a spectacle!" She nodded softly. He seemed in a constant good mood, which was strange to her, but a little refreshing. She cocked her head to him questioningly before glancing at her watch, "I need to go sort Frost out, so you can go back to sunning yourself on the rock." She offered a smirk, leaning away from the fence.