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Have you ever gone walking through a forest and felt as though you saw a glimmer of something strange? Driving down the road and could have sworn that section of road should have lasted a few more seconds? Welcome to Twin Brooks, Washington. You won't find us on any map, nor can you just stumble across us whilst on a hike. To get here, you need magic. Now, don't get me wrong, quite a few of our little ol' town are “Normies,” but the rest-- myself included, mind you-- are anything but normal. But don't let that trouble you folk, alright?

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 Hold Your Horses! (melanie)
 Posted on: Mar 31 2018, 08:46 PM
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It was almost weird to see the sun out after such a miserable fucking week. Or maybe it was a month. It was hard to tell. The days all kind of bled together when they all were overcast and rain soaked. The grass in the paddocks squished underfoot, overly sodden from the constant storm. Honestly, Cillian was surprised there was even any grass left and that it hadn't all washed away. Despite that though, the creatures were all happy to be out again. Some grazed on the fresh grass, clearly grateful for something to eat other than the oats and hay they'd been subsisting on since the storms. The younger creatures ran across the open fields. Grass flew up under hoof and claw, the water and mud beneath splattering up with each step.

Cillian leaned against the railing of the winged horse enclosure. It was great seeing the animals so happy, but this humidity was honestly horrible. The sleeves of his long sleeved shirt were shoved up past his elbows, and the slight curl to his hair was starting to become a bit more than "slight." He wanted nothing more than to just go back inside and avoid all of this, but sadly his job required him to be out here. Seeing how happy the animals though almost made it worth it. Almost.

Where the hell was Melanie?

An annoyed sound rumbled in Cillian's chest as he glanced down at his watch. She was late. She was never late, so he couldn't get too angry at her. Really, it was more concerning than annoying. Maybe her bastard of a brother's motorcycle had broken down again. Or maybe she had an after school thing to do today. Was it a school day? Yeah. It was Thursday. Did Melanie have after school things on Thursday? Not that he could remember. Had she asked off? Damn. He really needed to keep up with this shit better.

An excited knicker left the winged horses as they began to gallop together around the paddock. Their heads tossed with wild joy, wings extended out almost as if they would take off into the sky at any moment. The sight brought a smile to the normally scowling man's face. Seeing them like this was a good reminder for why he wanted to even have the barn in the first place. Yeah, he did it because he wanted to be around animals to make up for the time he wouldn't be able to like before he settled down here. But allowing other people to see these animals like this when they may have never seen them before was surprisingly rewarding. It was a good reminder that even though he knew a lot about these animals, other people didn't. This was as close as they would probably get to magical creatures, even if they spent their entire lives in the magical world. And the fact that he got to give people their first experience with these animals was honestly pretty great.

Cillian's smile fell into a grimace.

God.

That was some overly sentimental bullshit.

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Oh, no! I'm late!

Melanie looked at the watch wrapped around her wrist before looking up again, her eyes widening as she noticed that she was heading straight for a large branch sticking out from the canopy. "Whoa!" A small surprised squeal escaped her lips as she nearly dodged it, her white and gold wings flapping rapidly behind her as she hovered in the air for a moment. A nervous sweat collecting on her brow from the shock of almost slamming right into a tree. That was certainly a close call. Momentarily reaching up to wipe the droplets off on the sleeve of her oversized denim jacket she continued on, flying as fast as she could. Her golden hair wiping wildly behind her as her eyes watered slightly due to the cold gale lashed at her face.

She had totally forgotten that Calix had detention after school today due to getting into yet another fight with a student. It had been so sudden that she hadn't written it down to remind herself, which caused her to sit around for too long before the thought had even crossed her mind. This left her with no choice but to quickly change into some street clothes before flying all that way from Sacred Oaks Academy to Horse Feathers Grange. It was an exhausting feat, but she could manage. Sort of...

Her eyes widened slightly as the sight of the familiar red barn came into view, her heart pounding inside of her chest in both excitement and anxiety. Of course, she was glad to have made it to work, but what was Mr. Stroth going to say about her tardiness? A low, anxious sound vibrated in the back of her throat as she imagined what he was going to say when she arrived. Hopefully, he would take it a bit easy on her with the tongue lashing since this was the first time she had actually been late for any of her shifts. In fact, she had always been early. He couldn't be too angry, right?

Shaking her head she cleared her mind of her troubling thoughts before promptly making her decent as she drew closer, her feet soon landing on the gravel driveway of the cottage that sat in the front of the large property. Not wasting any more time she ran toward the back, her breath heavy as she proceeded to push herself even further. Lifting her arm she checked the time once more before a soft gasp left her parted lips. Fifteen minutes late already? A deep groan escaped her before she picked up the pace.

Skidding to a halt before the large gate she undid the latch before squeezing her way between the small space she had opened for herself before turning around and slamming it shut. Checking to make sure the latch was secured she managed her way over to the fenced enclosure of the herd of winged horses, catching sight of the disheveled looking male. "I am s-so... sorry that I'm... l-late!" She sputtered before bowing apologetically in front the other, her breath coming out short and heavy as her lungs worked hard to regain the oxygen they had lost in her rush to get here. "I-I forgot that Calix... had detention t-today..."

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Cillian's attention drifted away from the horses and towards the front gate of the ranch, watching as his young employee literally flew down the path towards the enclosure where he stood. The way she was acting Cillian almost thought that this was the first time she was late to anything, and from what he knew of the girl he honestly wouldn't be too surprised. He felt a small twinge of guilt as she bowed to him and all but begged for forgiveness for her tardiness. Cillian raised a hand towards her almost in a shooing gesture as he looked back at the horses. "Don't worry about it. It's your first time. And I'm in a good mood today, so we can pretend it didn't happen." The man crossed his arms over the bar at the top of the fence before resting his head on them. "Just for future reference, though, you should call or message your employer if you're running late. Others may not take too kindly to it." Though he said that, he knew he wasn't much the type to check his phone even if she were to message or call him. But this was certainly not going to be her only job in her life and he at least hoped he could help prepare her for them even if he didn't quite adhere to some of what he warned her would happen.

The normie glanced at Melanie from the corner of his eye, offering a bit of a smile to reassure her. "Sit down. Not on the ground. It's wet. I'm sure there's a chair in the barn. Grab some water while you're at it. You look exhausted." The poor girl's hair was a windblown mess and her face was more flushed than he'd ever seen it. She definitely needed a rest.

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The young nephilim felt her legs wobble underneath her weight momentarily before she steadied herself, moving to place the palms on her knees to stabilize herself and to allow herself a small reprieve. A deep ache began to settle in her teeth and lungs from her sharp inhales of the cold air. It surely wasn't a pleasant sensation. God, how long had it been since she last exercised? Albeit her dance lessons, she really didn't do much of it. Not to mention eating all the sweets that she did on a daily basis didn't help her any. A soft sound a relief left her parted lips as Cillian said that he would allow this one instance slide, her shoulders sagging slightly with the action. "O-Okay... Will do," she said before holding up a thumbs up as a sign that she had learned her lesson. Though, she had a feeling that her employer wouldn't have checked his phone even if she had sent a text in advance...

Standing up straight once more she felt the soles of her feet pulse with pain, causing a small wince to flash across her face. Had she really strained herself that easily? At the other's words, she nodded her head in agreement. It certainly would do her some good to get a few moments rest before getting on with her usual duties. She was no good to the normie exhausted as she was. "Alright. Ten minutes or so should get me back to tip-top shape."

She offered a small smile before turning around and heading inside the barn, not baring to go any faster than a slow walk as to keep the dull ache in her heels from increasing any further. Turning her head around she soon spotted a small wooden stool just off to the side of one of the barn doors. Plopping herself down she sighed, leaning her back against the wooden structure before closing her eyes for just a moment. The sound of something rustling in the stall just to her left made her open her eyes, quickly greeted with the sight of the elderly ass-bittern sticking his head out and blinking at her lazily. "Hey, Alf." Reaching up she gently stroked the creatures neck.

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Cillian pushed himself away from the railing of the paddock as Melanie shuffled away into the barn. He followed, afraid that she would possibly pass out on the floor if she took another step. Luckily, that wasn't the case as she managed to find a stool near the ass-bittern stall and took a seat. Cillian walked past her, over into the room that double as a tack storage and an office of sorts. He knelt down, pulling open the mini fridge to retrieve a bottled water for his employee before standing.

As he stood, the glint of metal on one of the bridles hanging from the wall caught his eye. The rancher paused for a moment, studying the bridle. Today would be such a nice day for a ride. They were usually pretty dead on the weekdays, so it wouldn't really hurt to take one of the horses out on the trail. And besides, the fresh air would be good for the horse. And him.

The normie left the room, turning the plastic bottle in his hand as thoughts raced in his mind. He paused next to Melanie, offering the water out to her. "Would you like to go for a ride today?" he asked, not letting himself take more time to think about the situation. If he thought about it more, he would definitely talk himself out of it. But now that he came to think of it... Did Melanie even know how to ride? Surely she did. Though, he guessed it wouldn't be too uncommon for someone who didn't know how to ride a horse to work around them. But the idea of it was certainly strange. Even more strange, to him, since she'd never even mentioned it. Had she just been too afraid to ask?

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Moving her hand away from the heron-equine hybrid's neck she moved to ramage through her purse, feeling around for her glamour. It had to be in here somewhere... She stuck her tongue out as she continued moving her hand about the inside of the handbag.

Digging deeper into the contents of her bag her fingers tangled with the familiar leather cord that secured the magical item in question. Tugging it out she held the shiny green adder stone before her eyes, smiling to herself slightly at her small achievement. "Here we go," she mumbled to herself. Carefully pulling her head through the cord she let the pendant drop against her chest. It only took a second before the charm went into effect, making her white and gold wings vanish before her eyes yet the sensation of them being there did not leave. It was still a bit weird for her to wear a glamour, having almost never worn one from long periods of time, but she was slowly getting used to it. The weirdest part was seeing herself without them.

The young nephilim perked up as she heard the rancher speak to her before reaching out to take the water bottle that was offered to her. "Go for a ride?" A confused look rose to her facial features, tilting her head to the side slightly. "You mean like riding horses? I've never been," she confessed almost sheepishly as she reached up to rub the back of her neck.

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"Well," Cillian leaned against the wall of the barn, not really trying to hide the surprised look on his face. He knew better than to try to hide any kind of feelings around an empath. As much as he hated his emotions being laid bare to other people, it was kind of freeing to not have to pretend he was feeling a certain way. There was no point in hiding it if they could tell you were lying. The British man reached up and scratched the back of his head before dropping it back to his side with a heavy sigh. "We're going to have to fix that, now aren't we?"

The normie pushed himself away from the wall and headed back down the hall toward the tack room, motioning for Melanie to follow. "Can't have you working in a stable where people come to ride the horses and you don't even know how to ride them. How're you going to be able to recommend what they ride when you have no fucking clue what you're talking about?" He presented all of this in a rather flat and practical tone, though he was quite excited about the prospect of teaching the girl how to ride. It would definitely be entertaining to watch at the very least.

Cillian reached out and removed one of the bridles hanging from the walls and handed it back for Melanie to take. "I'll teach you on one of the winged horses. They're better for beginners." He paused before glancing back at the teenager. "Of course, only if you would like to."

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The blonde felt a little embarrassed at the older male's surprise at her confession, making a faint red hue to crawl across her cheeks before reaching the tips of her ears. Was it really all that shocking for her to not know how to horseback ride? Didn't most people not know how to? However, her self-consciousness promptly melted away to excitement at the other's words, her head bobbing up and down in an almost frantic motion. Her bright green eyes sparkling with newfound energy. "Yes, we will!"

With her exhaustion forgotten she sprung up from the stool in order to follow Cillian, dashing toward him before slowing down to walk alongside him. A soft giggle sounded from her as she reached up to rub the back of her head. Her action certainly not helping the situation with her windblown hair. "That would definitely be a good thing before summer comes and more people want to ride." She could understand where he was coming from. She would have to learn this sooner or later or else she wouldn't be able to guide others through the trails and able to distinguish which one of the magical creatures were good for beginners and the ones that would be a better choice for those with more experience.

"Alright!" An excited chirp left her as the normie announced that they would be starting with the winged horses. Reaching down she unscrewed the cap of the water bottle she had been handed earlier before taking a rather large swig of it.

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An almost comforting expression came to Cillian's face as he realized his comment had embarrassed the girl. "I'm more surprised you don't know how since you seem to know so much about them. Just figured you would have pestered your uncle into lessons or something." And he was by no means a pro at riding, himself. He'd only learned a few years ago on a whim when he was traveling alone. If he thought about it for too long his bones still ached from the experience. Hopefully, Melanie wouldn't get thrown from the horses. At least they were well trained, more so than the ones he'd learned on. And her wings would probably keep her from hitting the ground.

The rancher nodded in agreement with Melanie's statement. "Precisely." They weren't exactly busy now, but as soon as the weather got to a point where it was staying warm and bored kids on summer break had nothing to do, they would start getting more customers. "And odds are, most people who come here will be beginners so we may have to give them some riding lessons. You knowing how to ride will help with that so I don't have to teach them all myself." All very practical reasons, but honestly, he wanted her to know mostly because it was such a great experience to have....

Waiting on Melanie to finish taking a drink from the bottle, Cillian offered the bridle and reins out to her again. "Here. It's a bit heavier than it looks." His eyes scanned the room, falling on the saddles that were made especially for the winged horses. He figured he should explain this to her while they were here. "There are different bridles and saddles for the different creatures. You can use the same ones on the hippogriffs and hippalectryons since they're build very much the same, but the winged horses need different ones. Their saddles are heavier and their bridles are larger." Cillian reached out and took a bridle made for a hippogriff off the wall, holding it up next to the one already in his hand to show. The hippogriff bridle was lighter, made of a thinner material. The bit attached to it was a different shape, better suited for a beak than a snout. "I'll show you all of the specifics later," he muttered as he hung up the other bridle.

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She offered a small shrug before reaching up to rub the back of her head, her usually bright grin turning into a somewhat sheepish smile. "It never really came to mind, I guess." It had never even occurred to her that she could take horseback riding lessons since there were no other ranches in Twin Brooks before Horse Feathers Grange. Honestly, it was hard to come by anything in this town due to it being almost completely cut off from the rest of the world. That is unless you wanted to go to the next town over.

Melanie continued to walk and listen to Mr. Stroth, nodding her head every now and again to signify that she was listening to every word. As practical as it all seemed for some reason she had a feeling he had a much kinder ulterior motive to all this, but it was only a hunch. "Hopefully I can get a hang of it before summer comes. The teaching part shouldn't be too hard since I have some experience," she added a bit hesitantly. Helping small children with homework wasn't really experience for teaching, but it was at least a start in her book. Plus how hard could it be to help others and give out instructions?

Promptly tucking the bottle into her purse she reached out to grab a hold of the bridle and reins that the other handed to her, her emerald eyes widening slightly at the weight of them. "You sure weren't kidding." Lifting her gaze from the bridle she watched as Cillian hold up the different bridles her had for the magical creatures, trying to keep in mind which one was which. Though she highly doubted he expected her to memorize all of it she would at least try to listen carefully so that she didn't need to ask so many questions later on. "Oh, I see. That makes a lot of sense," she murmured with a curt nod.

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It was good that she was so eager to learn. That would make it easier on both of them. Cillian smiled a bit again, nodding in agreement with what Melanie had said. "I'm sure you'll be pretty good at it by then. You've picked up on everything else rather quickly, so I'm sure this will be the case as well." Then again... learning to ride a horse was much different than learning how to just take care of one. Cillian bit the corner of his lip for a moment, thinking for a good comparison. "Have you started learning how to drive?" he asked almost cautiously. He didn't want her to get embarrassed again if she hadn't, but using a car as a comparison to a horse was a much better one than simply using an analogy of learning to ride a bicycle.

Cillian scoffed at Melanie's comment about teaching, more in amusement than derisiveness. "Teaching is always hard. Even when the people you're teaching are very eager to learn. You can have someone nearly pissing themselves with excitement with the fact that they get to learn how to ride, but if they're not good at it, they're just not good at it." He shrugged. "You should have no problem though. Especially with these horses. They know you, and your ability will help you out if you need it." The rancher's eyes narrowed a bit in thought. "Though your power can also be a detriment. These are highly empathic creatures, too. If they sense you're anxious, they're going to get anxious and then everything's going to go to shit."

Hooking the hippogriff bridle back on its hanger on the wall, Cillian hoisted up the saddle for the winged horses. Damn these things were heavy... He nodded over to one of the smaller saddles in the room. "Again, the smaller things are for the hippogriffs. The lighter the equipment, the better they can move."

The rancher adjusted his hold on the saddle, moving to carry it more over his shoulder than in his arms. He nodded to the quilted saddle blankets folded up neatly on the shelf. "Grab one of those and come on." Cillian wasted no time in making his way back out to the winged horse paddock, happily lifting the saddle from his shoulder with a relieved sigh as he set it down on the railing of the fence.

He nodded his messy, curly haired head out to the horses in the field as Melanie joined him. "I'll let you pick who you want to ride. See if you can tell by their personalities which would be the best for a beginner."

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The sophomore blushed softly at the older male's compliment, a light red hue dusting her cheeks as she smiled brightly at the praise. It always made her feel so much more confident and comfortable with what she was doing when she heard recognition like that. It certainly made her feel more motivated than ever. "I'll definitely try my best, Mr. Stroth! I won't let you down." At the other's question, she let out a nervous laugh, reaching up to twirl a golden strand of hair around her index finger. "I haven't just yet..." Honestly, she was a little scared to even attempt driving. She knew she would have to learn how to at some point, but she didn't feel quite ready yet to make that first step toward adulthood.

She would have shrunk back in embarrassment if it hadn't been for the amused tone in her employer's voice as he scoffed at her earlier comment. "Well, I was just thinking that due to my experience with children it shouldn't be too hard to deal with other teens and adults," she admitted. Again, her experience with children wasn't going to be too helpful in this situation, but it wasn't going to be completely unhelpful. Though, Cillian did have a good point. She surely couldn't argue with that. She nodded her head in understanding as the other went on to further explanation, looking a bit more hopeful. "Yeah, that is true. I can handle my ability pretty well for the most part so I don't think we will have any problem with having anything bad happen. Though, I could work on it more to make sure that I can handle settling their emotions more if they get scared or agitated." She couldn't help but think back to the night of the Fantasy of Lights parade when those two werecreatures scared Olympic and Blondie. That night hadn't gone well for her during that whole altercation, and she couldn't allow herself to become affected by the winged horse's emotions like she had. Especially when she would be in charge of a whole group and she couldn't depend on Konane or Mr. Stroth to help her in a time of need.

Nodding her head she gave the other a wide grin. "Got it!" Watching as the older male nodded over the shelves the blonde looked over to see a small stack of saddle blankets, promptly moving to go grab one before following closely behind to head back to the fenced enclosure where they had been earlier.

"Me?" She gulped anxiously as she was given the responsibility of choosing which horse to ride. Looking over the herd she pressed her lips together tightly as she gave great contemplation on which winged horse she should ride. It felt like a weight had been placed on her shoulders to make a decision, but she knew that she had to. She wanted to impress Cillian with her decision more than anything. Always wanting to get his approval.

Her eyes shifted toward the winged equines that were busy grazing, her focus placed on Wheatley, Olympic, and Blondie. She could already rule out Wheatley due to his temperamental and untrusting nature. Despite the attempts that she made to try and get him comfortable with her presence he still had yet to come out of his shell. She would love to give him a chance, but she knew that he would be no good to ride on as a beginner. That left her with only Olympic and Blondie to choose from. Both had very good temperaments, but the only difference was their ages. While Blondie was one of the youngest of the herd Olympic was older and would be a lot calmer and easier to ride. Her lips twisted in contemplation, feeling conflicted in choosing between the two. "Olympic...?" She finally said, looking over at Cillian with an unsure expression. She wondered if she had made the right choice despite going through all the traits of the Blue Roan Clydesdale in her head.

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Her excitement and eagerness was almost contagious. It was nice to see her so excited to do something. Though, really, Melanie was always excited to work with the animals. It was moments like these where Cillian was glad he had hired the girl. Sure, he could have found someone with more experience, but the likelihood of finding someone with as much heart were slim to none. He gave her a reassuring smile. "I know you won't." Well, her admission quelled the analogy he'd planned on using. Though, he wasn't all to surprised that she hadn't started learning yet. The town was small, so there wasn't exactly a huge need for a vehicle, and he was sure her wings lessened that even more. "Well," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose more in a sign of contemplation than in annoyance. "It is a bit like driving a car. You're controlling something much bigger than you. Like I said though, the big difference is that they are alive and have minds of their own."

She seemed confident to keep her ability under control while riding, and he really hoped she would be capable of it. She'd gotten better at controlling it, even from the short time he'd known her, so he didn't really doubt that she could. But she was only human.... well, not technically, but the analogy still stood. She was as capable of making mistakes as he was. "It's okay if you mess up. You're not going to ruin them or anything if you slip up with your ability, so don't worry yourself too much about it." He hoped he wasn't making her more anxious about learning to ride by over complicating it with bringing things like her power into it.

Cillian watched Melanie carefully as she looked out over the horses in the field. He could almost see her thought process as her eyes were drawn to some of the more distinguishable horses in the herd. There were a handful of them that would be good for her to learn on, but he was curious what her answer would be.

"Olympic?" the British man repeated the name of the horse she picked out. His dark brows rose in amusement. "Good choice." Though horses Olympic's size weren't usually used as riding horses, he knew that Olympic had the experience as one. "He won't be good for riding on the trails because of his size, but riding around the paddock to teach you he will work out just fine."

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She felt a small wave of contemplation ebb from the short-statured male before her, feeling her lips tug ever so slightly into a soft frown. Watching as he let out a sigh before pinching the bridge of his nose. The young nephilim couldn't help but feel a small pang of guilt at the fact that she was making things a bit hard for him to explain to her. She knew she really shouldn't feel that way, but it was hard for her not to. She was an empath after all. Emotions were everything to her. At the man's words, she nodded her head softly. She now could fully understand where he was going to take the earlier analogy. "Oh, okay. I can understand that even if I haven't driven before."

Melanie felt the slightest semblance of reassurance at the man's words, but now thinking about it more in detail did make her a bit apprehensive. Not to the point where it affected her that much, but it stick itself in her mind. Again, the night of the Fantasy of Lights parade replayed in her head. Shaking her head softly she discarded her worries, becoming more resolute. This now showing on her features as her expression melted into one of determination. "I'll try to make sure it doesn't happen. I want to be able to hold my own and not let myself be affected by their emotions." She knew that Mr. Stroth wasn't expecting perfection coming from her, but she wanted to go beyond his expectations of her. She just needed to try harder and become stronger. It would take some time, but she was willing to put forth the effort required to be the best empath she could become.

She felt herself sink under his icy blue gaze for a moment as he repeated her answer, her lips screwing up slightly in confliction. Had she made the wrong choice? Hearing the other's praise she blinked her bright emerald eyes in surprise for a moment before a happy grin stretched across her face. She felt so relieved at hearing the other agree of her choice. All the worry that had bloomed in the pit of her stomach washed away instantaneously. "Awesome! So can we start now?!" She bounced softly on the balls of her feet as if she couldn't contain all the excitement she felt in such a small vessel.

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The rancher nodded, his face wearing its own smile at seeing his employee's eagerness. "Of course." Cillian reached back to take the bridle from Melanie as he pushed open the gate of the enclosure. "Stay close and pay attention. I don't expect you to memorize how to do all of this after being showed once, so don't worry about that."

Cillian whistled to get the attention of the horses. The herd paused in their grazing, raising their heads to see the people approaching them. Excited, friendly knickers left the horses as a few of them trotted over to them. Cillian patted the necks and flanks of those that approached but made his way over to the opposite end of the paddock where Olympic was dozing in the sun. The huge creature's blue-gray fur shimmered in the sun light. His wings were extended slightly, letting the warmth of the sun soak into the feathers.

"Hello, old friend," Cillian said quietly to the horse so as not to startle it with his approach. Olympic's large head raised, ears standing upright in alert at the sound of the voice. Cillian patted the horse's neck before raising the bridle up to him almost like an offer. Olympic didn't budge. The old horse was trained well. He knew what the bridle meant. Carefully, Cillian slipped the bridle on over the horse's head, carefully sliding the bit into place in Olympic's mouth, pulling the straps tight, and buckling it closed. After snapping a lead onto the bridle, Cillian lead the horse back over to the fence where the saddle was waiting.

"Go ahead and throw the blanket on over him," the rancher said to Melanie. "I'll help you get it settled once it's on."

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Noticing her employer reaching to grab the bridle from her the light nephilim held out her hand, offering the riding equipment over. "I'll try to remember as much as I can," she reassured as she walked closely behind him as he pushed the gate of the enclosure open. After entering the fenced-in area she turned around and closed the wooden door behind her, giving it a light shake to make sure the latch was secure.

A soft laugh sounded from her as some of the herd raised their heads in attention as the older male whistled, promptly moving toward them as loud, friendly nickers escaped them. "Hello, Valkyrie." She greeted the black and white mare as she drew closer, moving a hand to gently rub at her ear before letting her hand smooth down her neck. The action eliciting a soft, breathy whinny from the winged equine.

She quickly moved her attention away from the mare before trotting over to catch up with Mr. Stroth, coming to a halt as she came up to the man and the large Clydesdale. A large smile spreading across her face as she noticed that the stallion spreading out his wings to soak up the warm sunlight as he dozed. He looked so peaceful that she felt bad about disturbing the creature. She watched closely as Cillian lifted the bridle, noticing how he carefully slipped the bit between the horse's teeth before pulling the straps tight. All the while taking small mental notes to remember later.

"Got it!" Moving closer to Olympic she unfolded the saddle blanket before draping it across his back, making sure that it was situated in the right position. She took her hands and smoothed down the cloth before cocking her head to look back at the other. "Is this good?"

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The rancher took a small step back as Melanie threw the saddle pad on Olympic's back. He watched as she carefully adjusted the blanket so it sat correctly on the horse's back and was even on both sides. He hadn't told her how high up the blanket needed to be put, but she had situated it in the proper place anyways. She'd clearly read and seen enough to know precisely where the saddle would go. Due to the wings of the horses, the saddles sat farther back than they would on their wingless cousins. He gave his employee a thumbs up as he reached over and hoisted the saddle up from the railing where he'd sat it down. Though it was heavy in his hands it would be nothing to the huge horse.

Olympic snorted quietly, turning his head to watch as Cillian put the saddle on his back and then crouched down to pull the straps tight so the saddle would stay in its proper place. "You'l want to make sure these are snug enough that the saddle won't flip on you, but you don't want them to be so tight the horse is uncomfortable." He said as he pulled the final strap through and buckled it in place. He stood, placing a hand back on Olympic's neck. The winged equine turned its head to look back at the saddle, his ears perked curiously.

"You ready?" Cillian asked, his eyes falling back to Melanie.

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Melanie's eyes light up with happiness as she watched Cillian give her a thumbs up after she had situated the blanket correctly, a bright grin spreading across her face. Her white and gold wings giving off an excited flutter. It felt so good to get praised even if it was such a simple gesture. It meant the world to her to be shown that she was doing a good job. Watching as the other went over to pick up the saddle she almost rushed over to go help, but she fought her impulse to. She would only get in the way and she surely couldn't handle the weight of it so there was no point in giving him any assistance.

Stooping down she watched as the normie pulled the straps over Olympic's abdomen, buckling it firmly so that it was a perfect fit for the Blue Roan Clysdale while making sure it wouldn't come loose. "Alright," she said with a curt nod. "Seems simple enough."

At the man's question, she looked up at him before nodding her head vigorously in agreement. "As ready as I'll ever be." Despite her elation, she felt a fluttering sensation bloom in the pit of her stomach. However, it didn't deter her in the slightest. She was still too motivated to learn.

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Cillian's brows furrowed slightly as he thought he caught a brief look of nervousness cross Melanie's face before it was quickly replaced with a smile. Her enthusiasm, as usual, was contagious. He was excited for her to learn to ride. "Remember. Don't get nervous. He'll feel it. You're going to be fine. It's going to be fun. Trust me."

The rancher patted Olympic's neck again before moving over to his other side to join Melanie. He knelt down, bracing himself as he held up his hands to show that he would give Melanie a much needed boost up onto Olympic's back. "He's big, so your legs are going to hurt like hell after this. More so than they would if you were riding one of the smaller ones," Cillian warned, looking up at the light nephilim.

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Melanie blinked her eyes in mild surprise as her emotions were called out before smiling sheepishly up at her employer, letting out a small, awkward laugh. "Right, sorry..." Taking a brief moment to calm her nerves, she took a deep breath through her nose before exhaling through her mouth. Her hands moving to mimic the motions of her breathing to help the process. She had to take control of her emotions and not let them take control of her, especially in a situation where her emotions affected those around her more than ever. Opening her eyes she offered a much calmer and confident smile. "I'll try to not to let my nervousness get to me," she said more or less to affirm her resolve.

Her gaze followed Mr. Stroth as he walked around the large equine before kneeling down next to her, holding his hands together to help boost her up once she was ready. "Oh, okay." Lifting her foot she placed it on top of the other's hands, boosting herself up with the much-needed leverage before swinging one leg over the saddle to be placed on the opposite stirrup. "Whoa..." She felt herself wobble for a moment before grasping at the horn of the saddle, trying to steady herself.

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Hoisting Melanie up onto Olympic's back was quite the simple task. She wasn't a large girl to begin with, so her race's bird-like bones lent her to being quite light. Really, the only thing that made her as heavy as she was was the weight of her wings. He felt the tips of her feathers brush against his face as he helped lift her up into the saddle. It was a strange sensation, especially since her wings weren't visible, concealed by the glamour she wore at work to keep the hippogriffs from gnawing on them.

Olympic snorted quietly, turning his head to look back at the girl now in the saddle. His wings extended a bit, feathers fanning and rustling in anticipation. The horse was much too heavy to get himself off the ground, even with wings that large, so he wouldn't be doing any flying. The poor thing could dream, though, he supposed. Cillian patted the horse's neck again before picking up the reigns that were lying slack against it. He waited for Melanie to settle herself and get comfortable in the saddle before offering them out to her. "Basically his steering wheel. Don't yank them, but if you pull them towards the direction you want to go, he'll do it." He pointed his free hand at her legs. "You're going to be using them, too, but not quite as much."

The rancher snapped a lead onto the loop of the bridle. "But we're noting going to learn in here. The others will distract him. We're going over there," Cillian's head inclined to a smaller empty paddock a little ways away. "You'll learn there. I just want you to get a feeling for riding him before we get over there."

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The empath smiled awkwardly as she noticed Olympic looking back at her after she had balanced herself, her expression sympathetic. "Sorry, Olympic..." She felt guilty for bothering the old stallion now more than ever, but remembering what Cillian had told her she promptly bottled those emotions up so that he couldn't feel the negative feelings she had just exhibited. Don't let your feelings get to you. Just breath and you will be okay...

Noticing the other handing her the reins she reached out to take them from him, holding the leather strap in her hand carefully. Almost as if she was afraid to hold it tighter just in case she did something she wasn't supposed to. There probably wasn't a good chance of it, but there was no such thing as being too careful. She nodded her head as the curly haired male as he talked, playing very close attention to all the instructions that he gave her. "Okay, I think I got it."

She cocked her slightly to look past the back of the winged horse's head to see the small fenced off area that the other had pointed to. It certainly seemed like the best place to learn, especially with what the other had said. There would be no distractions for her or the magical creature that she was riding. "Alright. So, uh... how do I get him to start walking?" She looked over at the normie expectantly with a hint of apprehension.

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It was almost strange to have someone listen to him so attentively. Cillian was honestly more used to people ignoring or talking over him so it was always a bit surprising when Melanie seemed to hang on the words he spoke. Not so much because they were interesting, he knew, but because she was so eager to do a good job. Either way, it was kind of refreshing.

He looked up at her and smiled reassuringly as she apologized to the horse. "He's fine. Don't worry. He has dealt with things and people much heavier and wobblier than you." He patted the horse's neck again. "To get him to start walking just squeeze your legs a bit around his middle and give the reins a twitch." Cillian took a step back, lead still in hand as he waited expectantly for her to do what he said.

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Melanie looked over at Cillian as he spoke after she had apologized to Olympic, smiling back as she noticed the reassuring one he had on his face. It certainly made her feel a bit better, which was better than nothing. Her posture relaxing slightly. "Well, alright," she said with a soft nod. There was no need for her distrust his words, knowing full well that he wasn't just trying to ease her mind with false words.

Turning her attention back onto the winged equine she proceeded to do as she was told, squeezing her legs gently and gave the reins a soft flick. Her actions careful yet almost hesitantly. The action causing the magical creature to begin to move, walking leisurely forward in the direction that was presented to him. "Whoa," she said, her bright green eyes widening in surprise at the unfamiliar feeling of something much bigger than her moving underneath her. However, the initial shock didn't last long. The blonde turned her head to look over at the normie, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she smiled brightly. She looked almost akin to a little child with that look on her face as if saying 'look at me!'.

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Cillian took a step back, lead still clutched in his hand for safe keeping as he watched Melanie do as he said. Olympic obediently began to make his way forward, his large hooves creating puddles with each step. The smile on Melanie's face was contagious. Cillian grinned back at her, an amused look on his face at how delighted she looked. But as soon as they started moving, they stopped.

Olympic came to a sudden stop as the amazed, "Whoa," left Melanie's lips. Though there was no tug on the reins to accompany the noise, he responded. The horse tossed his head and looked back at Melanie again, a look akin to confusion on his equine face. Almost as if he was asking, "We just started. Why did we stop?"

Cillian couldn't help but laugh. "That's what you say to get him to stop. I know you're excited, but I'm sure you can see the conflict here."

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