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1st of Vhalar 721

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An Ittie-Mittie Problem

1st Vhalar, Arc 721

The dread of another day was fresh. The commute from the Menagerie wasn't bad, nor were his coworkers awful or unappealing. No, the menagerie was not the problem. The problem came in the form of a pale purple laze who couldn't be bothered to fly with him on her back. Mittie was trained and of good pedigree, the problem - according to Cripsen - was she had not yet bonded with Shl’drei yet. She wouldn’t let him even saddle her. He’d told the air trooper as much, and he scolded the trainer as a mother would a misbehaving child while extending an offer to help.

So now Crispen was walking with him back to his home. The trainer sighed and met the glare of his companion as he unlocked the door to the home. If the air trooper was disappointed he didn’t vocalize his displeasure for once. Immediately Shl’drei heard the pit pat of paws on the wooden floors. He smiled, happily greeting both canines as he kneeled to give them quick head pats.

Leora sat patiently as Sekhmet rolled over for belly rubs. The trainer chuckled softly and gave in, but not before speaking. “Good girls,” he cooed. “Be kind to our guest, okay?” He inclined his head towards Crispen, the frizzy redhead kneeled slowly and extended a hand to be sniffed. Sekhmet went first of course, friendly as ever. Leora watched cautiously but eventually deemed Crispen no immediate threat and gave in to her curiosity.

“The well mannered sort, eh? Color me impressed.” The air trooper said, attempting to hide the small smile Shl’drei made out clearly. “What are their names?”

“The wolf is Leora, the fluffy one is Sekhmet.” He introduced with a proud sort of fondness. “Alright you two,” Shl’drei cooed, catching their attention. “Go play.”

With a small waggle of her tail, Sekhmet raced off into the master bedroom. Leora hesitated a moment, but decided to go out the little door he had made for them. “Sekhmet has a collar. Why don’t you put one on Leora?” Crispen asked.

“Oh, well… I never really thought of putting a collar on her. I’m not sure she’d like it, but that would probably be safer when she goes out. I’ll pick one out once she comes back and we’ve finished.” The trainer assured nervously. Crispen radiated disappointment - and that usually meant a lecture was coming. Thankfully the trooper only sighed and shook his head, but made a small sweeping gesture to lead the way.

Right. Mittie.

Onwards through the kitchen was the master bedroom. It was mostly barren save for the cot and a few other necessities but Crispen didn’t comment as Shl’drei was focused on the task at hand. From the bedroom to the left lead to a built in stable. Suitable room for the Scalvwing Steed that was grazing there.

At their approach she nickered, but otherwise continued to graze after giving them a short side-eye. “Uh, this is Mittie,” Shl’drei murmured, gesturing vaguely to the beautiful purple horse hybrid. “She’s really calm but she won’t let me saddle her at all.” The trainer shrugged, as he watched Crispen eye the horse.

After a few bits, he thought to break the staring and stepped in front of his companion. “Why, isn’t she a beauty.” The trooper finally spoke, though it was broken by an awed sigh. “The little lady seems mighty calm to strangers, where’d you get her?”

“Ah that. She was a gift, but I have no idea where to start with her.” Shl’drei admitted. Just then, the scalvwing decided to turn around and headbutt his back. He startled and jolted forward, rotating his arms to maintain his balance. “She also won’t stop doing that! When I tell her no she gets ups-”

“How often does she do that?” Crispen interrupted sternly. Shl’drei paused in surprise, but considered the question. Mittie usually tried whenever she saw him, but he was usually aware enough to dodge her.

“First thing she tries when she sees me. Why?”

“Pet her.”

“What? Why-” He glanced to Mittie and then to Crispen, but he trailed off at the look the trooper leveled him with. “Yeah, okay?” Shl’drei corrected in confusion. Turning to face her, he reached out to pet the steed only for Crispen to click his tongue.

“I thought you said you had experience with mounts?” He griped as he halted the other’s movement. “You shouldn’t approach from the rear without announcing yourself. Steeds are most often skittish.”

“O-oh. Well I said I had experience riding them, not… otherwise.”

“Oh boy, just my luck. This ain’t going to be a quick one.”
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When Crispen said he’d help, Shl’drei didn’t know what to expect. The tan trooper was nothing short of a no nonsense teacher and strict to boot. He had a high opinion on his judgment skills- often saying things of the ‘if I choose you it’s fine’ nature. Whether or not it held truth was something Shl’drei was learning as of that moment. Crispen had a good head - he analyzed things quickly and then corrected what he could. That included the other trainer.

“No, wrong!” The air trooper boomed, dragging Shl’drei away from Mittie before he could step forward again. “Not so fast, you’ll spook her.” He hissed, clicking his tongue at the young Novatt. The steed swiveled her ears and blinked but did nothing else aside from her grazing pattern. Shl’drei had half a mind to tell Crispen it was pointless to try to spook her, she just didn’t care. The trooper was attempting - in his own rough way - to teach him though, and it felt wrong to trample that by being ungrateful.

“Right.”

“Again then, go on,” A scoff. Shl’drei supposed he’d try since the trooper seemed keen on the idea that the steed was a peaceful sort - despite watching her try to headbutt him whenever he turned his back. Shl’drei inhaled deeply, then stepped forward slowly. He cooed the steed’s name at the same time, taking slow steps as she turned to face him. She nickered and he paused, but when she did nothing more he continued his advance under the troopers eye. “Watch for her reactions, anything that might make her scare.” Shl’drei nodded more to himself, but reached out his hand slowly. Before his hand could touch her, she attempted to headbutt it and he withdrew with a hissed no.

“I see. Did she seem scared or displeased to you?”

“What? She literally tried to throw my hand away!”

“Wrong, do it again and actually let her.”

Shl’drei huffed in annoyance, ready to retort until the steed headbutted him again, albeit more timidly. He paused at the soft nature of it, her nosing his hand in the process startled him a bit. Was she seeking attention? She once again headbutted his side when he didn’t respond to her behavior. He threw up his hand and touched her side, expecting her to rampage against him. Instead she leaned more into his hands. He turned away to ask Crispen what it meant, taking his hands off the steed. Immediately she headbutted his back a bit forcefully.

“Hey,” He murmured, turning back to her in confusion. Again, she nosed herself into his hand. “Wait were you,” he started slowly, as if it was all starting to make sense. “Is that how you greet me?” He wondered aloud. He roamed his hands down her mane and she nickered, giving him a small tap to the head. “Why..?”

“I’m guessing it’s her way of showing affection.” Crispen inserted with annoyance. “I’m guessing you never let her so she got more aggressive about it.”

“Wait,” Shl’drei murmured as he tried to collect his thoughts. She headbutted him every time she was him. But he usually didn’t respond to it unless it was harsh. He always told her to stop or got up and walked it off. That’s when she started becoming aggressive about it, as if she was upset. Now that he considered it, it made some, sense. If he kept rejecting her she’d eventually stop - or so he thought. Mittie was determined to get his attention however, and she’d kept trying… “Oh girl, I’m so sorry.” He cooed to her, stroking her mane. He looked her in the eyes and out his forehead against hers. “I thought you hated me.” He chuckled, causing a nicker to rip from the steed, almost as if offended. She nudged against him again, bumping their foreheads together gently. Shl’drei smiled and shushed her gently. ”I’m pretty dumb, I know.”

“Well, that’s one thing solved. Do you have gear for her?”

“Gear? Like the saddle and such?” Crispen nodded and Shl’drei hesitated before nodding. “She came with everything I needed to ride her I think. I never really tried to hard though, as you can tell. Guess it’s worth a shot.”

“That’s the spirit, now where is everything.”
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Shl’drei spent two break training with Crispen about the basic tools and equipment for Mittie, what it did, and how it worked. While some of it he knew, he admitted he’d need to practice with others. That said he was confident he had the gist of all the equipment - he let Crispen leave to practice. After seeing him out, Leora returned and she and Sekhmet disappeared into his bedroom. With everything sorted mind wise, it was time to put the skills into practice. When he picked up the halter, Mittie didn’t hesitate to vocalize.

“Hang on girl, I just want to practice a bit,” he cooed as he approached her. If he remembered the halter was for leading the horse, and should be applied up around the ears instead of pulling it over them afterwards. So with a swift motion he reached one hand around while the other held the main straps of the halter. Once he had grabbed it, he used both hands to wrap over and below Mittie’s ears, cooing at her as she kept relatively still. Once the top straps were fastened, he checked for any tight areas. Satisfied, he moved to fasten the muzzle like opening. Once secured, he once again checked the tightness around her face just to make sure she was comfortable.

Once he was done, he took a step back an approached her left side with the halter lead in head. With a gentle tug, he clicked twice to signal her and Mittie was smooth in her transition to follow him. Proud of himself, he next pondered on what to do next. He supposed groundwork, as Crispen called it. Mittie was a large steed, but she was slightly wandering even while he held the lead. He shook the rope gently, grabbing her attention as he moved away. When she moved to follow him he held up his had to signal a no and pushed her back by asserting his form.

Crispen said there would be no need tog eat physical with her - he’d been right. As he stated the words back up, the horse took steps backward. When he moved away again she nickered, but held out on walking towards him for a few bits. He gave her the hand, forcing her to move backwards. A bit of this back and forth, and about a break later she didn’t move towards him when he moved away. She even listened for him to say back up instead of waiting for him to approach her with his hand out in a stopping gesture. Once he was satisfied, he indulged her for a bit and gave her some attention.

Mittie was a bit slow to start, but otherwise she stayed calm for the training process. As long as he didn’t give in he figured she’d do well. The next area of training was to lead her properly - which included keeping her a safe distance and making her walk beside him. She came when he clicked, so perhaps he could wean her off with a similar method…

He put distance between them, allowing her the chance to walk off but correcting her if she did. The object was for her to follow his lead and pay attention to him. When he felt she was adequate, he moved onto to leading from their distanced position. He clicked twice and called her name, a swivel of her ears his reward. She moved forward almost hesitantly, and Shl’drei combed her mane with his fingers. Once she was in front of him he took a position beside her and gave the halter a small tug. She walked beside him easily enough, but when he stopped she tried to keep going, prompting him to wiggle the ropes as he repositioned them. He needed her to understand that he was in charge, but he figured he didn’t need to be forceful as she seemed to get it within the first couple of bits. Once Shl’drei was satisfied, he moved on to the next stage.
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Comments: Oh my! This was an adorable thread! You described Shl’Drei’s relationship with his various animals very well in my opinion. I loved when Sekhmet rolled over for belly rubs, for example.

Shl’Drei gives me the impression of being a good pet owner. He even installed a little door for Leora and Sekhmet!

I also appreciate how much attention you dedicated to Crispen. He feels just as real as a PC, and what more, he gave Shl’Drei great advice!

Mittie sounded like she was an absolute handful at first. She even headbutted Shl’Drei. I love how you explained her odd behaviour. She just wanted a bit of attention, and this was her way of greeting him!

She actually seems to be a really nice Scalvwing!

I loved the scene where Shl’Drei put his forehead against hers and mentioned how he thought that she hated him!

The training in the last post seemed to go quite well, so, hopefully, Mittie will let Shl’Drei mount her soon. I wish both of them good luck!

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