The challenge word is Lunge and I have no idea where this came from!
The dappled mare trotted elegantly around the training ring, the lunge rein connecting her to the slim, jodhpur-clad woman at it's centre.
Dean sat comfortably in the English saddle, his hands easy on the reins, his green eyes focused on his trainer.
"Who would have thought it, Mr Winchester, that you would have such an accomplished seat!" She smiled at the rider and his full lips curved to match hers.
From his place on the railing, Sam grimaced, anticipating his brother's response.
"Well Ma'am..." He patted the mare's neck, "She, and you, make it real easy."
The trainer blushed.
Thank you for reading.