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Whisper Longe TrainingTalvace on DeviantArthttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/https://www.deviantart.com/talvace/art/Whisper-Longe-Training-661830624Talvace

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Whisper Longe Training

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Talvace
Published: Feb 6, 2017
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Getting back to IEC's routes with this boy. I've had him since before I got into HARPG and it's long overdue for him to get some love.

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Greenbroke Certified Progress


IEC Humble Whispers
1. Lunge work - You are here.
2. Accepting tack - Not yet completed.
3. Loading into a Trailer - Not yet completed.



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