Naughty Horse

Tsk Tsk, Isis is jumping out of her pasture... But just look at that face!

Working on a new method of drawing and shading so this was really kind of a practice, I have others but they won't be uploaded till later. So what do you think??

Btw Ignore the background I know it sucks.

Story:

Isis trotted away from Emma tossing her head, finally free to roam the pasture. Emma sighed in contentment. It was a beautiful spring day while the kids at the barn were at school. Chayton was quietly mucking stalls and Cindy was out in the cross country field, working with Leo. The quiet was only occasionally disturbed by a low nicker or a stomping hoof. The 44 year old whistled a happy tune as she locked the paddock gate and leant on the white fence, watching the young buckskin thoroughbred.

Isis had stopped trotting around the pasture and bent her head to graze. Suddenly the mare's ears were pricked forwards and alert. The mare took off, tearing around the paddock at a breakneck pace.
"Woah Isis!" Emma shouted alarmed. Isis slowed down slightly only to angle herself towards the hedge part of the paddock.
"Isis no!" Emma gasped jumping over the tall fence.
Isis easily bounded over the tall hedge and safely landed on the other side. She took off out the front gate of the stables and down the road. Emma ran out of the pasture and into her car. Out the window she yelled at the top of her lungs.
"CHayton! Isis ran away! Search on horseback and get Cindy to help too!"

Hours later:

Erica sighed as she held the mare's lead in hand, using it like a rein as she sat upon Isis. She'd come home from school to find people in panic. Her Mom had told her Isis ran away and Erica joined the search. After another hour she had found the mare grazing in a field at another stables. Quietly, without alerting the owners of the stables she jumped on the mare bareback and rode her home.
-What compelled you to run away?- Erica asked the mare
-I don't know, I was bored- Isis replied. Erica sighed.
-Next time you're bored wait for me to get home, we'll do something, just don't run away-