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Post by asitcer on Jul 5, 2006 16:23:34 GMT -5
"Price later,"Kira said,as the lead broke and Cherokee snorted REALLY loudly.
[Kira is here!]
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 5, 2006 18:06:19 GMT -5
The lad hopped onto hsi feet and grabbed the stallion by the halter. Shaking his head, he led the stallion into a round pen, putting him in there. Sam looked at the stallion adn shook her head."Alright but your stallion just broke one of my leads. I gotta go." And she hung up and handed the phone to Katie.
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Post by chey on Jul 5, 2006 21:52:27 GMT -5
Lacy looked at the mare adn laid down beside it adn petted her gentley.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 6, 2006 17:33:16 GMT -5
Sam walked over to the mare and rubbed her neck."We need to get her into the operating room." Looking at her helper, she murmmered something to him and he nodded, running to a shed close by."Its best if she doesn't put any weight on her break." Pulling a syringe out of her pocket, she tested the tip."Good, its full." Rubbing the mare's shoulder, Sam stuck the needle in the mare's shoudler and injected a tranquilizer. IN the shed, Jay started up a skid loader and backed it out, a sling where the forks or bucket should be.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 7, 2006 9:47:42 GMT -5
Pixie gave a last nicker to Cherokee and drifted off...
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 7, 2006 11:49:46 GMT -5
Sam took some of the straps, placing them around her hind quarters and chest area and strapped them tight adn sturdy. Quickly she wrapped her legs toghter, to minimise anymore breaking in teh one leg, and patted the mare. She looked like a white bundle. Nodding to Jay, he hopped out and let Sam get in, heading towards teh back door to teh large surgery room.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 7, 2006 22:18:49 GMT -5
In Pixie's Dream
I galloped through the woods, a colt at my heels, Cherokee at my side, and a large lake up ahead. We were free, not with Kira or the other two-leggers. Free. I tossed my mane and the little one bucked and kicked, Cherokee laughed and laughed. We halted by the watering hole and drank to our heart's disere. My colt, now named Dust Tribe jumped into the water, splashed both Cherokee and I.....
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 8, 2006 12:44:30 GMT -5
The mare was gently placed on a surgery table, Jay scrambling around adn removing the straps that wre on teh mare. Sam was in teh wash room, scrubbing her hands and arms, thinking about what could happen. Most likely the long Pastern snapped but atleast it was clean. A shudder ran though Sam's body. What if it didn't heal right? She shook her head adn rinsed ehr hands. That wouldn't happen.
Jay ran over to Sam carrying a box of rubber gloves. He carefully pulled one onto Sam's right hand and arm and one on her let hand and arm. Looking up at her, his eyes were worried but Sam's face was calm, no hint of fear. He took a deep breath. He had to be brave. No matter what. Sam went into teh surgery room, Jay pushign her cart of surgical tools with. Picking up a scaple knife, she went to work........
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 8, 2006 17:20:47 GMT -5
Couple of hours later, Sam stagger outside, her hands and arms bloody and kinda goory. SHe sagged against the wall, her face sweat streaked. THe mare's ankle was fixed, screws place to help it heal. The screws would be gone after the break was healed, a speacil type that were obsorbed into teh body when they weren't need anymore. The mare was now in a stall, held up by starpes and hangers to keep her off that leg. She looked around, wanting to fall over dead right here.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 9, 2006 22:42:20 GMT -5
Pixie gave a low and sorrowful nicker, wondering where Cherokee got to. Did she really dream about Dust Tribe? And being free? Or was it a preminition? Would she really have and colt and name it Dust Tribe? Will she really be free with Cherokee? Something kicked her swollen barrel, she would have the foal soon, but with a broken ankle, how would she.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 10, 2006 11:45:46 GMT -5
Jay peeked at the mare hanging from teh ceiling, his eyes bright. Carefully, he offered the mare some hay, touching her nose softly with the other hand.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 15, 2006 17:19:58 GMT -5
Pixie ate the hay greedily. She missed her home and she hadn't been gone for a day. She gave another nickered and nuzzled his other hand.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 15, 2006 17:57:57 GMT -5
Jay smiled and patted the mare's nose before pulling out fo teh stall and going to check on another mare but that one had a foal. Sam walked in, looking at the mare to make sure everything was fine. The sun had set and now teh moon was up. With a nod, she looked down th hall and called to Jay. They looked at the mare one last time and left, going to find thier beds.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 15, 2006 18:13:37 GMT -5
The mare nickered, wanting more compony. She couldn't sleep.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 16, 2006 15:27:53 GMT -5
Jay crept into the stable, a sleeping bag and pillow in his arms. Smiling at the mare, he entered teh stall and spread out his sleeping bag, laying down on it. He watched her for abit before hsi eyes begna to flutter shut.
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