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Post by chey on Aug 29, 2006 19:21:10 GMT -5
(ok i deleted and i will make a new one)
Red looked at the stallion and said"You leave my mother alone.If you want to be free then why did you even come here!"
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 29, 2006 19:24:10 GMT -5
Because, I intended to only elude the drivers. He snapped back.Haven't you ever learned to respect your elders? He snarled at the youngling.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 29, 2006 20:15:30 GMT -5
Roady stomped his hoof, Roady and Chris understood each other, more than him and Jake, she led the big, red stallion out. Looking gently at the stallion, she sighed. She clipped the lead rope to the red stallion and he whinnied his challenge. The stall was securely locked, bolted and now Chris was tying a chain around it. She gave a samll whistle, Jake came.Look who I found. She said.He's wild. Jake said.Let 'im loose. Chris glared at her twin.I didn't capture him, he was in here when I was checking on the mares and foals and the sires! She hissed. Jake moved over to his mare and Red.Brookie, I know you want out, I know you want to gallop the hills again, and you'll be able to, as soon as Red is a yearling. He said gently, the little colt was in the Jockey Club, ensuring that he would be raced as a two year old.
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Post by chey on Aug 29, 2006 21:47:33 GMT -5
Brookie looked at him and nugged him and want to go for a ride.Red looked at him and nickered a little and then walked away form his mother.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 30, 2006 9:48:52 GMT -5
I screamed at the other stallion and ran up against the stall door, trying desperatly to get out. I reared to my full height this time, my front hooves lashing out at the box I was now entrapped in. When I came back down, I rammed the stall over and over again, slowly seeing my life in the wild disappearing.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 30, 2006 19:51:13 GMT -5
Chris sighed, Jake not helping, he led Brookie and Red out. Chris put Roady in their big box stall. She remembered the big corral right by the barn that led into the 2000 acre pasture, that the horses were kept in during the spring and fall. She quickly went to work, re-arranging the gates and fences so there was a chute from the stallion's stall into the big pasture. She un-bolted the lock, swinging the gate open for the savage horse she quickly jumped the fence, breathing heavily. Jake had led Brookie to the saddling rack, he would leave Red at home.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 30, 2006 20:05:10 GMT -5
I seized my chance and raced for the door.Seeya, suckers! I shouted in glee. I ran thorough the chute, thinking that the human did not want to have me charge at her. I kept running until out of the chute, gladdened by my escape. I whipped around to take a last look at the place, only to find a fence right in front of me. At least 300 feet from the gate, I began to make a dash.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 30, 2006 20:45:16 GMT -5
Chris smiled happily, knowing that the stallion was happy, maybe she should let a couple of broodmares out with him, she decided on yes and picked her faviorites, Apache Pincess and Crystal Moon. She let the bay, Crystal and the pinto, Princess out with the stallion, Apache Princess was the first to see him, rushing forth, she nickered her greetings.
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Post by chey on Aug 30, 2006 20:47:35 GMT -5
Brookie moved fast from the stallion knocking into jake.Brookie was so happy to go for a ride.
Red did not care if his mother was leave he just started eating grass.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 31, 2006 10:29:46 GMT -5
As I saw two mares running towards me, I stopped. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here after all. I returned the greeting to the first mare and nuzzled her, looking up at the pinto to wait for her as well.
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Post by chey on Aug 31, 2006 14:32:52 GMT -5
Brookie looked out to see the stallion and them looked at jake and roady.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Aug 31, 2006 19:19:30 GMT -5
Jake smiled softly, leading the colt into a nearby corral. He walked back to Brookie, bringing her lead rope around his hand, he tied her to the hitching post. He brought out her western saddle and her saddle blanket..Ready girl? He asked the paint mare. He lifted the striped indian-made blanket that Sam had given him onto Brookie's back, he threw on her saddle, cinching it, and loosening the back girth. He walked back to the tack-room, grabbing her turquise-studded bridle that Kevin made them, slipping the bit into her mouth he re-arranged the reins, un-clipping her lead rope, he put a foot in the left sturrip, flinging himself up, clicking Brookie to the woods.
Apache Princess, the pinto nuzzled the wild stallion back, he made her think of her brother, Last Apache Warrior, they too had been wild, but they liked it here. Crystal, the bay galloped forth, stopping at the stallion.Lo. Kissers spread and collected again. Chris decided to let them breed then sent a couple more out with him...
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Post by chey on Aug 31, 2006 21:21:29 GMT -5
Brookie started trotting tworred the woods.She was so happy that her head was prode and he trail was high.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Sept 1, 2006 7:05:09 GMT -5
I quickly bred to them both, looking around for any sign of danger. Seeing none, I began grazing, still keeping my eyes on the mares.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Sept 5, 2006 20:43:11 GMT -5
Chris smiled to herself, blocking and locking the gate she clapped her hands, making her way to the kennels, she would look after her Beagles, Retrivers, and Newfoundlands. She gave each dog their provided dish and poured food into each one. She closed the door and went to check on the puppies, a Newfoundland brood and a pack of Beagles, all of the Retrivers were weaned. Their were two grey Newfoundlands, and four black. Three tri-colored beagles and one quad-colored. She left the canine's forgetting to lock the door in the pen of females.
Jake smiled, he would try and get Brookie to jump the low, two foot gate. He clicked her into a canter, she should break into a fast gallop after she cleared it.
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