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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Jul 9, 2006 15:45:45 GMT -5
Name: Age: 3 Breed: Arab Gender: Mare Color: Bay Mane and tail: Black Personatily: Loving mare who shies from some things, like very loud noises or whips. She doesn't like boats. Reason: Was taken from a harbor where a man was using her to pull old fashion wagons for tuorists. Use: Pulling carts, trail riding Pic:  |
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Post by chey on Aug 19, 2006 11:57:32 GMT -5
Kyle walked in and saw the mare and smied he was looking for alot of horses.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 27, 2006 15:34:03 GMT -5
Sasha Simbel looked arond the stalls, eyes alighting on a bay mare. She saw how the mare looked around her, as though to see what the next thing to frighten her would be. Sasha extended a hand to the mare for her to sniff before rubbing in between her eyes.Hey . See, I'm not scary now am I? She smiled and looked around for someone to help.
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Post by chey on Aug 27, 2006 17:21:21 GMT -5
Kyle walked to the lady and said"exsuse me but I am going to get this mare".
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 27, 2006 17:45:17 GMT -5
She turned around and smiled.Well, so far I haven't seen you approach her yet, so I think she's still fair game. I'm interested in her too.
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Post by chey on Aug 27, 2006 17:50:58 GMT -5
"Well I am going to buy her "He looked at her.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Aug 27, 2006 18:21:27 GMT -5
Mark was in his office, working on some paper work. The mare shied from the man, his attitude wrong and watched the woman, not trusting either now that their true natures came out. Ears pinned on her head, she spun around and galloped across her pasture to the far side, snorting a tossing her head.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 27, 2006 19:17:21 GMT -5
Way to go, Einstein. She frowned and walked into Mark's office.I'm interested in the bay Arabian mare, can you give mem more information?
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Post by chey on Aug 27, 2006 21:10:32 GMT -5
Kyle ran in and said"sir I was here first and I would love to have this mare.He glared at this girl she was all ways around him when He was fixing to get a horse.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Aug 27, 2006 22:51:52 GMT -5
Mark looked at teh two, an eye brow raised.Its not up to me, its up to teh mare. She was used cuely and doesn't trust people very easily. If you can get her to come to you, then she is the person how can tame her, he said and got up, walking outside. The mare's ears perked at the man that fed her but she kept away, her body shivering.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 28, 2006 9:37:30 GMT -5
Sasha ignored Kyle and walked out after Mark and saw the mare shivering. She knew Kyle had been the one to use harsh words, but maybe she had had a hand in scaring the mare too. She walked to the fence, looking in at her.Awww, poor baby. Did we scare you,? I'm sorry. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear before turning to Mark.Are we allowed to go in or do we have to stay out here?
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Post by chey on Aug 28, 2006 14:34:39 GMT -5
Kyle looekd at them and walked away he was not going to wait for a mare.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 28, 2006 14:35:37 GMT -5
Sasha turned to see Kyle walk away and shrugged.I guess he doesn't want her any more. But I still want to make sure that she isn't goign to be afraid of me.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Aug 28, 2006 14:37:23 GMT -5
Mark watched him leave and looked back at the girl.You cna go in but don't move fast. SHe is a spooker, he said in his quiet voice. The mare snorted and tossed her head, squeling slightly.Also, she has no name. The man whohad her just called her nag or horse, Mark commented.She doesn't answer to either though.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Aug 28, 2006 14:40:33 GMT -5
Sasha nodded and went through the bars in the fence. She kept a good distance away from the mare and sat down on the ground.Hey , it's just you and me now. I'm not gonna hurt you like that mean man did, you're safe with me. I promise. Sasha murmured these words to the mare. She knew that the mare would not understand most that was said, but the tone mattered to horses. Sasha made sure it was light and friendly. She kept her head down and didn't make eye contact with the mare, only occasionally looking up at her.
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