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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 5, 2007 18:56:34 GMT -5
She attepted to slow him on his fourth lapShhhhhh calm boy. She said, soothingly,
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 5, 2007 19:01:25 GMT -5
His ears flicked back as she spoke, and he began to slow down a bit, gradually reducing his pace to a canter.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 5, 2007 19:07:18 GMT -5
Slow. She whispered soothingly.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 5, 2007 19:15:23 GMT -5
Bada Boom snorted and slowed to a trot, breathing a bit hard. Sweat dripped down his neck from the run, but he was exhilerated all the same. It'd been a rush, and he couldn't wait for next time.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 5, 2007 19:18:13 GMT -5
Good boy. She soothed, patting his neck affectionatly. She turned him out and dismounted, walking him in slow, tiring circles.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jan 6, 2007 0:40:04 GMT -5
Lilly smiled at the mare, and gave her a carrot. She hosed her off quickley, and scraped off the exccess water. She lead the palimino mare out and unclipped her lead in the parsture and gave her an aple before turning away.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 6, 2007 10:19:28 GMT -5
Boom sighed and walked in circles with her, cooling off a bit. He butted his head against her back playfully and tossed his head.
Lovely enjoyed her apple before trotting over to meet Caribia. The two mares grazed for a while before racing around the pasture a bit.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 6, 2007 14:58:09 GMT -5
You silly boy! Angel said, stumbling forward with the power from the horse's head-butt. She stroked him affectionatly, she led him to the washing area where she tied him up and untacked him, taking it to the tack room. When she returned she had a sweat scraper and a hose. She turned on the hose, making sure it wasn't freezing, she let it run before scraping the sweat from his muscular body. She began to hose him down, starting at his legs and going up to avoid cramps.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jan 6, 2007 19:44:28 GMT -5
Lilly thourght to herself.Right still have Hot Stuff and Bada Bing to work, then make the feeds. She wlked over with a halter to get Hot Stuff.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 6, 2007 20:41:24 GMT -5
Boom quivered at the touch of the water running over his legs and nickered excitedly. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, enjoying the cool liquid washing over him, cooling him down.
The piebald Gypsy Vanner stood in the pasture, grazing contently. Another horse nipped him and he squealed, trotting off a few paces before turning around and biting the horse back sharply. Soon the two were aiming kicks at each other and galloping about the pasture.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 8, 2007 18:51:56 GMT -5
Angel sighed, finishing the bath.Good boy Bada Boom. She said, stroking his muzzle, smiling. She took him to his stall, placing a sheet over him, she walked out of the stall and closed the door, she turned on heel and went to get Pirate's Rum.Alright Pirate, where are you? She asked herself, looking down the stable.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 9, 2007 11:07:22 GMT -5
Bada Boom lipped her hand as she stroked him and followed her into his stall, drinking a bit when he got in.
Wouldn't you know it-it had been Pirate's Rum who'd started the fight with Hot Stuff. The pair of horses took turns chasing each other, snapping menicingly at each other. Finally, Pirate caught up with Hottie and bit down on his rump, neighing a warning. The piebald squealed and whipped around, biting Pirate's neck. The two kept at it, ignoring humans nearby.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 9, 2007 19:24:24 GMT -5
She heard the thundering of hooves.Hey! She hollered at the horses, a certian snarl in her tone.Pirate's Rum get your little chestnut butt over here! She called, going into the pasture, stamping t'wards the chestnut arab.
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jan 9, 2007 20:24:37 GMT -5
The two horses looked over for a moment before resuming their fight, Pirate aiming a kick at Hottie and Hottie just dodging it. The piebald screamed his protest and charged the chestnut, gathering speed. Pirate dodged and was hardly missed.
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 11, 2007 11:48:55 GMT -5
Angel snapped the lead rope, and it made a sickening CRACK! She snorted and walked closer to the chestnut and piebald.
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