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Post by Cavalletti .x on Apr 16, 2008 4:19:50 GMT -5
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Lilly stepped around the corner, looking down the breezeway into the stables early in the morning. She was the first down, and looked in at the horses, nearly all of whom were looking over their stall, and dwn the aisle towards her. To them she represents food, and then the paddock. Smiling, Lilly spoke to the horses as she walked down the aisle, alone. "Hey guys! Good morning." She was replied with several nickers and a whinny, the latter from Love, her mare.
Tipping feeds into each horses feed buckets, she gave each a pat and gave them all a carrot. When each horse was munching down his or her feed she checked in on the kingwood horses she cared for, Caribia, Deal Me In, Breeze, Nigel, Loony and Silk Stockings. She spoke to Loony softly, leaning on the stall. "Hey girly, when your done you can go in the big paddock with your buddies, yeah?"
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Post by Grace on Apr 16, 2008 15:40:21 GMT -5
Angel
What was I thinking of when he said "you're out of luck?"
Angel mostly kept to herself, she was a reclusive girl whom usually only confided in Gerard and her trusty mare. An elegant head of spanish lines swung over a stall door, greeting her owner with a quiet whicker; Moon announced that she was ready for feed. Angel chuckled softly and mixed Moon's natural, botanical supplements with a half a cup of plain Racehorse oats, and two scoops of COB-corn, oats, and barley-and dumped it in her feed pan. She did the same for her 7 horses that she took care of for Kingwood, and her other two horses, Pluto and Chazie.
Pluto, previously named Puteulanus Exthraho by some crazy forgein, was now called simply Pluto or Plu by the hands at Kingwood. Chazie, registered as Devil's Wings was an amazingly handsome, yet pig-headed Anglo-Arab stallion. While, Angel's little mare, well, not so litte was Moonlight's Danger, an Andalusian X Irish Sport Horse mare that had many miles under her belt. At only four, she was more experianced and calmer than most of the retirees at Kingwood.
Angel walked back down the asile to grab her tack to take Plu out for a hack. That was when she noticed Lilly.
"G'morning Lilly."
She greeted her softly.
"I was just going to take Plu out for a ride, want to come?"
Angel asked this carefully, knowing that in the past the atmosphere between she and Lilly had been a bit tense since Sasha's "discovery" of her and Gerard's relashionship. [/center]
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Post by Cavalletti .x on Apr 16, 2008 20:32:43 GMT -5
Lilly turned her face to the sound of boots, and saw Angel. As the other girl quietly feed her horses, Lilly walked to her mare's stall, and looked in at the mare and her cute cute. Lovely Girl, a chestnut saddlebred, had a month ago given birth to a pretty little colt, Love Is In The Air, or Cupid. The blazed dapple grey colt was sired by a study welsh cob, Breeze. The dapple grey stallion had seemingly liked Love since she arrived, as Sasha and Lilly had trouble keeping them away from each other untill Lilly decided to breed the mare. Love was great for dressage, but Lilly was more into mounted games and serious jumping, with some eventing thrown in. So she had bred the mare and was looking for a new horse.
As the other girl approched her and spoke to her, Lilly's mind reeled. This girl, Angel, had been nothing but rude and unkind to her despite Lilly's best efforts since they both arrived on the same day. She tensed, and relaxed as the girl soke softly. Her bright green gaze lingered on Angel as she replied with a smile apon her facials.
"Morning. I'd love to! I'll take Silk Stockings, but I'll meed to turn out Love and Cupid first up, okay?"
She said, grabbing the two halters, one considerably smaller and ducking into the stall. [/blockquote]
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Post by Grace on Apr 16, 2008 20:56:03 GMT -5
Angel
What was I thinking of when he said "You're out of luck?"
A soft smile lit Angel's emerald eyes as Lilly agreed to go for a ride. She nodded in acceptence of Lilly's duties and trolled into the tack room and came out carring an All-Purpose saddle, silky white saddle pad, soft leather bridle, shining martingale, and bush boots for Plu. She walked to the blood bay stallion's stall and pushed the tack onto a tack rack outside the door. She led Exthra from the stall and tied him in the crossties.
"Valdimere Exthra pacifico maraniio."
Angel soothed in her homeland's tounge. She stroked hte bay as she saddled him quickly and pulled on the headstall.
"Lilly, you done?" [/center]
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Post by Cavalletti .x on Apr 21, 2008 5:45:16 GMT -5
With the advantage of experiance, Lilly had in moments let her darlings into the paddock for the day, as the rest still had to finish breakfast before they were turned loose. Pretty soon, she had returned to the stables and rapidly tacked up the palomino warmblood Silk, and was readsy. Having used a leather black All-purpose saddle, and a simular soft bridle, a brestplate, and a navy padded saddle blanket, she grabbed her gaiters, helmet and gloves. "Yeah, you?" She said just as she tightened the girth, rerady to mount. [/blockquote]
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