- ( ♚ ) ᴄ ʜ ᴇ ʏ ᴇ ɴ ɴ ᴇ }
XXXXXXXXX seventeen } female } crush: none atm } horses: ravi, dystopia } tags: open
Indentation The drive was smooth almost the entire way, thankfully. The only downfall was Ravi trying to start a fight with Dystopia over the separating rail in the trailer, but thankfully Cheyenne had prevented a fight by stopping in a quiet area and taking the two out one at a time so they could stretch their legs and nibble on what grass they could pick up from the gravel. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she put the truck into park, satisfied that she had made it over an exhausting forty-two hour road trip to finally reach the barn she would now call home. Pushing open the driver's door with all the strength she could muster, she let her feet hit the ground and stretched, comically shaking her legs in a weird fashion before throwing her arms above her head and yawning loudly.
Well, she could've almost fallen asleep right at that moment, if it wasn't for the gelding in her three horse slant trailer whinnying loudly. Defeated, she opened the windows and watched as Ravi stuck his head out, nostrils flaring as he took in the new scents. On his right was the pinto warmblood, who lifted her chiseled head, mouth full of hay, and scanned the area around her, before returning to her food. Dystopia was used to going places, they'd travel days on end to eventing competitions. Sadly, this was Ravi's longest trip, overachieving from the ten hour ride they had driven last month. At the back, she unlatched the ramp from the swinging doors and let it gently hit the ground, then locking the doors to the sides of the trailer so she could remove the beasts from inside. Thankfully, CC knew that Dystopia would patiently wait while she lead Ravi into the barn and settled him in.
The large Draught pranced at her shoulder, his shod hooves clopping noisily against the concrete flooring of the barn. This was normal for him, he was always excited about everything. Thankfully he'd settle down soon enough. After placing him in his stall and watching him for a few moments as he sniffed the bedding and raised his upper lip at the unfamiliar scents, she shook her head and smiled softly, pivoting on her heel and traveling her way back out to the trailer where Dystopia munched. The good mare stepped off of the ramp, moving her front feet, her back hooves planted as she stretched her neck out, thankful to be out of the trailer. It was roomy, but it could become cramped after long trips. This was always how she stretched once she removed herself from the trailer, even if they hauled five minutes down the road--she did it every. single. time.
Once they made it into the stall, Cheyenne let her mare settle down while she returned to Ravi, and began to remove his standing wraps.
- ( ✿ ) ꜰ ʟ ᴏ ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴄ ᴇ }
XXXXXXXXX twenty-one } female } crush: none atm } horses: cosmo, passion } tags: open
Indentation Passion was more then happy to get out of the trailer. They hadn't traveled far, maybe twelve hours at the most, but she was acting like the world was going to end. Her eyes were wide and she snorted at every single thing, prancing wildly around Flora as the small woman stood still, waiting for the liver chestnut mare to realize that the grass wasn't going to bite her leg off. She shifted her weight to her left leg, sighing heavily as her stunning blue eyes traveled to Cosmo, who had his lower lip drooped as he snoozed, his head leaning against the trailer. She had a large difference between the two horses. Passion was scared of everything in new places, but would soon settle down. Cosmo, he didn't give a second thought to where he was as long as there was food and he'd get belly scratches.
Eventually, Passion decided that grass looked more appetizing than scary, so Florance took this as an opportunity to lead the young mare into the barn. The mare payed more attention to her surroundings than her handler, and stepped on the woman's foot, receiving a yank on the lead line and a warning smack to the chest. She knew better, and Flora wasn't going to let her get away with inappropriate behavior just because she was in an unfamiliar place. After reprimanding the Appendix, she let the mare walk into her stall, quickly removing the halter before she rolled in the bedding and locked up. Making her way back to the trailer, Cosmo still hadn't moved from his starting position.
That stud could sleep the day away and he'd love it. He was lazy, really, but he knew his job well. He pinned his ears briefly as he was awoken from his nap, but soon got over his disturbance as he sniffed the air, attempting to peer into stalls to see other horses, occasionally nickering, before finally falling silent as he was introduced to his stall. He was pleased with it, especially with the bedding as he began to paw at it after Flora slipped him a peppermint and slipped off his halter. The brunette watched, amused, as Cosmo circled his stall and kicked the shavings into clumps in different areas. She didn't understand why he did it, but he did it, so she tolerated it. In fact, it was quite enjoyable to watch, especially when she was stressed. Just seeing him be his goofy self could calm her.
- ( ♬ ) s ᴀ ɴ ᴛ ɪ ᴀ ɢ ᴏ }
XXXXXXXXX nineteen } male } crush: none atm } horses: rico, ursula } tags: open
Indentation Ursula's hip bumped into his chest as he removed her sheet. Shifting his green eyes to the mare who was tossing her head, he pursed his lips, knowing she did it on purpose. One of her favorite things was scratches, especially on her butt. She'd done it since she was a filly, demanding the rubs, and anybody who didn't know her would think that she was going to strike out. But in all reality, she just wanted butt scratches and she'd get mad if you didn't. Folding the large thing in half and then flopping it over the stall door, he turned just slightly to receive her haunches bumping him once more.
Santiago sighed heavily before he took both hands and started scratching away at her dappled patches, starting just behind her barrel and moving to the base of her tail, noticing as she looked over her shoulder, eyes peering through her long forelock as her upper lip wiggled in satisfaction. Smirking at the gypsy's antics, he soon stopped as his hands began to ache. Thankfully, she had known to be satisfied with what she received. So once he finished, she turned away from him and grazed away on the grass cube in her hay bag. She was an easy to please mare, unlike somebody else. Speaking of the devil, he was whinnying nonstop the entire way they pulled into the driveway, walking into the barn, and even after he had been settled in his stall for almost thirty minutes. Rico was certainly a pain in the butt sometimes, since he basically never shut up, but he was a good horse nevertheless.
As he walked into the sooty palomino's stall and gave him a nice rub down with a clean curry brush, he noticed a familiar mare walk by the stall--Passion, one of Ricochet's many offspring, one who just happened to be sold to his best friend's sister. Flora had fallen in love with the filly as soon as she had laid eyes on the small thing, and Santi couldn't fight against the begging eyes she gave him six years ago. He waved to the brunette, then returned to Rico as the stallion nudged him roughly, looking for some cookies hidden in his jean pockets.
- ( ⚓ ) ᴅ ᴀ ᴍ ᴀ ʀ ᴄ ᴜ s }
XXXXXXXXX twenty-three } male } crush: none atm } horses: haskell, zeus } tags: open
Indentation Marcus almost didn't want to take Zeus out of the trailer. He was mad. Horses in general were pretty dangerous, but when they were angry and 19 hands, they were nightmares. He had barely managed to get Haskell out of the trailer before the large Clydesdale attempted to start a fight with an angry roar and the lash of his massive hooves. Thankfully the young Westphalian stallion had skittered out of the trailer fast enough to avoid an accident waiting to happen. Sadly, the man knew that if he didn't take out the large black and white gelding, there would be chaos. He managed to put Haskell away without an issue, thankfully. As he ambled his way back out to the trailer, he passed Zeus' stall and pursed his lips in irritation. It was too small for the large draft.
Gritting his teeth and kicking gravel as he meandered his way towards the hellish gelding, he shook his head, ran a hand through his dark hair, and finally decided that he better take the large monster out of the trailer now before later. As he opened the divider and revealed the large Clydesdale, he noticed the whites of his eyes showing, the heaving of his flanks. He had somewhat tired himself out with his tantrum, but not enough. Marc hastily made way of the trailer tie, hooking the lead line, and fleeing out of the float for his life as it began to shake. Zeus launched himself out of the trailer, roaring loudly and pounding his globe-sized hooves against the ground, dragging his handler along with him for a few feet before he finally settled.
Marcus heaved a sigh of relief once he calmed down, petting his large shoulder and whispering soft words of encouragement. Soon, the whites of his eyes didn't show, and Zeus dropped his head to scavenge for any forage that was edible between the gravel. Thankfully, the splashed gelding was never this dangerous--he really was a sweet, lovable horse. He just got so cramped in trailers due to his large size that he'd get mad and extremely uncomfortable. Growde was almost relieved at the fact that it seemed like nobody saw his Clydesdale's tantrum.
