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username: Shadybro
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eye color: blue/orange
Let me know if you want the halter changed.

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[ShadyBro]

Ah thank you so much, he is gorgeous <3
Could you burn the halter a tad to make it just a bit darker? ^^

Name: Little Drummer Boy /// Blu
Gender: Stallion

[ShadyBro]

"I paced back and fourth in front of the adoption center door, my papers clutched to my chest tightly. I had gotten the call just a few moments ago, and took little time to make my way over here. I was a nervous wreck, as I had been for the past week. I didnt care much for change. I questioned myself, as I had a million times before, why I ever decided to move here. A quick glance at the sign post in front of the building, portraying a young tolter filly, reminded me why. It was my dream to move out here and join hundreds of others in the task of raising and training these amazing creatures. I wouldnt give up just yet. I took a deep breathe and entered the center, turning a corner towards the front desk. An older gentleman in a beige cap and grey suit greeted me. I showed him my application appears, gave him my name, and signed in. After a few moments another worker appeared from a door to the right. She was very pleasant, with a delicate frame and tanned skin. She smilled sweetly, showing a few missing front teeth and an odd scar on her upper lip, and called my name. Her accent was thick and I pinned it as Russian fairly easily. She led me down several corridors to her office, where I spent several more moments sighing my life away on what seemed like hundred of forums and documents. When everything was finally in order she hopped back up and walked out through yet another maze of hallways. We came upon a large wooden door that led outside to the main pasture of the facility. We walked around, towards the med pen. Several tolters nickered at us as we passed, and a more spunky male even walked with us the whole length of the fence. The med pen was around the corner of the barn, sheltered by large bunches of oak trees. Three tolters were inside, two of which were practically glued to the side fence and lazily munching hay. The third charged up to us whinnied harshly, stopping at the gate with a thud and rearing up. His ears stayed pined back the whole time, and his gaze never left my eyes for even a second. I turned towards the worker who had backed up a bit and was giving me an apologetic look. I reached a hand out to the gorgeous boy, cooing softly and whispering sweet nothings to him. His nostrils flared as he drank in my scent tentatively. At the last second, his teeth came snapping down on my hand. I heard an awful crunch and jerked back, but I could already tell from the feel of it that this was just a simple warning bite. I shook my hand a bit and sighed, assuring the workers nearby that I was okay. I could practically see the grin on the stallions face as he pranced in circles around the pen. I chuckled, already in love with this crazy attitude of his. 'Ill take him', I said confidently. I never could shoot down a challenge.."

[ShadyBro]

"It became apparent after just a day that Blu's wild and energetic nature wasnt just due to him being untrained, unruly stallion. The night I brought him home, he had put several dents in my trailer and managed to break three of my fences. I ended up corralling him into the ring, and while it looked like he had bent a few of the bars here and there he had yet to do too much damage. I knew a horse like this would never become a gentle, push-button stead, but I would surely get him to a point where he could be somewhat tame. I spent the next two days straining to get him to trust me. While still wary, he had yet to give me any more 'love bites', and seemed to be coming around. His spunky nature never failed to amuse me, and he generally seemed to enjoy toying with me. Every time I got close enough to touch him, he would rear back and run in circles around me, neighing and bucking energetically. I could swear he was laughing at me each time. Either way, he was no longer frightened or aggressive, so I took that to mean I was making progress."

[ShadyBro]

"As I walked outside towards the ring, Blu jumped up towards the front gate and watched me steadily as I walked. I had his new halter tossed over my shoulder, and the clink of metal against metal stirred him up something crazy. He bucked and galloped a few laps around the ring, finally slowing down and sliding into place in front of me. I leaned against the bars and rubbed his nose gently, and while he allowed me to do so, I could feel his muscles tense at the contact. 'Youre not gunna like this boy, but if we wanna get anything done youre just gunna have to let me do my thing' I whispered to him, showing him the halter. The top was a dark purplish blue, and it faded out to a yellowish orange towards the bottom. All lined in white, it matched the stallions unique eyes perfectly. I opened the gate cautiously and slipped in, resting my back against the cool bars and coaxing him closer. He begrudgingly complied, and I nuzzled his nose as I slipped the halter over it. He stood fairly still as I worked the halter over his head, but once I got to tightening the straps he reared backwards and ran off. He paced back and fourth as far away from me as possible, rubbing the halter on the bars and scratching at it with his front legs. He snapped his teeth and made a whole fuss of noise, bucking and running around in half circles in order to avoid me. I hopped over the gate and stood on the other side, watching somberly as he kicked at the fence and shook his head wildly. Finally it seemed as though he had worn himself out, so I relaxed and left him be. Hours later when I returned however, his halter was not where I had left it. He looked up at me with that cocky grin of his, the few pieces of the halter that he had yet to shred dangling out of his mouth. The torn pieces were dripping with drool and the rest of the halter was scattered throughout the ring in millions of little trampled pieces. I shook my head in disbelief, calling him over to me. With a little too much pep in his step he trotted over to the gate, and spat the rest of the halter at my feet. I picked it up, wiping the excess drool off my boots in the grass. He had actually managed to snap the metal buckle in half. While I was fairly disappointed, I wasnt about to give up. I ran off to the tack room to grab another halter, and made sure to lay out a few more behind it just in case.."

[ShadyBro]

I looked out my kitchen window and gazed at my stallion. He was calm, for once, and slept peacefully by the front gate. There was a certain loneliness to him as he slept however, and I felt guilty for this. I had only just moved here, and despite having the space for hundreds of horses, it lay empty. My uncle had auctioned off all of his horses and closed all the boarding contracts before he gave me this land, saying it would be best for me to struggle and make my own path in the family business. I sighed, reminiscing fondly of him. He would have known what to do with Blu. He would have done right by him. I shook my head and grabbed an apple to munch on before jogging outside toward the ring. Blu lifted his head and whinnied at me, stomping his hooves in the dirt. I called him forward, and he just tossed his head and galloped around playfully. Gee, what a great listener. I reached out a hand and offered him the rest of breakfast, which he sniffed at, but ultimately he just turned his nose up at it. I huffed and turned to leave, when I almost tripped over one of the barn cats. I recognized her immediately as Topaz, the three legged kitten that someone had dropped off here weeks ago. Having a background in leather work I fitted her with a prosthetic leg, and unlike the other cats, she became quite attached to me. I reached down and picked her up in my arms, checking the fit of her leg and giving her all the cuddles she could stand. I felt hot breath on the nape of my neck, and turned to see Blu straining over the edge of the bars. Topaz mewled at him, bating her false paw at him playfully. He whinnied softly and licked her face, coating both of us in slimy horse slobber. I laughed and set Topaz down to clean the slime off my jacket. I heard a clank and saw she had slipped under the bars into the ring, just barely able to get her leg through the space. I yelled at her and snapped at Blu to back off, fearing a kitten her size would be trampled faster than I could hop the fence. Blu approached with a certain...gentleness, however. He nuzzled her head and she rubbed affectionately on his cheek, licking at his whiskers and batting at his long mane. He let her play herself out, and once she was bored she slipped back through the bars and curled up at my feet. I was amazed at his caring nature, a side I had never thought he could possibly have. I praised him, but he cared little, and once Topaz was back in my arms he trotted of to continue his laps around the circle.

[ShadyBro]

"I walked out to the ring with an armful of treats and a fresh pale of water. Blu had yet to eat anything, and I knew he had to be starving by now. As I approached the gate he stopped his prancing and stared at me. He was still, and yet I could see the want, the need, for food in his tired eyes. He brought one hoof forward, unsure. I called out to him in a soft whisper, coaxing him forward. Finally we stepped forward, and began to walk over to me. I could feel the tension in the air like a thick fog, and as I reached a hand out to offer him a plump red apple, I could feel the fear as well. He wanted to trust me, he wanted the food, so why wouldnt he just take it? His muzzle barely grazed the apple, but at the last second he jerked back and ran in the other direction. I sighed, disappointment radiating off of me in waves. I slid down and set with my back against the bars, listening to the pounding of his scattered hooves as he dashed about in half circles again. I put my head down and closed my eyes, and after a while the pounding stopped. I could feel his breath on my back again, and felt whiskers tickling my neck. I smiled and picked up the apple, once more offering it to him. After a moment of stillness I heard a loud crunch and my hand was instantly coated in drool and apple juices. I turned my head to see him slurping down the rest of the apple, core and all. Smiling, I offered another to him. He ate that up just as quick. Standing up slowly I grabbed the water pale and offered it to him, and after a quick sniff he stuck his head right in. He drank to his hearts content and then moved onto the haypille I had slipped under the bars. I brushed my fingers against his cheek softly, and while he still tensed at the contact, he didnt bolt or jerk away. I praised him softly, trusting him as he now trusted me."

[ShadyBro]

"I steered the truck into the driveway, the giant trailer rattling behind me. As I parked the truck and hopped out, I could already see Blu starting to act anxious. He ran faster, switching directions on a dime, rarely stopping as he continued around in circles. I opened the back of the trailer and placed a tentative hand on the muzzle of my new stallion, Ross. He stared at me with a mysterious yet curious gaze. I nuzzled him before gently tugging on his lead rope and pulling him out of the trailer. Blu whinnied at the sight of the gigantic horse, bucking at the gate and angrily stomping the ground as he reared. I sighed, leading Ross away from the ring and towards the barn. I settled him into his stall, filling his feed and water and just letting him relax. He was fairly calm and quiet, so I wast too worried about him. It was Blu that worried me. Another stallion was on his territory now, and he was just not having it. He continued to cry and stomp like a toddler that wasnt getting its way. A tantrum of sorts really. It seemed to last for years, though it was only a few hours before I went out and tried to correct him. He charged at me, stopping inches from hitting the fence between us, and then continued to shriek and run in circles. I sighed and went back to the house, figuring he would eventually tire himself out. I went to bed early, knowing it wouldnt be a very restful sleep. Blu screamed through the night, but I finally managed to block it out enough to fall asleep. It didnt last long however, because I awoke to absolute silence a few hours later. I paused, holding my breath, waiting for the nonsense to continue, but all was still. I jumped up and looked out the window towards the ring. The fence line was torn apart as if a tornado had had gone through. Blu was no where to be found. I ran downstairs and out the door, yelling his name. I heard a soft whinny from Ross, and I feared the worst. When I came in I was shocked to see Blu huddled against the back corner, battered and bruised. Ross stood calmly in his stall, despite the broken door hanging wide open. I rushed over to Blu and checked him over for any serious injuries, but he had only a few little scratches and one small gash on his muzzle, most likely from Ross kicking him. Blu was truly a case of 'bark worse than his bite'. I led Ross into a different stall, noting to build another new door for his old stall, and brought Blu out to med pen. I turned on the electric fence and tied him to a post. The sun was just starting to rise, so I figured I may as well get to work already. I spent the day setting up the ring all over again, being sure to take even more precautions. When I was done, I brought a tired and depressed Blu back to the ring. He whinnied pitifully seeing all his hard work rebuilt. Ross trotted up from the pasture behind the barn, sticking his head over the fence. He snorted, getting Blu's attention. They stared at each other for a while, a tender gaze, and then they both relaxed. Ross turned and went back to exploring the pasture, and Blu settled by the fence and nibbled at the graze growing up in between the bars. He had truly learned some manners after all."

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