Shawna Ravenwood
Female
Nineteen
Single- No Crush
Mood; Tired
Currently; Lunging Bek
With; Her Horse, Bek
Where; In The Field
Horses; Newport, Bek, & Destiny
Shawna yawned as she led her ten year old american paint gelding out into an empty field. She had on Bek's blue & black halter, along with his matching lunging line. She was planning to lung him, she had nothing better to do. She sighed as she went to a spot next to the fence, walking away from Bek and letting some line loose. She clicked her tongue making Bek trot circles around her. She laughed softly as Bek snorted and bucked his back legs a little.