.::Alice LaPlante::.
Alice looked back at Shadow, who was right behind her. "Ya. I'm fine." She stared back at Jazz, who was nuzzling her for the treats in her pocket. Skip had curled in the corner of the stall, being use to horses. Smiling, she remembered a video she had watched earlier in the day. "This is Jazz. Indian Creek Cajun Jazz."
.::Alexander West::.
Alex smiled at the girl he had seen earlier in the barn as he passed by to hang up his tack. Sighing, he dusted the dirt off his jeans and went over to check on his stallion. Dragon was waiting for him patiently by the door, as Alex enter in check him over for the ride later. Sighing, he closed his eyes and felt Dragon's muzzle eat the carrot he had held out of him. Smiling, he locked the door and headed back to his truck.













