

.:Hoofbeats:. wrote:.::. Emilee Noel Anderson .::.
|| 17 yrs || Deaf || My Looks || Tyson & Daisy|| Mood; Tired; Nervous || Location; The barn. ||
Emilee nodded "Indeed." She stooped down and rubbed her dog aswell, before standing back up and looking around. "Do you hve any hoses?" she asked, thinking it was a very stupid question, but it was too late now. She ran a hand through her light aqua hair and smiled. "I my Horse is over there in the stallion paddock. He's the Bay Gypsy by the fence." she said, pointing to where her stallion stood proudly.
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Tyson nodded "It looks like she has, and they get along quite nicely." he said. "In fact, i thnk he's the first person she's been willing to talk to in quite a while." he thought out loud, watching the duo closely. He flicked his tail, watching the humans interact with Daisy, and chuckled. "That dog is an attention magnet, i swear." he flicked his tail, a light smile pulling at his mouth. He turned back to Shea "You should try let Emilee take care of you. She's really sweet." he said, taking another mouthful of grass.
PoisonIvy. wrote:Shea flicked her ears, "If she chooses to take care of me then i wont mind. If not i'll live."













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