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[horsemane01]

Alex looked at Constance. "Dakota went to the hospital. She told me to tell you not to feed Turbo dog food." He said. He tried to remember if there was anything else.

[Jiloon]

Constance (Alex)

"Oh ok, well she should be good and patched up." I chuckle a little. "I did feed him, but because of his condition I gave the poor guy some raw hunks of meat. I'm gonna go check on the little fella, wanna tag along or go ride your horse?"

[horsemane01]

"I think I'm going to go out and ride my horse." Alex said. He smiled before walking towards the barn. He headed towards Ghost's stall. "Hey boy." He said.

[xXLuciferXx]

Grenade snorted stubbornly, like a true stallion in his own way. He never really was aggressive, just pushy. For now he sniffed the ground, trying to walk away and find a good patch of grass, he was hungry and demanding food of some sort. He held his tail up high, very elegant and handsome, being nice to her overall.

{For Constance xD}


[That dog Killed Jack xD Tis more dangerous than Fay with a gun, In theory xD. IDC though, Jack wasn't working out anyway.]

{I kept reposting for constance... D: Don't close the RP}

[Jiloon]

Constance (Grenade)

I caress the stallions neck once I get back to him. "Cmon boy, I really need to have a look at that wound and treat it, otherwise your life is in danger. Please Grenade, I don't want to lose you, I have lost so many other things, like peoples trust. Please?" I resort to basically begging the stallion.

[xXLuciferXx]

Grenade stood, moving not nose the women's pocket. He was just searching for treats or food of any kind. He was hungry and that was all his wanted at the moment. He was a horse that worked on bribing, food to follow a command. The pain in his neck drove him to nothing, he'd gotten used to it.

[Kat~]

Fay sat in her room with a bouncy ball, playing with it boredly.

(it's not dieing...just, school started again)

[beth.]

Dakota walked down the driveway and made her way towards the house. She looked at Constance and frowned "Wheres my dog" she growled and ripped the sling off and dropping it waiting for her answer. Although, she heard a bark, and she knew the bark, frowning she made her way towards the bark and opened the door she smiled softly at her dog and kissed his nose as he attempted to stand, "oh turbo" She wiped away a tear, she had no money, he was an 7 year old dog and she knew surgery was pointless. Wiping away her tears she closed the door and made her way towards constance "I need the gun. Don't give me sh*t I need the stupid gun" She growled holding back her tears by biting her lip hard. "I'll give the gun back, I just need that stupid bl**dy gun"

[Spotted.Newt]

Name(Might be re-named by Constance or other but this will be equine name):Tohopka, Native American for 'wild beast'
NickName(same as above):Tohopka
Gender(Stallion,mare,gelding):Stallion
Any cripple spots(blind,lame,etc.):none
Condition when found/will find: He is wild and no body is able to touch or go near him. He fears ropes, leads, and riding equipment of all kinds.
Short history:Tohopka was a wild stallion, part of a bachelor group. At the age of 2.5 years, ranchers captured him, and brought him to a ranch. He already had a fear and hatred of humans, but they made it worse. They would through ropes around his neck and yank him wherever they wanted him to go, yelling and whipping his rump at when he refused to move. They used him as a rodeo horse, and he was always able to throw his riders. The rodeo and ranch became his prison, and ridding equipment always meant going into the ring, having someone shouting on his back, and having people yelling and banging stuff all around.
Personality-normal: Tohopka, deep inside, is a brave, courageous, intelligent, loyal horse. But it will take a lot of work to bring that out, and to get him to trust in humans.
Personality-with abandonment: Tohopka is an angry, defiant horse who will rear and scream and kick if you pass hi line of sight. He fears humans, and that fear was kindled into hatred. He has been deemed un-rideable, and most say he is beyond hope. The stable he is being housed at is discussing putting him down. But maybe he just needs that gentle person, and some TLC...
Harm done to you-hilights: Mostly emotional, as he has no visible scars.
Relationship:none
Rideable:no, it will take a lot of work to even be able to have a saddle within his range of vision without him going baserk.
Other:

[Jiloon]

((Accepted!)(

Constance (Grenade)

"C'mon Grenade! Please!" I tug just lightly on his halter and pull him towards the bathing strip. "Oh, Grenade! How about you come in, and I give you a carrot? An apple? Bran mash?" My voice smaller and smaller to him as if I was talking with a human man. "Grenade c'mon!'" I say impatiently.