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{{I do insist...Yes, I do. And Baby is just...I'll just put her in this!

Marcee found himself walking towards a gelding, who had caught his eyes. The horse halted a few feet away, before clearing his throat and his deep but soft voice filling the air. And you may be? He asked. That happened to be 'his' patch of grass that the horse was nibbling on, so the gelding took matters into his own hooves.

Baby's attention was caught by two horse's in the corner of her eye. So, the Haflinger mare pranced away from her newly found friend to the two geldings. Hi! She neighed.

[jet pack blues]

Rebel;;
Rebel lifted his head up from the grass, his gaze meeting a rather gruff-looking gelding. He kept his calm demeanor and offered a small smile. "Rebel," he answered briefly, yet politely. He held the other horse's gaze for a few more seconds before lowering his head again just to have to look back up at a mare. Now, seeing as he was speaking to a mare, he would decide to have a better manner around the beauty. "Hello," he said back in greeting.

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Marcee was already getting ticked off, just because this 'rude' mare decided to ruin his talk with this gelding. His ears pinned against his head and his tail lashing, he did not utter a 'hello'. He only gave the mare a death glare, Get lost you pesky mare... He muttered quite loudly. Baby, on the other hand only looked at Marcee with a pleading forgiveness, and cocked her head to the side at his mutter. Excuse me? She snorted, backing up off against the fence and then back again. Baby rolled her eyes and looked at the other gelding who she heard his name to happen to be Rebel. I'm Baby. The mare politely, bowing her head a little.

[jet pack blues]

Rebel;;
Rebel was taken aback at this gelding's rudeness towards a mare. He'd been raised to treat mares with respect, no matter what. He figured that maybe the other gelding hadn't had such a wonderful mother as himself, for he was quite proud of his dam, especially moments such as these. Seeing as the mare hadn't seemed to think much of Marcee's rude comment, he decided to not think so highly of it either. He offered a small, forgiving smile to Baby. "And I would assume you're new?" he asked the mare, putting Marcee off completely.

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The mare nodded her head in approval, flicking her flaxen colored tail over her back. Marcee was quite taken by both the horse's ignoring him, so he decided to make himself clear. The gelding nipped Rebel's rump, angry boiling up in him like a flame turning into a fire. You are eating my grass! He growled.

{{Derp, I gotta go! Tomorrow at school we get to dress up for Halloween for 10 minutes c: Isn't that fun!?

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(I read from where I posted last, Dylan to the rescue, lol...)

Bryce
Still on the black mare, in the black of the night, Bryce shifted back to a slow canter, he had ridden for hours, and was a long way from the stables, but he was lost... Dismounting quickly, Bryce tied the mare to a nearby tree and sat, burying his head in his hands and huddling up, not crying, but fuming with himself, and puzzled of why Decoda had acted so strange about the kiss.

[jet pack blues]

(OMG ten whole minutes?!? Gee jolly joy! That seems like so much fun!)

Rebel;;
Rebel smiled softly and apologetically towards the mare. "I hope you enjoy it here—" he began saying, just to get cut off my a sharp pain in his rump. Anger welled up inside him, as he knew what had happened. Rebel was usually a kind gelding, and never really threw the first hoof (lol, see what I did there?), but he wasn't one to back down from something he had been living on his whole life. His ears went flat on his neck in an instant, and he let out a small buck, glad that Marcee was so close behind his range of a kick.

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{{I hope you were being sarcastic! Ten minutes and then we have to change for another boring day of school! And we can't wear make up or scary masks so that just killed my whole vibe of being a werewolf so now a belly-dancer!

Marcee was struck right in his jaw, making the gelding squeal with a shot of pain. And then, the wild horse within him sprang out as he reared, striking out on Rebel's back. There was pure hatred as he landed before rearing as he jumped to the side if the other gelding wanted to strike out. But as he pushed his rump against the fence, he could feel teeth bite into his backside. With another squeal he shot away from the fence, high tailing. There stood Baby with her teeth bared, and her ears laying down on her head. Serves him right! She growled, before going back to her normal cheerful self.

[TruckerGirl]

Jennifer to Fabline
"Well just you really, I went to get Rocket and there was ton of people I said hi and went off to get Rocket by the time I got back everyone was gone, but the stable hand and other girl." she said with a half smile.

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Dylan was glad to put a brief smile on her face and wrapped is arms around her also until she broke away, plopping down on a nearby called log. He followed and sat next to her, listening carefully to the story. He flinched at the word 'love', it was so powerful. "He doesn't hate you," Dylan responded in a tone that almost made Decoda sound foolish, of course Bryce didn't hate her. Dylan removed his black hoodie and wrappe it around Decoda's shoulders. He was only wearing a black t-shirt but Dtlan didn't get cold easily. He wrapped his arm comfortingly around his shoulder and sighed softly. It was odd that he was being emotionally supportive to Decoda, his crush, about Bryce, a guy who disliked him. It didn't feel right but Decoda needed this, who else could she talk to?

{{ Got to go, I can post tomorrow. Night

{{ I don't dress up anymore, Mischive Night is what my friends and I do c: