by jet pack blues » Mon Nov 18, 2013 3:31 pm
Lacey
Lacey threw her head back, laughing for a moment before racing after Jason. She followed after him over every jump, whopping with joy as she got up high in the air. Even though her bike wouldn't go as fast as Jason's, she pushed it anyways. She flew through gears as if there was no tomorrow, getting a feel for the bike.
Sunni
The mare finally understood. She thought his coat was beautiful, unlike anything she'd seen before. She was used to old cowboy horses, and cowboys didn't tend to care about how pretty a horse was. "I've never even seen an Arabian until today," she said casually under breaths as she pushed faster and faster.
Tobias
Tobias laughed at Makenzi's jokes. "That's a good one," he told her. He began to notice that she kept on pushing Zealot faster and faster, so he mirrored her. "You wanna race, punk?" he challenged playfully, giving Sunni a good nudge with his spurs. The palomino shot out quickly, her ears flicking back to Tobias.