(XD Ikr it's so ironic!)
Petal happily shook her mane, happy at how clean it was. She gave him a nuzzle to his cheek and then rested her head on his back once more, until sleep eventually consumed her.
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by Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє » Fri Jan 03, 2014 7:43 pm
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Re: A War Called Survival | Wild Horse Rp | OPEN! ACCEPTING!
by landofmakebelieve » Fri Jan 03, 2014 7:49 pm
Blind Man's Cry
He gave a quiet nicker, pleased with how clean he had gotten her mane. Blind looked over his shoulder at her, her eyes closed as her head rested on her back. Blind stayed awake a little while longer, but only until the sky darkened and night fell. Only then did he nose her neck and rest his own head across her bacl, to let his eyes flutter closed as he drifted into a light sleep.
He gave a quiet nicker, pleased with how clean he had gotten her mane. Blind looked over his shoulder at her, her eyes closed as her head rested on her back. Blind stayed awake a little while longer, but only until the sky darkened and night fell. Only then did he nose her neck and rest his own head across her bacl, to let his eyes flutter closed as he drifted into a light sleep.
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please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Re: A War Called Survival | Wild Horse Rp | OPEN! ACCEPTING!
by puzzle piece 123 » Sat Jan 04, 2014 9:57 am
Alurea
Rea trotted along the bank of a small stream, her heat scent spreading behind her. The slight breeze caressed her body, making her feel like she could soar. Eventually, Rea found an empty meadow and decided to roll in the lush grass.
Sun's Raye
Raye swatted at a few annoying flies who seemed intent on biting her flanks. The young mare snorted in annoyance. Each flick of her tail spread her heat scent, but Raye didn't care. Right now she was more focused on ridding herself of the pesky bugs.
Rea trotted along the bank of a small stream, her heat scent spreading behind her. The slight breeze caressed her body, making her feel like she could soar. Eventually, Rea found an empty meadow and decided to roll in the lush grass.
Sun's Raye
Raye swatted at a few annoying flies who seemed intent on biting her flanks. The young mare snorted in annoyance. Each flick of her tail spread her heat scent, but Raye didn't care. Right now she was more focused on ridding herself of the pesky bugs.
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