Run or Be Caught (Horse Rp) *Accepting(Need Humans)* V. 3

[butchbiologist]

"At least I don't betray my species and I don't do any tricks." Feather snorted, nostrils flaring angrily, her teeth bared. "I may walk or canter for him but at least I'm still loyal to my kind." She added, kicking dust at Fly before turning and galloping away.

[~Nala~]

"My lord is right." Lou sighed. She desided her help wasn't needed here so she headed off to the roan stallion. "Hey there big fella. How's it going?" Lou mumered softly to him. She reached her hand out for him to sniff. She grabed some mints and placed them on her flat palm. if he was anything like Authentic this would work like a charm.

"Tricks? I don't do tricks! And who cares what you have to say. Your just a stupid love struck horse. Another one of OUR kind that will soon change and become some plump lazy pleasure horse." Fly snorted before turning off in the opposite direction.
OOC: Sorry! Won't happen again! :3

[butchbiologist]

Feather snorted, enraged and wanted so desperately to attack her but simply grazed, if Fly came closer she would get kicked, hard.

[Agentized]

( Lol, thanks. :3 )

Jay sighed, watching the two mares, rubbing his head. He then glanced back at the two stallions. "Can't at least someone get along today?" He muttered in annoyance.

Ace stood at the back of his stall, as far away from the aisle as possible. He then looked over at Lou walked up to his stall, pinning his ears. He then shook himself off, slowly walking to the front of her stall and tentatively sniffed her hand, then drew his head back, eyeing her hand as she drew out the mints. At first he didn't touch them, but then they started smelling awfully good, and he reached out his muzzle once more, lipping one up. Finding it tasted amazingly good, he lipped the rest of them up, munching on them.

[~Nala~]

Fly wanted nothing but to take a good chunk out of this horse but made sure to hold it together. She didn't need to waste any time and energy on this excuse of a horse.

"That'a boy. I'm not here to hurt you." Lou murmered softly. She pulled out more mints and extended her hand for the stallion to lick them up. "How about some real food? Are you hungry?" Lou asked the stallion watching his reaction to her voice.

[butchbiologist]

Feather snorted and galloped around the perimeter of the pasture to blow off some steam, dang that... Thing was annoying.

[Agentized]

Ace flicked his tail, lipping up the mints once more and munching on those ones. He then gave a snort, looking down the aisle, his dark mane falling over his equally dark eyes. He then looked back at her, bobbing his head a bit. "I guess so." He muttered.

[~Nala~]

Lou smiled. "I'll be right back." Lou mumered and ran off to the feed room and grabed a green bucket and filled it with grain. She then grabed a metail pail and filled it with fresh water. She carried the two buckets to the stallions stall and slowly opened the half door. Once inside, Lou placed the bucket of food and the pail of water on their hooks for the stallion to eat. She left the stall and stood outside just watching him. "She hoped he would get used to her pressence and begin to trust her. Later she might work on some ground work. She would try Join-Up and hope it went a lot smoother than when she had tried it with Authentic.

[Agentized]

Ace watched the girl run off down the aisle and gave a snort, backing away and sticking against the far side of his stall. After a little while, she came back and entered his stall. He pinned his ears a bit and watched her as she put the two buckets on the hooks on the wall, then left and stood outside of the stall. He flicked his ears back forward once more and swished his tail, before shaking out his mane. He then slowly turned and walked to the front of the stall. He stopped as he came to the two buckets and slowly dipped his muzzle, sucking up some of the water in it. He then lifted his muzzle and turned his head a bit to dip it into the feed bucket, eating some of the feed.

[~Nala~]

"You seem decently calm right now. Would you mind if I gave your coat a little groom. Your looking a bit dirty." Lou murmered to the stallion straing at the patches of mud on his sides. He had obviously never seen a brush in his life.