to the moon and back || buckskin. x bulldog22

[buckskin.]

she's the famers daughter, he's the farm hand. what more do you need to ask?

[Bulldog22]

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Emily Jones
Female | 19 | straight
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Ｎａｍｅ:: Emily Renee Jones
Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ:: Em
Ａｇｅ:: Nineteen
Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ:: Female

Ｈａｉｒ Ｃｏｌｏｒ:: Brown
Ｅｙｅ Ｃｏｌｏｒ:: Green
Ｈｅｉｇｈｔ:: 5'3
Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ:: 120
Ｂｏｄｙ Ｔｙｐｅ:: petite but muscular

Ｈａｉｒ Ｄｉｅ:: Highlights
Ｐｉｅｒｃｉｎｇｓ:: Ears and belly button
Ｔａｔｔｏｏｓ:: the quote"through every dark night there is a brighter day." On her rib cage in honor of her mom and a heart on her wrist for her best friend
Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ:: Emily is sweet and bubbly. She loves to help the people around her, smile and laugh often. She began working with animal shelters and hospitals in her free time away from the farm which she fell in love with. Unfortunately now that she is in college she has little time for that. She is very outgoing and passionate.

Ｌｉｋｅｓ:: Singing, dancing, racing, horses, boys,playing guitar
Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ:: Rude or aggressive people, large parties
Ｆｅａｒｓ:: Losing the people she loves, losing her horse.

Ｂａｃｋｇｒｏｕｎｄ:: Emily has grown up in the small town setting her whole life. She lives on her family farm and loves every minute of it. She can’t wait until the family farm is hers. She has a horse namedmidnight. Emily also goes to a prestigious college where she shows midnight and is on the equestrian team. She goes to college in Virginia and won a National title as a freshman. She hope to continue to show after college and studies equine sciences.

Ｃａｒ:: She has an old ford pick up that's blue and beat up
Ｐｈｏｎｅ:: iPhone 11
Ｍｕｓｉｃ:: Country
Ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ Ｓｔｙｌｅ:: Jeans, boots, shirts, tank tops, flannels
Ｈａｂｉｔｓ:: Biting her lip and playing with her fingers/hair

Ｓｏｃｉａｌ Ｓｔａｔｕｓ:: ......

Ｓｅｘｕａｌ Ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ:: Straight
Ｃｒｕｓｈ:: Are you kidding me?
Ｄａｔｉｎｇ?:: No one
Ｅｘ'ｓ:: I have a few

full name:
Logan Ryan Smith
age:
19
description:
i have brown hair and brown eyes with gold flecks in them; I'm six foot three
personality:
sweet, funny, caring
history:
i have grown up in the country...I never knew my mom and my dad and sister died in a car accident.
What do you look for in a guy/girl?
someone I can call pretty or beautiful, love animals, plays guitar, sings
Weaknesses?
girls who can sing play guitar.
Strengths?
i work hard and love animals
Fears?
losing people close to me
Tattoos?
cross with my dad and sisters name
Sexuality:
Straight
Crush:
tbd

[buckskin.]

Full name Ronan Alexander Moore
Nickname Ro
Age 21 years
Gender male
Sexuality hetero
Relationship status single
Nationality Australian
Ethnicity welsh -australian
Height 5'11
Discipline campdrafting + bull riding
Theme song outback club - lee kernaghan

Personality
Ronan is the typical country Australian boy, he is loud and confident and needs to be knocked down a few pegs so to speak. For as long as he has been able to so much as open and close his eyes, it has been clear that Ronan has a strong and humorous personality, he loves a good joke but also knows when he needs to be serious. He has a considerably strong work ethic and has the mentality that if something is started, then it has to be finished or there is no going home until it is. Things aren't left half done around Ronan and he doesn't appreciate slackers, in short he runs a tight ship. Unlike his sister, Ronan is a fighter with the tendency to escalate situations in the from of physical violence. He is known to throw the first punch due to his short, fiery temper and takes some time to cool down. Despite this trait, he is generally content with livestock and other animals and is capable of keeping his cool under the pretence that animals are well, animals. Despite being a natural horseman, Ronan doesn't have the desire to compete and would compete in the odd draft here for the benefit of a young horse, but his passions lie in training horses and generally just working on the farm. Often his time is spent with the horses but that doesn't mean that Ronan doesn't enjoy going out to parties or just have a drink with the boys. Overall, Ronan is either a good mate or is going to make your life hell depending on what he thinks of you or who you have hurt. Just don't touch his sister and you'll be fine.
History
Born and raised on the property of Ochre Valley, Northen Territory, Australia, Ronan is the oldest of two and grew up following in his grandfathers shadow. Originally, they lived on a small acreage just outside of the main town as his mother didn't want to live out in the middle of nowhere, but still the young boy had horses, chickens, ducks, dogs, a cat and even (an evil) goat. Despite all of this and a good group of friends, the highlight of Ronan's week was visiting his grandparents at Ochre Valley. It was here he really learnt to ride and work with young horses, as well as manage and run a beef cattle station. By the time he was five, and his darling baby sister was just creeping on two, Ronan's mother just up and left in the middle of the night. It wasn't long after this they moved in with his grandparents, the property had been home ever since. Like most country kids, Ronan had been working cattle from as young as six and thoroughly enjoyed his time with the animals, eventually convincing his grandparents to let him halter break and show some of their cattle. Slowly, he brought on one, then two, then five animals at a time, showing in places as prestigious as the Sydney Royal Easter Show. As he entered high school, Ronan continued this love through Agriculture and Primary Industries, having cattle donated by his grandparents as well as becoming a helping hand with the school's own cattle and breeding program. It was at seventeen that he started becoming restless, he loved his family and the property, but he needed to do more and to be more than the Moore boy that dropped out of High School to work on the family farm.
Tattoo(s) five, the dates his grandparents and best mate past over his heart, a coil of barbwire on his right wrist, 'angry' brahman head on left bicep
Piercing(s)
Horses none of his own yet
Other Pets 2 year old black and tan female Kelpie named Storm
Family Pete Moore (52, father), Georgia Moore (18, younger sister)

Full name Georgia Helena Moore
Nickname George
Age 18 years
Gender female
Sexuality hetero
Relationship status single
Nationality Australian
Ethnicity welsh -australian
Height 5'6
Discipline eventing, show jumping mostly
Theme song life moves on - finneas

Personality
wip
- confident, outgoing
- extroverted, life-of-the-party
- 'always' happy as a mask
- easily excited
History
wip
- similar to Ronan (siblings)
- more equine showing involvement
- close to grandparents
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Tattoo(s) same dates as Ronan for grandparents but on her left wrist, sunflower on right ankle
Piercing(s) ears
Horses Bijoux Du Rouet aka Kano
Other Pets -
Family Pete Moore (52, father), Ronan Moore (21, older brother)

[Bulldog22]

Emily drove home with the horse trailer attached to her truck. While she was home from college for the next month plus, she wanted to make sure that she continued to keep up her riding. She had won a championship the past two year in riding and hoped that her junior year would prove to be just as bountiful. Emily pulled up to the house and noticed a new truck. She was exhausted from all the driving. She sighed and shook her head. She swore that if the new who ever it was gave her trouble or even thought about touching her prized horse, then she would have him fired immediately. She didn’t care who he was or how good he was. Nobody was to touch midnight except on her orders. Emily carefully drove down the long driveway to the barn. She smiled softly seeing her dad and the new horses he had been talking about. She waved happily and pulled her truck up to the barn. Emily climbed out and talked to one stable hand who said everything was already ready for midnight and her. She began to undo the trailer and smiled seeing midnight inside. She opened it up and let her horse out into the free pen to run around for a bit after the long trip. Emily then headed into the barn to finish the stall for midnight. She turned to go and get a bit more hay when she ran right into him. She hit the ground pretty hard and scowled. “Hey...watch where you...” She looked up at him and glanced him over. “are going....also, don’t touch midnight ever. I will take care of her. She is my horse and gets the best treatment and training. My trainers and doctors will be in this week so make sure they get to her.” Said Emily. She smiled simply. “The name is Emily by the way...Jason Smith is my father.” Said Emily as she turned away. She wanted to end on that as if to give a warning which hopefully didn’t come across as harsh as she thought it did. She wasn’t that cold blooded. She just wanted things done right.

[buckskin.]

Ronan sat the bluetooth speaker on the roundpen's gate post before unclipped the lead rope from the young filly's rope halter. She was one of the animals bred here, but was surprisingly flighty to the touch and noise sensitive which made it difficult for her to be handled. It wasn't anything he hadn't dealt with in the past and it would be something he'd see in the future, but this was now and it was now he was tasked with getting that fearful mentality out of the otherwise potentially talented black three year old. His attention was drawn to the sound of a vehicle rolling down the driveway, he had been told that his new boss's daughter was coming home today or tomorrow and he assumed that this arrival was likely her. Feeling that it wasn't his place and his attention was best suited to the black filly, the young man made his way into the barn. He needed to pull his saddle out as the boss wanted the black filly ridden despite her nervousness regarding people, this wasn't an issue as she would get over it in time. As he headed in, he accidentally bumped into the girl, jumping back as she headed towards the ground "I'm sorry, I..." he started but was quickly cut off by her somewhat rude response, but never the less offered a hand that she didn't seem to take. She was quick to judge and protective of the animal she had trailered here. It wasn't like he didn't love his horses back home, but they were working animals after all. "Ronan." he stated simply, feeling that the conversation wasn't going to go any further. But yet, part of him didn't feel that he should walk off just yet. Perhaps she would dismiss me he thought to himself before taking a step back as if he was going to head back to the roundpen.

[Bulldog22]

Emily sighed and took in a breath. She had started to walk away but turned back to the attractive male. “I’m sorry. I haven’t slept much and midnight is just super important to me and my career. .. you probably didn’t know and I ran into you so I’m sorry, I’m sure I will be seeing you around a lot. I can fill you in more about my horse later. “ she said. She put her brown hair up into a bun and sighed some unbind her eyes. “There are so many new horses around here it feels so weird not knowing like any of them.” Added Emily. She turned and went to lead midnight into the barn and into her stall. She closed the horse in and gave her food and water before turning and heading back out of the barn. She smiled politely over to Ronan and took in a breath. Was she always so rude? What had gotten into her? She sighed to herself and went to move the trailer to where it could be left before unhooking her truck. She parked her truck heading into her home with her bags. Emily plopped herself down and talked to her dad for a moment. She sighed hearing about all the lessons she was asked to teach while home. Emily would do it, she just needs to really keep on top of her training regiment. Emily showered and changed before heading back outside. She stood watching Ronan with the black filly. The horse was beautiful. She smiled a bit as she leaned against the round pen watching some more. “How long have you been working with her?”

[buckskin.]

He could understand why she had reacted in such a way, she had been away for a while as it seemed and it was always hard coming back to things that had changed. Hell, the day he came home to find that his dad has trader his best dog for a sub-par tractor engine was probably the most frustrated and upset he had been in his young life. Change could be difficult and he understood that. Ronan offered a smile "You're alright, I don't know how far you've travelled but I know what it makes me like." he replied in hopes of lightening the mood, "I should get back to work." he sighed as he glanced over his should at the filly he left in the round pen. Once he returned to the round pen, Ronan caught the young Quarter horse and saddled her up before sending her back out on the circle. He asked for all three paces in both directions before allowing her to come back in, her muscles flinching under his soft touch on her shoulder "You're right little girl." he cooed softly before grabbing his bridle off the fence. It was a mystery to him, where this mare had come from. She was a different sort to the others he was working with and part of his suspected that she had a different sire, her temperament and build were of concern but no one would believe him. "Good." he praised as he slipped the bridle on and pulled a piece of carrot out of his front pocket. Sometimes positive rewards helped with nervous animals, and although this one was surprisingly good about her head, it reassured a positive experience. Ronan softly mounted the mare, allowing her to think for a moment before flexing her head around to his right, only raising his head when he heard the same voice from before. He offered a smile "About three weeks, she's touch and sound sensitive but surprisingly brave under saddle." he informed as he let her head out and flexed her to the left "I'm supposed to name her but I don't have any ideas yet."

[Bulldog22]

Emily nodded slowly as she glanced over him and the horse. She tilted her head more thinking. “She’s beautiful honestly. Her name should be something like shadow because she is a bit of a mystery. Also, wha is my dad looking to do with her? I spend a lot of time with horses and I’ve been watching you guys. Her temper seems off in ways. She really good with you but like you mentioned, I could tell she was tough and sound sensitive which worries me slightly. Has she gotten all of her vitamins? She could be vitamin be deficient or have you tried ear plugs?” Asked Emily curiously. She obviously hadn’t been around for a while so she had no clue what was going on. She was trying to just be as helpful as possible from knowledge she learned at school but she was worried that Ronan would take it in the wrong way. She shook her head yawning some. Emily glanced over at some of the other new horses. “Do you know what my dad is planning to do with the other horses? “ added Emily. She looked over the area and tried to determine her game plan for the next few weeks. She had lessons and training to do. She hoped that the filly and Ronan wouldn't get in the way of that. However seeing how much property they had including the arena, she doubt that would be a problem. She just didn’t want anyone or anything to get in her way of winning again this next year at school. The girls were always getting better and she needed to prove she was better than ever.

[buckskin.]

Ronan shook his head "I've never been a fan of names like Shadow, I don't know why. Theres just too many horses, dogs and cats out there named things like Shadow and Socks that I feel she needs something different." he was honest about his feelings towards the name, it was over used. He stopped speaking as he asked her to back up, he only wanted a few strides "He wasn't sure about her, she's a bit of a rouge but very intelligent. We were planning on using her as a ranch horse until she kinds her bearings. You're dad had her vet checked, she doesn't need any supplements and I don't believe in band-aiding vices. I refuse to have a horse with issues." he stated honestly, he had always believed in fixing an issue properly, not just chucking a blanket over it and hoping it would go away. "Do you have spotify or music on your phone?" he asked as he encouraged the big black filly into a walk before answering her question "He's planning on selling most of them, although there one or two he'd like to keep. He's asked me to give them all a bit of experience in a range of things so they can go on to their new homes and do well in any discipline." It wasn't his concern about what happened to the horses after they sold as long as they went on the decent homes. He wasn't sure if they usually sold most of their young stock, but in his opinion, there were only a small handful that would do well in any chosen discipline. Most would make good ranch horses or trail horses, brave and forward and independent.

[Bulldog22]

Emily nodded. “I understand...it is a common name. Shad is beautiful though and I’m sure that whatever you name her will be equally as beautiful.” She said. She stepped back and nodded a bit more. She did understand what he was saying but she didn’t understand why you couldn’t start with a remedy like that then slowly start phasing more noises in so that the horse gets used to it. She huffed quietly and rolled her eyes. Whatever. Emily took her phone out and played some music like he had suggested. She watched him with the horse and smiled a bit when her dad came over to watch for a minute as well. She hugged him gently saying her hellos before turning her attention back to Ronan. She watched for a moment longer before heading to go help out with some farm work. She hated to do farm work a lot. She rarely ever had to do it. However, her dad said that they needed help so there she was helping trying to clean up his mess once again. Emily rolled her eyes in distain. She grumbled and sang softly. She almost wished that she was back at school already. At school she could be carefree and do whatever she wanted. She didn’t have to worry about her dad and she liked it that way.