Skip To The Beat-[Vocaloid 1x1]

[Mardigraskit]

::Bresa :: Rin ::
"Len ?"
Rin peaked her head out of the stall, hearing a familiar voice and the mention of her surname. She was surprised to find Oleander and Len standing a few stalls down. "Hey, didn't expect you to come in here. You finally man'ed up and decided to come riding ? Bluebell needs to be exercised- or she might colic. You know what that is, right ?" She lectured, resting her hand on the side of the stall door. She unlatched the lock, walking backwards and coaxing Josephine out of her stall.

Bresa appeared too occupied, mumbling words to Nightmare. The stallion seemed to be tossing his head this way and that, as if trying to not listen to her.
[[Either'd work. Suppose I'll throw a PM your way in a little while.]]

[daae]

Len frowned and let out an exasperated sigh.
"I have no clue what that means but it sounds painful." He said with a tired tone. Oleander patted his head.
"Aww... You're terrified of horses but you care deeply for yours? Cute." She cooed mockingly.


{{Okay ^^ Sorry if my posts are short, I know almost nothing about horses X3 }}

[Mardigraskit]

::Bresa :: Rin ::
Rin opened her mouth to explain, but the blonde was quickly interupted by Bresa, who pushed back from her stallion's stall.
Bresa left her hands on the stall door as she spoke, tone melcanholy. "The organs of the horse shut down, beginning with the digestive system. The horse develops kidney stones, also causing it to be enable to eat. Legs become frail as it goes on. The horse can not stand- if it does, it is only for a moment. It becomes slower and less active, which causes it to get worse. Eventually it stops trying, giving up on life, and dies slowly and painfully. The pain can be compared to...to someone ripping you apart from the inside, so to speak." She said, blinking twice, thrice, as she turned back to Nightmare.
Rin pat Josephine on the head, leading the mare back towards the tack area. "That..pretty much sums it up."

[[Feel free to ask me any questions- I'm a bit of a horse nerd, as I myself own horses. Plenty of 'em. ]]

[daae]

•Oleander•Len
Len felt his eyes watering as he thought of his sweet little Bonibell slowly fading away.
"That's terrible. No living creature should ever go through that!" He declared strongly and determined.

{{Thanks. I've never even had a pet bigger than a carnival goldfish that died in three days, so it'll be a big help.}}

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::Bresa :: Rin ::
"Which is why you should atleast lead Bonibel on a rope around the barn or something- lack of excercise, dehydration, lack of fresh water, fracture to bones, high stress, uncleaned stall, stale hay, don't ask me how hay get's stale because I don't even know, and also lack of attention and depression can drive a horse into colic. Over-breeding or in some cases, too little breeding, can cause a hormonal build up in the system and cause it to shut down even faster," Lectured Rin as she tied Josephine to the hook that was on the wall. The hook was where the saddle was, but now that Rin was tacking her up she might as well use the hook for something else.
Cautiously, Bresa reached over the side wall and felt around the reins, halter, and bridle area, before she found what she was seeking. She pulled out the pure white western reins, which she managed to get onto Nightmare before she opened the stall. She backed up, stroking his head with one hand and gripping his halter with the other. "But it happens. Seeing as I've had Nightmare for nearly a month now, it's time to ride him- oh, you forgot something else, Rin." She said in a matter-of-fact tone, now looking to Oleander and Len. "Riding a horse before they are fully grown, at five years, can be deadly. Though racehorses are riden at age two, a very, very early stage, they usually die at age five or six."

[[I think the smallest animal I've ever had was the five-foot electric eel back when I was two.. or maybe my two cats I had a few years back.
Aaanyway, ask away about horses.]]

[daae]

•Oleander•Len•
Len slapped his palm to his face.
"You two are scaring me and it's depressing." He said quietly, shaking his head.

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::Bresa :: Rin ::
"Sorry," Apologized the boy's sister, continuing to tack up Josephine, focusing on the mare.

Bresa tied Nightmare to one of the hooks on the wall, opposite of Rin. "..Len, you're scared of horses, right ? Come here." She made a motion with her hand, before disappearing behind her black stallion as she began to gather his equiptment.

[daae]

•Oleander•Len•
Len nodded and obeyed silently. Oleander grabbed him by the back of his collar.
"Don't crap yourself kid." She whispered dauntingly before shoving him away. He gulped and scratched his arm nervously as he got closer to Bresa and Nightmare.

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::Bresa :: Rin ::
"Don't get my brother bit, Bresa," Rin warned, kneeling down to hook the saddle together. Josephine was partly blocking her view, but she trusted Bresa wouldn't make her brother get bit- and only trusted that her brother wouldn't be as stupid as to put himself near a horse's mouth.
Oh well, things happen.

Bresa set the tack she was going to use on the ground, walked back around the horse and patting his nose.
Nightmare stomped his front hoof as the shota approached, bringing his head down to shake his mane. He raised his head, standing to his full height.
Bresa moved to where she was between Len and the stallion, who was now turning his head to eye something on the wall. "Don't look so frightened- they can sense fear. Trust me. They're like..dogs. Dogs can sense your emotions. Anyway, stand next to me, facing Nightmare." She turned, bringing her hands up to the horse's neck and stroking his fur- much to the horse's pleasure.

[daae]

•Len•
Len smiled weakly.
"Sorry. It's kind of hard to not look frightened where you're terrified. I'll try harder." He mumbled quietly- attempting to not wring his hands.