.:Soaring Hearts Stables|Horse and Rider Rp|Accepting:.

[L a w l o r f f]

Spirit moved forward, trying to get away from the spurs and the reins as Nate did so, he was now 4 lengths ahead of Spirit, but he knew he and Kourtney were gaining.

[simply,]

Arctic nickered warmly to his mate, keeping close to the mare's black side that was abnormamly larger. She looked like she had at least a small dog in there. Arctic nickered in concern at Night, stopping to nuzzle her side. "You look thicker then you should be." He sighed, loudly as he carefully avioded the word fat. "I don't like this. I want it to be over with and more you just to have a healthy foal." He said, throwing his head over her back. He was worried sick for the mare and overally protective over her, pinning his ears at what ever mare looked over at them, or stallion.

Poppy stood still as Chance nuzzled her, knowing that he was feeling the foal that moved around in her. "The lift sided one is definalty the stronger one, needer one moves around more. He is probably a colt, I don't know. The right one moves a bit, but not as much as the other." She nickered, taking a step back and breaking away from Chance's nuzzles. "Come over her." She nickered loudly.

[L a w l o r f f]

"They'll both be beautiful foals." Chance nickered, trying to reassure his mate. "Over the fence?" Chance asked, pressing his chest against it. Before waiting for an answer he turned, galloping at it and clearing it, nuzzling Poppy.

"I know what you're getting at, Artie and I'm not fat!" Night protested, snorting "Maybe it's twins?" She suggested, nuzzling Arctic. She reached back and touched her large side, before touching Arctic's neck. "Thoroughbred cross Quarter Horse. Maybe it'll be a good racer." Night whinnied.

[BlueTheBrave]

Bandit nickers and then nuzzles Delilah, "Nobody would ever be able to take me away from you Delilah." She said even though Delilah couldn't understand her. She then nudged Delilahs stomach, wanting to go for a ride. She glanced over at Louie and Rachel again.

[simply,]

"Yes!" Poppy nickered, bobbing her head up and down. She watched as her stallion gallop at the fence and then throw himself over it with perfect form of a jumper. His knees were tight and square, legs kicking out at a perfect angle almost floating over the fence. As he landed she nickered excitedly, rushing up to him, her nose streched out to nuzzle him. "What took you so long?" She teased lovingly.

Arctic shook his head, "I was not implying that you are fat." He snorted, rushing to press his pink tinged muzzle up to her and shake his mane. "Just that you look so big. Bigger then most mares do at this stage." The stallion told the mare, his deep brown colored eyes flickering with concern. "You are the slenderest mare I know." HE relented, hoping to make her feel better. "Your half thoroughbred aren't you?" He asked the mare. He wondered how sucessful his foals would be, not purebreed and all. Would they even be aloud to race?

[L a w l o r f f]

Night nodded. "My father was a barrel racer....A Thoroughbred." She said, nuzzling Arctic. The filly rested one hoof. "Maybe it'll be twins?" She suggested again. She sighed slightly. "Stop worrying Night, no matter what happens I'll still love you and the foals will too." She said, leaning into him slightly, although it was kind of hard, due to her round side.

"Oh, I don't know. the fact that if Kourtney sees my fail jump I'll be taken out of the pasture and worked." He said, nuzzling Poppy. He muzzle moved to trail over her large side, nudging it gently. "I wonder what colour they'll be." Chance though aloud.

[bonjour.]

|Divine Beauty|6 years old|Mare|Dutch Warmblood|Single|
Dive sniffed at hay, before squealing, stamping a hoof on her bedding in disgust. Sniffing at her bucket of grain, she was pleased more, realizing someone had taken the time to listen and had measured her grain, which was a special supplement. For her bones, muscles and stamina. An energy mix, for a top class Show Jumper. A shadow fell across her stall as a person stood at the door, the mare swinging her pretty head around, ears falling back. Snorting at the human who spoke her name, she swished her tail, eyeing the girl with chocolate brown eyes that glittered and danced. Windows to her soul. She did recongize this person though, faintly.

|Nathan King|27 years old|In a Relationship with Kourtney Rikosho|
Nate glanced over his shoulder, letting the reins loose and giving Spirit two sharp kicks. He could see the treeline ahead of them, knowing they were almost at the end of the field.

[psychodrama]

Jay tooked Ruby and Mister out for a walk.

[bonjour.]

Mister flattened his ears as he walked near the mare. He honestly didn't like her with a passion, after she had called him an evil midget more than once. He wasn't a midget, it was his breed. "Great, I get to walk with the idiot." he snorted harshly at Ruby, tail swishing in annoyance.

[psychodrama]

"Hiiiiiii!!! " Ruby said excitedly. Jay lead both horses to a little creek. It looked beautiful.