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

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(Lol. Okay. She'll come drag him out of the pasture.)

Ashley practically pushed her 16.2 mare, Belle, into her stall. She closed and locked the door, offering the mare a mint. "Okay, I have an appointment to visit this stallion for sale. Arctic I believe his was his barn name. We'll make a jumper out of him yet." She said, as though talking to Belle. She grabbed the stallion's halter and slid her crop into her boot, in case she needed it. She walked in. "Here boy." She lowered the paper to match Arctic to his picture. She began to slowly walk towards him.

Night nudged Arctic forward. "I'll be fine, okay? This is your chance at an owner." The black mare nickered.

Kourtney looked down. "Your ankle okay?" Kourtney asked, looking back up at Nate with slight concern.

(October, how long do we wait for the pregnancy? An actual nine months?)

[bonjour.]

{No, not actually nine months, but a fair amount of time. xD}

Nathan looked up at Kourtney. "What? Oh yeah. I'm fine. When I hit the ground I landed on my shoulder blades, but sort of flipped over and landed on my ankle first. I must of bent it the wrong way." he replied, setting his foot back into the thick stirrup, picking up his reins in one hand again.

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(Yes, yes I know xD My horse had such an attitude today, he kept backing up in one corner because snow kept falling off the roof. I had to lunge him for 20 minutes before I got on he was so hyper. He got a couple good kicks today for backing up xD He seems so intent on backing up when he wants to, but when I want to it's like 2 steps. xD)


"Alright." Kourtney said, giving spirit his reins, setting them down behind the horse. She stretched her armsup.

( WB for Kourtney >:( )

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Arctic's head shot up in suprise as the girl approached him. He snorted loudly at Night and then nudged her. "Well let's see what she can do." He nickered to Night. He would test this girl first and stuck close to Night's side, ready to see what she did when she got mad.

[I guess I can hold out for a few more weeks with Poppy and Ari, but Poppy is going to go into Premutre labor. Excitment. Lol.

[yuki,]

Lucas Devereux
Lucas ran his hand down the mare's neck, looking her up and down to see if she had sustained any injuries during the journey. He saw none and so gave up the search. It was then that he heard the feminine voice, and he raised his head to look at the girl who had spoken. A smile almost immediately brightened up his face as he heard her speak French. "Salut!" He called, raising his hand in greeting. Ebony threw her head up in alarm, still a little skittish after the long trailer ride. Lucas soon saw to calming his horse again, speaking in a hushed tone to her. "Just relax, nana." He said, tying her up outside the trailer for a minute so she could get used to the new sight and smell of the place. Lucas turned back to the girl again, one hand running through his sandy brown hair while the other hooked itself into the pocket of his jeans. "Je suis Lucas. Vous êtes?" He asked, figuring that she knew some French otherwise she wouldn't have started a conversation in it.

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Ashley decided to use the same treatment she did when she first got Belle. Be nice for the first 30 minutes until you've got them thinking you're the super nice person, then when they act up they get it. She smiled. "It's okay boy. She stepped over to Night, deciding he might be able to coax him out with her. She took the mare's mane in her fingers, moving her forward some. She turned, and slowly tried to wrap the lead rope around Arctic's neck so he thought he was caught, making it easier to get the halter on.

[bonjour.]

{@Crazy. I used to ride a handsome Quarter Horse named Moon. I had the same problem, though he didn't back up. Oh no. Snow falls+Moon=Bronco. The snow fell and Moon took off at a dead gallop around the arena, bucking and hopping, before sliding to a halt. He throws his head up, backs up and rears, before coming down and sidestepping, throwing me over his neck and onto a pole. The pole was standing. I crushed it though. Silly boy. I miss him though. He passed away from an enlarged spleen. It was his death anniversary two days ago. This is him.}

Nate smiled, watching Kourtney. With a smile, he pressed the spurs into TJ's side, asking for a jog.

[yuki,]

Achilles' Pride
Achilles lay down next to the mare, whickering softly in an attempt to calm her. "You'll get through this, I know you will," He muttered, pressing his muzzle into Callie's neck. The stallion was beginning to get anxious, though he tried to hide it. He hadn't seen many mares give birth, but he was pretty sure that they lay on their sides. "Just try and relax, please... For me." He asked of her, a pleading tone coming into his voice.

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(Oh trust me, sometimes J-Man can be the way. I haven't caught anything on video yet. Best thing is, even after 10 months with him I still haven't fallen off yet, lol <33 Worst he's done to me so far is buck and gallop. He thought about rearing a couple times today. Aww, that's sad. He's sure a beauty.)

Kourtney kept the same rein length, asking Spirit for a jog. As he moved forward she began to post, although remembered she was riding Western she immediately sat.

Tj snorted, taking a canter step with his front legs before jogging.

[bonjour.]

{Aw, well, every great rider has to fall some day. Haha, I'm kidding, maybe you will never fall on him. I've been thrown off twice, and bucked with countless times. Bam Bam has spooked from a cat hiding near the arena, bolted sideways and bucked. I'm used to his bucks now though. I've fallen from him with the saddle slipped at a lope -fast lope, Bam goes fast-, almost tumbling into the arena fence. xD}

Nate chuckled at Kourtney. "What you think Western riders don't know how to post? Cowboys do it to, me and my dad use to on cattle runs, when the horse was actually trotting." he grinned, pushing TJ on and posting. His posts were small, just rising up slightly and going back down, though they were posts.

Callie whinnied again, before falling onto her side. Flaring her nostrils, she tried to get back up, though collapsed back to the ground. Her tail flicked as a convulsion rippled her side.