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USRname & ID:
Greyfire #375912
Greyfire #375912
Current date:
11.22
11.22
Rider:
Autumn | She/Her | Western
Specialities:
β£ Reining
β£ Team Roping
β£ Barrel Racing
Horses coming:
ΛΛ Seafoam Β΄Λ

Short RP section if desired:
Autumn finishes tidying up the stalls for the day and looks at the sky. She checks her wristwatch and contemplates the time. "Only noon. Plenty of time for a ride before my next training session." She heads into the stables to put away her equipment then makes her way to the end stall where Seafoam, her uniquely teal mare, who you'd think was a red mare with dyed fur given her attitude.
"It's a lovely day for a trail ride girl," she says, rubbing Seafoam's nose and brandishing her forelock with a soft kiss.
Seafoam understands Autumn's gestures and whinnies in agreement, antsy to get out of her stall and stretch her legs for longer than a quick pasture turnout. The last week has been rain-filled; never letting up for even a sprint on the shortest of the five trails within the ranch land.
Autumn pats Seafoam's nose as she laughs, "Alright, girl, let me go get your saddle and we can go."
A few short minutes later, Autumn has Seafoam tacked up and ready to go. Seafoam is practically skipping, well as close to skipping as she can get for a horse, as Autumn leads her to the field. Carefully, Autumn pulls herself into the saddle and gets comfortable. She clicks her tongue telling Seafoam to move forward and choose a path for the ride, as expected, Seafoam begins to follow the trail that leads towards the river, her favorite spot...I wonder what we will find today? Autumn thinks to herself as she squeezes her calves urging Seafoam to pick up her pace.
Autumn finishes tidying up the stalls for the day and looks at the sky. She checks her wristwatch and contemplates the time. "Only noon. Plenty of time for a ride before my next training session." She heads into the stables to put away her equipment then makes her way to the end stall where Seafoam, her uniquely teal mare, who you'd think was a red mare with dyed fur given her attitude.
"It's a lovely day for a trail ride girl," she says, rubbing Seafoam's nose and brandishing her forelock with a soft kiss.
Seafoam understands Autumn's gestures and whinnies in agreement, antsy to get out of her stall and stretch her legs for longer than a quick pasture turnout. The last week has been rain-filled; never letting up for even a sprint on the shortest of the five trails within the ranch land.
Autumn pats Seafoam's nose as she laughs, "Alright, girl, let me go get your saddle and we can go."
A few short minutes later, Autumn has Seafoam tacked up and ready to go. Seafoam is practically skipping, well as close to skipping as she can get for a horse, as Autumn leads her to the field. Carefully, Autumn pulls herself into the saddle and gets comfortable. She clicks her tongue telling Seafoam to move forward and choose a path for the ride, as expected, Seafoam begins to follow the trail that leads towards the river, her favorite spot...I wonder what we will find today? Autumn thinks to herself as she squeezes her calves urging Seafoam to pick up her pace.