Run or Be Caught (Horse Rp) *Accepting(Need Humans)* V. 3

[Agentized]

Voltaire shook his head as water once more splashed in his face. He then smirked, rearing up as well, slamming his hooves down on the water once more, giving it a smirk as it splashed all over the place.

[birdiebeeps]

Kisume smirked and shook out her mane as the water splashed her. Then she started pawing at the water. She smiled, having fun.

[Agentized]

Voltaire smirked, then chuckled, pawing at the water, himself.

[birdiebeeps]

Kisume smiled, continuing this. She chuckled.

[butchbiologist]

Feather walked after him, glaring at Fly in the pasture with pure disgust, she turned and continued walking, flicking her tail.

[~Nala~]

Ace flicked an ear back toward her, lifting his head and turning it back toward her a bit. He then turned his head back and lowered it, taking a bite of his food. He then turned his head back toward her, pinning his ears a bit at the sight of the contraption, though sniffed it a bit, flicking his tail, still munching on his grain.

"Easy boy. It's not going to hurt you. It's just a halter. Your going to have to get used to it at some point in time." Lou explained to the stallion. She approached his neck slowly with it and began to rub him with it. "Easy boy, easy." Lou just kept murmering calmly to the roan.

[Agentized]

Voltaire continued to paw at the water, smirking and chuckling.

Jay walked down the aisle, glancing back at the mare, walking into her stall when he reached it.

Ace looked back at her and the halter, pinning his ears a bit. He then gave a snort as if to say 'whatever', and turned his head, dipping it back into his bucket and grabbing another bite of food.

[~Nala~]

"Good boy..." Lou said softly lifting the halter up to his face and pulling it over his muzzle. She clipped the halter together and rubbed him on the neck. "That's a good boy huh? It's not that bad."

[butchbiologist]

Feather entered her stall and flicked an ear, nibbling on some of the feed.

[Agentized]

Ace allowed her to slip the halter over his face, shaking his head once it was fully on. He gave a snort, tossing his head up in the air, then lowering his head and stretching a leg forward, rubbing his head on it. He then stood up straight once more, swishing his tail, tossing his head around, getting a feel for the halter.

Jay went over and closed the stall door, then walked back over to the paint mare and gave her a pat on the neck. "Now hopefully you'll feel better." He said.