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[brittany,]

After a severe injury to one of _____'s horses during a tornado an elite vet from New York is
sent down to his ranch to address the horse's damage. He expects an old, well experienced
man to come down and save his horse but instead gets an incredibly smart
young women who will not only save the horse, but his heart as well.
Country
House and Farm - Town - Farmer's Market

[brittany,]

♥ Carla Marie Handler ♥
Basics-
Full Name:: Carla Marie Handler
Nickname:: None, but you can make one up for her
Age:: 26
Birthday:: Jan. 1, 1986
Personality:: She is super sweet and funny but also really smart. She is quite romantic and caring, too. She loves animals a whole lot.
Status:: Single
Job:: She is an elite vet who is known for being able to save almost any animal even though she is only 26.

Fav-
Food:: Cheeseburgers
Color:: Light Pink
Song:: Perfect

Other Things-
Phone:: HTC Tilt (She also has an Apple laptop.)
Car:: Chevrolet Cruze
Pet:: Lester

[brittany,]

♦ Mark Carter ♦

Basics-
Full Name:: Mark Carter
Nickname:: N/A
Age:: 27
Birthday:: March 27, 1986
Personality:: Dominate yet caring, outgoing, and strong.
Status:: Single
Job:: Jobless at the moment
Immediate Family:: Not close

Fav-
Food:: Will eat anything
Color:: Orange
Song:: Any country songs

Other Things-
Phone:: Doesn't have one. He usually doesn't need it
Car::
Pet:: Blue and Caine

[Mew. :3]

♦ I sat under an apple tree, counting leaves that fell. I sigh and stir softly on the lush, green grass. I hope for dear life my horse would be okay. I stand and reach up, easily reaching and picking a ripe, red apple. I sunk my teeth into the juicy fruit, then took a bite. Chewing, I walk away from the tree with the number 34 stuck in my head.

As I walk back to my "farm" house, I stop by a stream nearby. I put my apple down, I'm done anyways, and I dip my hands into the numbing cold water. I cup my hands and dip them in, the take them out. I have a small pool of the freezing stuff in my hands, and I pour it on my head. It sends a chill down my spine, but by now, I'm used to it. I shake the remaining droplets of water out of my thick blonde hair. I wipe my wet hands on my blue shirt, creating dark blue streaks. At an even pace, I run the rest of the way to my house. It's not as much a run as it is a jog. Usually, I'm focused, but I'm thinking about my mare, Belle, so I don't notice the tree root. I get caught on the root and fall, twisting my ankle in the process. I mumble a curse and grab my ankle in pain. Slowly, I stand and limp my way back to my house.

When I arrive, I notice I have't cleaned up in a while, but all I care about is getting ice on my ankle and hoping Belle would be okay. I limp into the kitchen and swing open the fridge. The cold air made the hair on my stick up, and it gave my goosebumps, but I just wanted ice before my ankle could get any more swollen. I get a thin cloth and wrap it around some ice. I close the freezer and got to sit down. I lean back and fall onto my couch, then prop my leg up on the table. Carefully, I arrange the ice on my ankle, then look around, a bored expression on my face.

Just as I get comfortable, Blue starts barking. WHen she barks, Caine barks. I glare at the direction of the sound, then yell, "Blue! Caine! Come!" Thankfully, they both listen. They come padding in, their nails clicking as they come. It's a soothing sound to me, I feel safe. Blue jumps on the couch and licks my face, but Caine just sits by me, leaning his head on the couch. I smile and soon, drift off to sleep. ♦

[brittany,]

Carla parked her car where she assumed all the cars should be parked. Carla heard dogs barking inside and smiled. They were her favorite animals. She fixed ee hair on the cars mirror and it out. She grabbed her phone and her bag of supplies then shut the car door. She walked up to the door and knocked.

[Mew. :3]

♦ I was interrupted by a knock on the door. I rub mt eyes and slowly move my foot off the table. I leave the ice on the table, then turn to my dogs. "Stay." I order. Of course, this applies more to Blue. I turn away and start limping awkwardly towards the door. I open it slowly, and it makes a soft squeaking sound. "Mrs. Handler, I'm assuming. Come on in." I pause, then add, "I'm Mark." I extend my hand and wait for her to shake it. ♦

[brittany,]

Carla smiled. "Yep, that's me," she said and shook his hand, "Nice to meet you." She couldn't help noticing how handsome he was but forced herself to stay focused.

[Mew. :3]

♦ Suddenly, I'm serious. She's in the stables. I really don't know what happened.. Or where she is injured." I lead her down to the stables and into Belle's stall. ♦

[brittany,]

Carla walks in and looks at the horse. She immediately notices what is wrong. "Her left back leg looks a little twisted and down at her ankle," she says as she walks over and crouches beside the horse, "appears badly spranged and maybe even broken. I don't think it needs surgery but it will need time. It's fdefinitely going heal though. She will be fine."

[Mew. :3]

With an exhale of relief, I smile widely. "Oh good." I walk over to Belle, her white mane shining in the light that shone through the small cracks of the barn, which were broken by age. He smiled at Carla. "Thanks." He took his wallet from his back pocket, "How much?"