Ɖαʏвяɛακ Riding Retreat - Horse/Rider - Open

[Horsegirlmadison]

(I can't do both forms on one post because I can't see the whole post as it is so the horse will get a separate post)

T H E B A S I C S

Name-
Metin Dogru
Age-
17
Gender-
Male
Short description-
5'6 with black hair and blue bangs. Loves social media especially Facebook and YouTube. He models on the side but would rather be at home with his cat Charley. Wears mostly black.

[Horsegirlmadison]

T H E B A S I C S

Name
Starr
Pet or Stable Horse?
Pet
Age
4 years
Gender
Mare
Short Description
A roughly 16 hand Gypsy Vanner mare with a white and black spotted coat.
Breed
Gypsy Vanner

[--Miz--]

-- accepted! Gonna do a quick first post,y'all feel free to do whatever! --

-- Armada Delix --

Army let the tension from the week fall away with each step that her cross bred mare took.Easily she rose and fell in time with Estrada's motions.They were out for a short ride before the Office officially opened for the day.Then,as always,she would be stuck in there until around 2.Leaning back slightly,she let her body tell the mare to slow to a stop before swinging her leg around and sliding off her broad back.

[Horsegirlmadison]

Metin walked Starr around to get in their exercise for the day. He got bored so he decided to see of anyone was around. He saw a girl and walked his horse over to her. "Hello. I'm Metin Dogru. You are?"

[Plaza Cafe]

T H E B A S I C S

Name
Noah Lancaster
Age
Eighteen
Gender
Male
Short Description
Noah stands at roughly six feet tall and has a slender build. Of course he does have muscles, they’re just more defined and sinewy. Dark hair lays flat on his head, he rarely styles it, it naturally curls at the ends and licks his forehead. His eyes are what draws people in. They’re a gorgeous blue, bright and endearing.

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D I G G I N G D E E P E R

Personality
Noah is a sweet and charming young man. He’s charismatic and he’s not in the least bit shy, but he does keep to himself. This is because he can’t stand the company of arrogant and pigheaded people.
History
Noah comes from a wealthy family, a family that cared more about money than those who were apart of it. When Noah turned sixteen he started working, earning his own money. And shortly after his seventeenth birthday he purchased a horse he had been bonding with over the years. His life has been relatively normal.
Horse(s)
Lumos
Pets[/size]
Lumos

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L O V E L I F E

Crush
None/
Significant Other
None
Family
Five

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O T H E R

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T H E B A S I C S

Name
Lumos
Pet
Age
Four
Gender
Stallion
Short Description
Lumos is a grey Spanish Mustang Andalusian cross who stands at 16 hands high. He has a proud head.
Breed
Mustang x Andalusian

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D I G G I N G D E E P E R

Personality
Shy, Quiet, Spooks Easily
Mate
None
Foals
None

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O T H E R

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[--Miz--]

--accepted Flirt.And please,excuse my little one liners.It's been stressful today.--

-- Armada Delix --

Army wheeled around,startled by the sound of another voice.Flustered,she gave a soft grin."You scared me!" she laughed,"I'm Army,Army Delix.Nice to meet you."

[.m i n y o o n g i]

Dakota Lyric

She walked out of Starbucks stable with her horse bareback. she hopped on her and looked around. she lightly kicked her side and she started trotting around. She grinned and she looked up. she sighed and leaned up on her and Starbucks kept trotted around in her pen with Dakota on her.

[Horsegirlmadison]

--Ditto--
Metin chuckled. "Sorry I scared you. Nice to meet you, Army. That's a beautiful horse you have there, what's her name?"

[gotsalt?]

reinette travis and the liberator|abe

Reinette clipped the lead onto Abe's halter and led him out of his stall. A warm breeze blew through the stable doors, whipping up the smell of hay and the scent of mucked stalls. Abe's mane tousled along with his riders turquoise hair. She pulled the strands up into a pony tail to get them out of her face. Then she tied her Morgan up to be tacked.
This was their third day at the DRR, but she hadn't spoken to anyone who didn't work there. She preferred to stick with just Abe. There were plenty of days left in her retreat, so she figured she would talk to someone eventually. And if she didn't, that was fine with her.
Reinette patted Abe's rump as she walked behind him and headed towards the tack room. Saddle soap and leather filled the room and she took a deep breath. Besides fresh hay, this was her favorite smell. She walked over to her designated area and took the brindle off its hook and draped it over her saddle.
Back home, she would usually ride with just a brindle, and at times, no tack at all. But rules were rules. Plus she was still nervous riding, even with all of the equipment. Reinette grunted as she pulled the heavy Western saddle and saddle pad off the rack and kicked the door open with her foot, walking back to Abe.

marcus flynn and a game of chance|roulette

Marcus smacked Roulette's rump with the end of her lead rope to get her into the shower stall. She tossed her head and snorted, shuffling back, but all four hooves stayed on the ground. He gritted his teeth and smacked her again, giving a little yell, and pulled her into the stall.
She was fine once the water started. It was always just the first part that made her anxious. Marcus sprayed her down with warm water before squirting a little shampoo onto her coat. Usually she only got a water shower after a ride, but today she needed a full bath.
After scrubbing her up, rinsing the suds off, and drying her slightly with a towel, Marcus led her out to the mare's pasture. School horses and other rider's horses nibbled on grass in different areas. Roulette trotted into the pasture easily, going straight for a patch of flowers near the fence.
Marcus leaned against the fence and watched her and the other mares eat and play around. A couple of mares, younger looking ones who looked like sisters, galloped and bucked around the paddock. As the neared the bay Morgan, she gave a snort and kicked out slightly. Marcus smacked her nose lightly, telling her no, and continued to watch the fillies play around.

[--Miz--]

-- Armada Delix --

Army looked over to her mare who,at that moment,appeared to be cautiously investigating a flower at her feet."That goof?That's Estrada.She's just my big ol' sweet heart." Army draped a bare arm over the mare's wide neck,pulling her into an awkward hug."And what,may I ask,is your horse's name?" She released Essie's neck,letting her roam away with a spiteful eye.She knew that after a little bit of loving the mare would once more be acting like an over sized lap dog.