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by Arcaninelover93 » Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:00 pm
she snorted and trotted a little ways from her brothers herd. she wasnt sure if she should make the stallion come to her
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by landofmakebelieve » Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:03 pm
(I was thinking that they may go to Frost, because Tia has met Frost before and such.)
Wolf nickered and stood beside Valkin, shaking out her grassy coat.
Ave lay in the grass a few minutes before attempting to stand.

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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by wildwolf13 » Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:04 pm
wildwolf13 wrote:ok :3)
The spot where Rosemary lay, her wounds healed from herbs that the small animals had put on them, rolling to her feet, the paint mare dipped her head to graze. Letting out a shrill whinny, as the wind carried it across the land.
Gabe turned, going towards the whinny. He nickered to the mare, standing a few feet away. He nods his head. "Hello." He said.
Valkin nuzzled Wolf, looking to his daughter. He softly chuckled, dipping his nose under her belly, as he helped her to stand.
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by Dark Moon » Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:07 pm
(She might not drive them out if she wins.)(but if you want her to, that's fine.)
Kallisto bucked, working to ignore the sting of the wound on her chest where Tia had kicked her. Noticing Tia was trying to drive her out, panic settled in her chest. She couldn't be driven out! She couldn't!
Mel glanced up, surprised but relieved to see Gabe. She glanced at Frost, unsure how he'd react. But then Gabe turned to another mare. Mel blinked, surprised.
"She said to me, forget what you thought,
cause good girls are bad girls
who haven't been caught,
so just turn around and forget what you saw,
cause good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught"
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by landofmakebelieve » Thu Apr 17, 2014 2:12 pm
Ave nickered, eventually standing without her father's help. She slowly stumbled to Wolf's side and began to nurse.
Tia stumbled backward as Kallisto's hooves connected with her jowl. A deep gash was torn across her face and Tia struggled to see strait. The impact of Kallisto's hooves had made her dizzy.
(Sure. More drama c: )

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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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