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by landofmakebelieve » Fri May 15, 2015 1:03 pm
(Nevermind. I goofed.)
Haandel
He slowed to a halt beside Moonlight, his hooves sending grass and dirt flying. He began nickering to and nudging Moonlight. Was this her first heat? he wondered.

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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 kanni » Fri May 15, 2015 1:05 pm
Moonlight
Moonlight looked up at Haandle, her eyes wide and confused. She realized what she needed to find, and she flushed, heat spreading throughout her neck and face. "Is it..?" She trailed off, scared of what was going on. Another surge of emotion washed over her, and hse teetered to her feet, looking at Haandle.
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by landofmakebelieve » Fri May 15, 2015 1:15 pm
Haandel
He nickered gently to her, ignoring his instinct to attempt to cover her in fear of scaring her. The stallion nsed her soothingly.

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
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 Darken » Fri May 15, 2015 1:31 pm
Athenas Gift
The mare stood confused. What would happen now..? she thought quietly to herself. She pinned her ears and stomped her front hoof on the ground, she reared suddenly, landing harshly on her front hooves. She tilted her head, suddenly remembering her first foal, Sight of and Eagles eyes. Pain glazed over her gentle blue eyes, as she remembered how she has lost him along with her stallion. She lowered her head, her brown an white hair sliding down to drape over her face. Tears welled in her eyes. I can never be a good mother... She stood in silence, her head lowered.
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by landofmakebelieve » Fri May 15, 2015 1:49 pm
(Oh yes, sorry. Molly is still open for him c: )

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
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 Darken » Fri May 15, 2015 1:58 pm
Aces and Spades
The reckless stallion was running around, throwing his head and bucking a bit. He skidded to a halt at the end of a ledge and reared, soon landing on his front hooves. He looked out, raising his head and calling for any mares. He stomped his hoof on the ground repeatedly, restless and waiting.
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