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mm, this one was really fun to do. fcfs to a non-owner.

Username: shadow9119
Show Name (optional): Like Night And Day
Call Name: Felim
Gender: Female
Age: 4 Years
Stats:
Showmanship - 5
Jumping - 2 +2
Endurance - 3

*skull paint will not pass

**white cup competition**

[chicken lord]

good luck I wish I was still a non owner aha

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Username: shadow9119
Show Name (optional): Like Night And Day
Call Name: Felim
Gender: Female
Age: 4 Years
Stats:

Showmanship - 5
Jumping - 2
Endurance - 3

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Username: shadow9119
Show Name (optional): Like Night And Day
Call Name: Felim
Gender: Female
Age: 4 Years
Stats:

Showmanship - 5
Jumping - 2
Endurance - 3

congrats!

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Thank you so much!
I'll add her to my stables as soon as possible ^^

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By me

ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ oɴᴇ;;
Halter Training
sᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ;;
Keane, Ensi, and Felim
ᴡoʀᴅ ᴄoᴜɴᴛ;;
500 words

"What colour do you think would suit her, Ensi?"
Keane and Ensi were standing in the tack shed, staring at a wall that was covered in halters of various patterns and colours. It was time to start Felim's halter training, but Keane had wanted to pick out something that would make the Calvar look pretty. After he asked the question, Keane glanced at Ensi. Ensi shook their head, unsure.
"Perhaps something green? I mean, it needs to be something that stands out against her brown coat, something bright."
Keane nodded thoughtfully, but still couldn't decide.
"But like, what pattern? I mean, we can't just give her a plain one, right? It's got to look good."
Then his eyes caught something in the corner.
"What about that orange camouflage one there?" he asked Ensi, pointing at it.
Ensi nodded, a smile spreading across their face.
"Perfect."
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"Ok, girl, don't struggle."
Ensi had loosely tied a rope around Felim's shoulders and neck, so that they and Keane could safely get the halter onto Felim. But the Calvar was not happy about it, and was struggling angrily against the rope. Her sharp teeth were something the team wasn't used to dealing with, as every other halter-wearing animal on the ranch was herbivorous. They had a tough time keeping out of Felim's reach.
Keane held the halter tightly, and as soon as Felim focused all of her attention on Ensi and the rope, he quickly slipped it onto her face. She froze for a moment while it registered that she was wearing a halter, giving the team enough time to remove the rope and back off. Then, she suddenly bolted to the opposite end of the paddock. She skidded to a halt when she came to the fence, and started rubbing the halter against it in an attempt to remove it.
"Shouldn't we do something? She'll loosen it and then we'll have to get back in there and fix it." Ensi asked, but Keane raised a hand to stop them.
"Don't do anything just yet, we have to let her get used to it."
As they watched, Felim was growing tired of trying to remove the halter. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she didn't really care, since the fabric was soft and rather comfortable. After a while, she trotted to where the two humans were standing on the other side of the fence. She pushed her face into Ensi's hands, and they scratched her behind the ears, checking the tightness of the halter as they did so. After they were done, they reached into their pocket and pulled out a packet of beef jerky. It was Felim's favourite treat, and she stood obediently as they opened the packet. They tossed her a piece, and she caught it with a swift turn of her head. Ensi laughed.
"Hah, that halter isn't stopping you, is it, girl?"
Felim snorted. Perhaps she could get used to this strange fabric device.

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By me

ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ oɴᴇ;;
Halter Training
sᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ;;
Keane, Ensi, and Felim
ᴡoʀᴅ ᴄoᴜɴᴛ;;
500 words

"What colour do you think would suit her, Ensi?"
Keane and Ensi were standing in the tack shed, staring at a wall that was covered in halters of various patterns and colours. It was time to start Felim's halter training, but Keane had wanted to pick out something that would make the Calvar look pretty. After he asked the question, Keane glanced at Ensi. Ensi shook their head, unsure.
"Perhaps something green? I mean, it needs to be something that stands out against her brown coat, something bright."
Keane nodded thoughtfully, but still couldn't decide.
"But like, what pattern? I mean, we can't just give her a plain one, right? It's got to look good."
Then his eyes caught something in the corner.
"What about that orange camouflage one there?" he asked Ensi, pointing at it.
Ensi nodded, a smile spreading across their face.
"Perfect."
-----
"Ok, girl, don't struggle."
Ensi had loosely tied a rope around Felim's shoulders and neck, so that they and Keane could safely get the halter onto Felim. But the Calvar was not happy about it, and was struggling angrily against the rope. Her sharp teeth were something the team wasn't used to dealing with, as every other halter-wearing animal on the ranch was herbivorous. They had a tough time keeping out of Felim's reach.
Keane held the halter tightly, and as soon as Felim focused all of her attention on Ensi and the rope, he quickly slipped it onto her face. She froze for a moment while it registered that she was wearing a halter, giving the team enough time to remove the rope and back off. Then, she suddenly bolted to the opposite end of the paddock. She skidded to a halt when she came to the fence, and started rubbing the halter against it in an attempt to remove it.
"Shouldn't we do something? She'll loosen it and then we'll have to get back in there and fix it." Ensi asked, but Keane raised a hand to stop them.
"Don't do anything just yet, we have to let her get used to it."
As they watched, Felim was growing tired of trying to remove the halter. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she didn't really care, since the fabric was soft and rather comfortable. After a while, she trotted to where the two humans were standing on the other side of the fence. She pushed her face into Ensi's hands, and they scratched her behind the ears, checking the tightness of the halter as they did so. After they were done, they reached into their pocket and pulled out a packet of beef jerky. It was Felim's favourite treat, and she stood obediently as they opened the packet. They tossed her a piece, and she caught it with a swift turn of her head. Ensi laughed.
"Hah, that halter isn't stopping you, is it, girl?"
Felim snorted. Perhaps she could get used to this strange fabric device.

looks good! what skill would you like to add 1 point to?

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Thanks!
Could it be added to jumping please? c:

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Please add this to the stat of your choice c:

ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛᴡo;;
Lead Rope Training
sᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ;;
Ensi and Felim
ᴡoʀᴅ ᴄoᴜɴᴛ;;
563 words

It had been a quiet day for Felim. She had gotten up, eaten, then trotted around the paddock for a while. She had spoken to a few horses, but other than that, not much had happened. If she was being honest, she was beginning to grow bored. That was until she saw Ensi walking towards her. Of all the humans that worked at the ranch, Ensi was Felim's favourite. They treated her gently, and always had a stash of beef jerky in their pocket (which was Felim's favourite treat). She galloped over to the fence to meet them, and Ensi smiled, scratching her behind the ears.
"Ready for training today?" they asked her, and she snorted. It was then that she noticed the thing in their hand. It looked like...a rope? Their was some kind of shiny clip on the end that caught her interest, and she stuck her head through the fence to try and grab it. Ensi moved it out of her reach, laughing.
"Someone's excited. Come on, let's get started."
Felim stepped back as Ensi hopped the fence. They approached her and she pushed her nose into their pocket, searching for a treat. She found some jerky and began chewing on it, but stopped when she felt a sudden pressure on the halter she was wearing. She lifted her head, still chewing on the jerky, but realized something was stopping her from turning it. She snorted, attempting to take a step back, but found that she couldn't do that either.
"Easy girl, no need to panic."
As Ensi spoke, Felim looked up at them. It was then that she noticed the rope-thing. They were holding one end in their hands, and the end with the shiny clip was attached to Felim's halter. Ah. That explained it. An idea popped into her head. She swung around and attempted to grab the rope. If she could bite through it, then she'd be fine, right? Her plans were foiled, however, as Ensi pulled the rope-thing out of her reach.
"Ah, none of that now."
Felim snorted angrily, but decided that perhaps it wasn't worth it. After all, if she made Ensi mad, then they wouldn't bring her any more good food. So she stood still, watching them in mild annoyance.
"Good girl, come on now."
Ensi pulled on the rope, and Felim followed them. For the first few minutes, the two walked circles around the paddock. It was boring, and it made Felim antsy. Ensi must have noticed, because they started heading for the paddock gate.
It was nice being out of the paddock, and Felim had to admit that she had missed the freedom. She walked happily beside Felim, taking in all the sights and scents. She could see the heat markers that showed many horses in the distance, and she hoped that she could meet them. Although, would they be scared of her? She was a carnivore after all, and all of these horses only ate plants. If anything, they were her prey.
She shook the thought out of her mind. It would probably go well; she imagined them as very welcoming. As she pondered these things, she felt the pressure on the rope-thing lessen. Her ears perked, and she decided to seize the opportunity. She bolted away from Ensi and towards the horses, with the poor human running after her.

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Please add this to the stat of your choice c:

ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ;;
Saddle Training
sᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ;;
Ensi and Felim
ᴡoʀᴅ ᴄoᴜɴᴛ;;
574 words

After the mess that was Felim's lead rope training, she was determined to make up for it. Ensi hadn't given her any jerky for days afterwards, so Felim guessed that she needed to be on her best behaviour today.
The Calvar had a halter on, and a lead rope was tied to both the halter and the fence of her paddock. She watched curiously as Ensi approached, carrying a saddle and saddle blanket with them. They put the saddle on the fence, they turned to Felim with the saddle blanket in one hand.
"Ok, girl, we're gonna try this today." they said, and Felim could tell they were nervous. She guessed they were still worried she would try and run off again, and she almost felt bad.
The saddle blanket Ensi was using had the same pattern as Felim's halter; camouflage in various shades of orange. Felim had to admit that it looked pretty good. She stood completely still and it was placed on her back, and tensed a little under the new sensation. It was so strange, having something on her back. And yet, it also felt comfortable.
She glanced at Ensi, and she could see them admiring how she stood so still. She grinned; she was going to get jerky today for sure if she kept this up. After a moment, Ensi walked over to the fence, picked up the saddle, and placed it onto Felim's back. This was heavier than just the saddle blanket, and Felim snorted. Ensi stepped back, but as soon as Felim calmed down, they stepped forward once more and strapped the saddle under Felim's belly. They tested that it was secure, then moved to Felim's head.
"Ok, girl, just one more thing."
They removed Felim's halter, and replaced it with a black leather bridle. Felim chewed a little on the bit, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Some reins were attached, and then draped over the saddle. No longer tied to the fence, Felim wanted to walk around. However, she knew she couldn't move until given the go ahead by Ensi. She waited patiently until he took hold of the reins, and walked slowly as he lead her around the paddock. The more she walked, the more comfortable Felim became with the weight on her back. She could see Ensi relaxing, and huffed happily.
Ensi stopped, as did Felim.
"Ok, don't move, Felim."
The mare watched as Ensi moved to her side and climbed up onto the saddle. The extra weight startled her, and she flicked her tail angrily.
"Easy, easy." Ensi soothed her, and she began to relax.
They put their feet in the stirrups, and gently nudged Felim's sides with their feet.
"Ok, Felim, forward."
Felim walked forward slowly, glad that Ensi had ridden horses before. They were able to keep himself balanced in the saddle, and it made it much easier for Felim to get used to this. Very gently, Ensi urged her into a trot, then a canter, and then Felim was galloping around the paddock. Each time, Ensi adjusted their weight in the saddle, allowing Felim's transitions to be smooth. After about a hour, the training was finished.
Ensi slid off of the saddle, and Felim snorted. She reached down to sniff his pocket, and found exactly what she was looking for. Ignoring their protests, she pushed her nose inside and grabbed the jerky. It was gone in two swift bites, and Ensi sighed.