Riley♠
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Post by Riley♠ on Feb 10, 2010 17:01:16 GMT -5
Riley pulled up to the doors of the barn her heart fluttering a little. She felt odd coming to the other barn in town but she'd met finn once he seemed nice enough. She parked the truck in the parking area and slowly got out of the truck. She was here to find out some information. She'd heard finn had a nice thoroughbred stallion and she was intrested in breeding to him. Her thoroughbred mare was doing really well in the hunter ring so she thought maybe it was time for a foal before she got to far in her career. She slid open the door and listened for the sound of any life but she just heard the soft rustle of straw. She slid the door closed behind her and walked forward. "Hello?" she called out her voice shaking a little with nerves. She stopped waiting for someone to respond.
ooc: sorry it's so short not much muse but wanted to start this.
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Feb 15, 2010 13:19:59 GMT -5
< hey! I WILL reply, probably this afternoon. Last week was midterm week, so its been crazy :S >
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Feb 16, 2010 12:03:21 GMT -5
Huck dug his face into the pile of loose hay, snorting heavily against the dust as he panted after the scent. Mice were an unavoidable problem in these parts, and Great Danes were no mousers. None the less, Huck had heart and continued to dutifully presue the hopelessly more agile rodents. As well as a miserable (though vigilant) mouser, Huck was a lousy guard dog. Even if he had heard the footsteps in the barn isle before Finn had, Huck's course of action would have been to attempt a game of fetch with the intruder.
"You're lucky I love you, silly mutt" Finn mutter, scrubbing Huck's head affectionately with the palm of his hand. He propped the hand fork against the wall, slapping his thigh with his hand to call Huck to his side. The dog trailed behind him, doing a superb job of looking gracefully awkward. Most of the horses were out to pasture already. Finn smiled and nodded to a farm hand as she led the last leggy mare out of the barn and toward the meadows.
A quivering 'hello?' resonated down the barn halls, guiding Finn toward the north end. Huck bounded ahead, tongue rolling out of his mouth like a wet red carpet. It was Riley Carlson, a brief acquaintance of yore.
"Well hello, Riley. I haven't seen you since that afternoon at the Loose Shoe."
Finn pulled the dusty felt hat off of his head politely,
"I trust all is well at Briarhurst?"
( Dont worry about post length, I dont judge ^.^)
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Feb 23, 2010 23:28:23 GMT -5
ok, this is nuts, lol. Im sorry Im so off the ball, I just dont have time to RP. Go ahead and breed any mare to Captain, free of charge
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Riley♠
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Post by Riley♠ on Feb 24, 2010 6:50:28 GMT -5
lol. Awesome he'll be bred to Faux Finish.
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