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Post by chey on Nov 4, 2007 22:51:00 GMT -5
Opal drove up with crismon in the trailer. She fell in love with this mare from the start and will love to make her a champion! Opal opened the trailer door and let the mare backed out. She was wondering what happion to those wild mustangs. She then heard a big trailer full of mustangs. The ones she and Crismon saw was being hauled in. Wonder why?
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 6, 2007 16:59:11 GMT -5
Crimson's ears flicked back and forth, around and around, her nostrils wide open as she took in everything around her. There were so many new sights and smells. Suddenly a rickety old trailer pulled up and mustangs neighed and shook the trailer. Crimson drew closer to Opal, and startled forwards. What the heck were they doing here? |
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Post by chey on Nov 8, 2007 18:14:54 GMT -5
Opal looked at her and said"Come on girl, Lets get you settled in". She walked up to the barn and said"Would you like to try this out we would walk threw the hole barn and then you can go to your stall if you want, or I can let you sleep outside."She looked at crimson and laid her head on her neck. She loved Crimson alot and wanted to be with her all the time. She looked back and saw the herd of mustang being let out in a paddock.
The stallion reared up. It was the same stallion that was running by them at the sales. The stallion rounded his 2 mares up and looked at Crimson.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 9, 2007 10:33:29 GMT -5
Crimson was prepared to go anywhere with Opal at the moment. However, her attention soon diverted to the three mustangs being let out of the trailer. She pinned her ears when the stallion looked at her, and she snorted and pulled against the lead for Opal to go somewhere else. At the current moment. She didn't want anything to do with him.
He was a nice looking stud however, and she had a feeling that Opal would get some ideas about him. |
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Post by chey on Nov 9, 2007 14:32:03 GMT -5
Opal smiled and said"Ok girl lets go". She smiled and walked into the barn and said"Lets you get settled into your barn and get you somthing to eat before we take a walk around the stables". Opal smiled and then walked Crimson to her stall and opened the half door and then walked inside of the stall with her. She closed the door once she was in and unhooked the halter, so that if somthing happioned crimson wouldn't hurt herself.
The stall floor and like 2 piles of sheddings and looked good and conferdable. There was a bucket for water so she could drink. It was clipped on the wall. She had the hay feeder and everything. She went to the feed room that was right next to crimson stall and got out a cup of mixed sweet feed and oats and opened the door and walked in and gave her her feed and patted her. She then walked to the went to go get some hay for later for her.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 10, 2007 11:26:47 GMT -5
Crimson stuck her nose greedily into the hay and munched contentedly. When she brought her head back up from eating, she stuck her nose into the grain bucket. Crimson had always been an eater, but she was never sick from how fast she ate. Besides, stress had made her hungry. She was almost finished her grain when there was a loud whinny outside. |
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Post by chey on Nov 10, 2007 12:38:54 GMT -5
Opa walked in with a saddle and some english riding for Crimson. She wasn't goin gto ride her just get her stuff here in the barn for that maybe in a week or so she can ride her. Opal heard a whinny and looked out and saw nothing but the 4 wild horses out in a paddock.
The stallion watched opal and then looked at his 2 foals and there mothers and headed them off to the corner away from them.
The stallion then looked back and reared up and whinnyed trying to say no one cant tame me!
Opal looked back and sw just a stallion by him self and they were trying to get him to the corralsl.
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Post by xx. paper cut on Nov 10, 2007 14:22:08 GMT -5
Crimson snorted at the stallion's antics. She wasn't impressed. She turned her head and ducked back down to munch on some more grain. She heard the familiar clink of the girth and squeak of leather, and her ears pricked forward. Though it would be unwise to ride a horse the morning you first purchase, Crimson was ready to go. She turned her attention back to the corrall, pricking her tawny ears forward. |
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