wish you'd give me a little c l u e

[poppy]

Andy really enjoyed his job. Mostly it consisted of roaming the streets of Felicity with Ash, his trusted bay police mount. He'd been a police officer for just over a year, but had moved to Felicity only a month or so ago. It wasn't all that big, but he could still get a bit lost here and there. Today he'd been told to take a quick, routine check around some of the ranches and stables of Felicity, just keeping the peace, making sure everything was alright. He'd been round two already and this was his last of the day, even though it was only twenty to four in the afternoon. Ash's long strides took him up the slight inclimb to the handsome ranch buildings of Cedar Creek. This would be another of the stables Andy hadn't yet visited in his time around Felicity, and the Irish accented young man was taking it all in. Andy had an odd accent really, he'd been born in Scotland, but spent a lot of his time in Ireland with his mother, where he'd picked up most of his accent. So, he considered himself Irish, even if he'd lived mostly in Scotland, he held an Irish passport anyway.

Andy halted his trusted gelding in the main yard, dismounting quietly. There was a buzz of activity going around. He removed his police cap, keeping it politely under one arm as he took hold of Ash's clean reins and walked up to a groom who'd been watching his arrival. "Excuse me, miss. Would you mind telling me where the owner is?" He asked in his light Irish lilte. She pointed him in another direction. He gave her a smile and a thank-you, leading his Canadian cross gelding towards the direction she'd pointed. He pulled out his notebook on his way, checking the name of the owner 'Moore, Sammie'. Right...now, it would be good if he knew what she looked like, wouldn't it.

[arzu]

I was working in the stallion barn getting Angel ready for our lesson for the day. I was brushing his gray coat getting all the dirt out from his coat, his tail and mane which I had braided was un done for now but I was planing on re doing it to keep it out of the way wail we worked, Spirit munched quietly in his stall, he knew that he would also be ridden today after all I would not forget him. I herd the clip clop of hooves on the drive way but I did not give anything to it just figuring someone was leading one of the mares out, they stopped and I shrugged and stroked his neck, deciding to go and make sure, walking out of the barn I noted a man and a horse in uniform oh great what did the police want. I put on a smiled and walked out to him offering my hand, hello im Sammie Moore owner of this place how may I help you? I questioned waiting to see what he was going to say.