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Post by arzu on Jan 6, 2010 20:18:27 GMT -5
He turned to look at the stallion, nodding nice name is it french? He questioned, sorry if I seem a little happy and excited that’s what being cooped up does to you but it was worth saving my owner from that guy. He shook his head and snorted stupid human he thought he could get away with hurting his owner he would have none of it so when Sammie had released him from the cross ties before falling to the ground he attacked the man but not before the man could get a wound on him. Kicking up his heels he walked to the fence line until his chest bumped it and he could hang his head over the edge to talk to the stallion better who knows maybe they would become friends in the end and now he would not be alone in the stallion barn.
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Post by darkarchangel on Jan 6, 2010 21:18:03 GMT -5
Yes, it French, his deep voice spilled from his velvet maw once more and he watched as the stallion leaned over to talk to him. I take it that human fae is your owner, and she was in trouble? He ears were placed on his dome in a quizzical manner, one forward, one loosely to the side as he held a confused look on his face. He wondered if the human would try to train him and thoughts began filling his head of what she may use him for. But he quickly remembered the other stag he was talking to and returned his attention to him.
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Post by arzu on Jan 8, 2010 20:51:38 GMT -5
He nodded he had thought it sounded french, yes she is my owner and yes she was in trouble her ex or what ever they call it he came to kill her he already caused her to get in a car accident six months ago, im quite gentle with her because of that but I do have my moments after all im a barrel horse so im meant to be crazy and fast. He nodded his crown again he would protect Sammie with every thing he had, well she is your owner now are you going to let her ride you if you do then we can go on a trail ride together when her hand heels I should say she will probably training you in English most likely a pleasure horse and you will get to go to shows. He flicked his hark waiting for him to speak.
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Post by darkarchangel on Jan 8, 2010 21:13:36 GMT -5
She will have to train me first. My old trainer died after only teaching me basics. And I'm terribly sorry to hear about that, she seems a very nice girl. The stag forced his slender pillars to move him forward so he could be closer to the other stallion. His natural instincts were kicking in and he had to force the urge to fight back, but he couldn't keep his muscles relaxed and he could feel himself growing tense. I did not know she had claimed me as her own, though.
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Post by arzu on Jan 10, 2010 13:02:44 GMT -5
He nodded, yes she is a very nice girl and she will training you with a soft hand and gentle understanding and im sorry to hear about your owner. He sighed brought his crown back on his side of the fence, well I can only assume seeing you are here that she has taken you in and claimed you as her own, you did just happen to show up with no owner so now she will be your owner. He gave a little nodded and trotted around his pasture, showing off even thought there were few mares here at least for now, he sighed and slowed to a walk and moved back near the fence so he could here Angel.
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Post by darkarchangel on Jan 10, 2010 14:51:34 GMT -5
I'm glad she's a kind person. I just showed up here because my old trainer's idiot son left me here. He doesn't like horses and didn't want to waste money on me so he left me here. The stag sighed, his audits flipping back in sad anger. He didn't understand why the man didn't just sell him, he could of made money off of it. He figured he was just as he said, an idiot and came back to reality. You're sighing quite a bit, is something wrong, friend?
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Post by arzu on Jan 11, 2010 19:45:31 GMT -5
He shook his head in disbelief, well he just did not understand nor did he take the time to. He gave a stern nod and a snort, oh its nothing really im just bored. He bobbed his had and then kicked up his heels turning to face his friend he spoke race you two time around the pasture who ever reaches the apple tree or the spot im standing first wins, ready set go. He took off at a slow run waiting for his friend to catch up and make this more of a fair race because it would almost seem as though he got a head start and that would not be fair at all.
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Post by darkarchangel on Jan 13, 2010 20:08:51 GMT -5
Ange lowered his head slightly and dug his hooves in. he spun sideways and flew after his companion. His tri-colored banner flowing behind him. He wasn't going to waste energy on looking pretty, he focused it all into his legs and pulled after the stag he was racing against. He nares were expanded to their fullest and he was happy for the fun. He pinned his ears in a playful manner with a grin across his handsom face, nautral to his breed, of course. He often wondered why his trainer's son didn't just show him as his trainer had intended to do.
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Post by arzu on Jan 13, 2010 20:54:13 GMT -5
He lowered his crown and gave his friend a smiled picking up the pace just a bit more, hitting the first corner he turned sharply and headed down the far fence, his banner waving out behind him, come on slow poke you can do better then that. He mocked his crown raised and he pushed himself faster but not as fast as he could go, he was having fun a smiled was across his features as he moved across his pasture always one eye on his friend and another on the approaching corner, that was until Sammie came, he could here her laughing at them and he slowed and cantered over to her, hey boy, she stroked his nose and waited for Angel to come over she was thinking she was going to ride Angel today.
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Post by darkarchangel on Jan 15, 2010 19:06:05 GMT -5
Angel hadn't been expecting Sammie to appear. He could see his friend slow and he slowed as well to a trot. When Sammie was suddenly in view he started sharply and sidestepped away, half leaping to the side. He stood with heaving sides and stared at the human fae with a look that suggested a "What the heck are you doing?!?!!" type phrase. The stallion regained himself and took a few shaky steps forward before fully pulling himself together and walking to the fence. His tail was held high and his eyes still had a wild glint in them. His nares were extended and he reached forward, blowing hot air onto her. He looked to his friend and grinned. "Good race."
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