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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 7, 2006 9:03:30 GMT -5
[glow=blue,5,300]Please Only Take One Or Two, If Noone Else Wants The Second One. [/glow] [glow=red,5,300] $2,500, or BID [/glow] Name: Khazaki Nickname: Khaz Species: TE Breed: Thoroughbred Height: will be 17 hands Gender: Colt Age: 9 months Pelt color: Black and white Tobi (piebald) Eye color: Deep Blue Distinguishing features: Khaz is a very handsome horse. Alliance: - Personality: Khaz is quiet, thoughtful and loyal, obeying and with a very controllable temper. History: Khaz was born in a Ranch and is now up for sale. Leads?: Yes. Possibe Barrel Racer/Hunter  [glow=red,5,300] $1,000, or BID [/glow] Name: Bellatrix Nickname: Bella Species: TE Breed: Anglo Arab Height: Will be 16.3 hands Gender: Filly Age: 9 months Pelt color: Bay Eye color: Light brown Distinguishing features: Bella has a dark mahogany mane and tail, and a white blaze. Her hues are very bright, and has big doe eyes. A great broodmare. Alliance: - Personality: Bella is feisty and fun, but also very feminine. She takes care of herself but can get cross if you try to push her too hard. History: Bella was an accident between a famous 3-Day Eventer Stag and an unlicensed broodmare,so has great 3-Day Eventing blood in her veins. Leads?: Not yet. Possibe 3-Day Eventer  [glow=red,5,300] $2,600 or BID [/glow] Name: Tobiano Dreams Nickname: Tobie Species: TE Breed: Clydesdale Height: Will be 17.3 - MASSIVE! Gender: Colt Age: 9 Months Pelt color: gray and white paint Eye color: Startling Blue Distinguishing features: Bald head (almost pure white) Alliance: - Personality: Tobie is a right little trouble maker, forever getting out of his stall and eating the flowers! But his great looks and unusual colouring makes up for his mischievous personality. History: Tobie was a succesful outcome between a famous stud and Dressage Mare. Leads?: Not yet. Possible Dressager.  [glow=red,5,300] $5,000 or BID [/glow] Name: Queen Of Spades Nickname: Queenie Species: TE Breed: Quarter Horse Height: will grow to 16.3 hands Gender: Filly Age: almost 10 months Pelt color: beautiful skewbald Eye color: deep chestnut Distinguishing features: Queenie's markings are very rare. Alliance: - Personality: This minimal white filly should be a pleasure horse deluxe, very elegant super shapely neck and wonderful movement. Triple crown nominated. Fancy, fancy, fancy. Look at me attitude. History: A success with GREAT lineage. Leads?: Yes. Perfect for Pleasure.  |
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Post by Comprende on Jan 7, 2006 9:48:43 GMT -5
Nikki walked into the barn looking at all the foals nestled in their stalls, she walked along reading the name plates that laid upon the doors, Khazaki, Bellatrix, then she noticed the beautiful gray and white paint colt before her known as Tobiano Dreams, she smiled, grin from ear to ear as she held her hand over the stall door, | Hey there, buddy.| said the girl, staring into his gorgeous sea blue optics. She looked around hoping to see the possiable signs of an owner. While waiting she looked around at the other foals, the reason she was here though was because of, Tobiano Dreams. |
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 8, 2006 11:13:37 GMT -5
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A gentle nicker arose as the smallish colt heard a human's gentle voice, the loving sound he remembered from his mother. Although usually he would be happy-go-lucky and mischieveous, the foal was lonely, sad and upset - he had been so close to his mummy, and now he was on his own - he ached for tenderness. He lifted his artistic maw, his beautiful, startling azure optics blinking twice as he looked over the woman, and his little silver hooves tinkling as he trotted up to his stall door. He reached his painted maw over the stall door, sniffing the human's hand, and nickering gently.
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A middle-aged man with mouse-brown hair walked over eagerly to Nikki, rubbing his hands at the thought of a deal on Tobiano Dreams.
~$3,000 and he's yours~
He snorted roughishly. He knew that she knew the price for Tobie was 2,600 - it was scribbled on his stall door - but the dealer was a greedy man, but expirienced - young women normally paid whatever price he said, and Nikki seemed no different.
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 9, 2006 1:56:27 GMT -5
Tiffany walked through the barn and saw a beautiful little filly. She read all her informations and shouted out a bid. I'll pay $25,000 for Bellatrix! she said, though she knew that she had just offered $24,000 dollars more than the asking price. She walked up to Bella's stall and extended her hand for the foal to sniff. Hey sweetie girl
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Post by §exyÖrÑØT? on Jan 9, 2006 4:12:08 GMT -5
Matt wandered, once again, through the stalls and auctions of the Auction Block. He was, of course, searching for a promising foal to train and perhaps present to Kelly. Matt didn't enjoy riding, though his sister did - and a foal would be in much better hands with the girl than himself anyway. A flashy filly caught his eye, and though the horse was marked for pleasure; she was young yet, and could be trained..
Queen of Spades.. I'll take her for 5k. Could ya send the bill to Fusser? (Forget address xD)
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 9, 2006 12:57:30 GMT -5
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Bellatrix was munching boredly on some aged hay when suddenly she heard a little shout and a hand extended into her stall. Nickering excitedly, the filly trotted forwards towards the human, sniffing and nudging her hand around, her bright doe eyes blinking in the sunshine. She liked this human - she was a girl, which suited Bella fine, for she was a feisty, feminine little thing. She nickered, chewing at her stall door as if wanting to open it.
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With a dignified nicker, Queen Of Spades pranced her way towards the gate. Her maw was held high, and her gait wonderful, majestic and stately. Queenie thought highly of herself, and being the oldest and most mature foal in the lot, was fussy and proud. She looked around boredly, her beautifully formed neck twisting this way and that as she followed people in the crowd with her gaze. Suddenly, her auds pricked at the sound of her name, and gaze was sent towards a young man. Queenie snorted, turning her maw distastefully away - she despised stallions, and had learnt to look out for men and their rough attitiudes and slappy hands.
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The man left Nikki to decide, and turned with interest to Tiffany.
~Done!~
He exclaimed happily, his eyes glinting with greed.
~That little rascal doesn't lead. Help yourself to the lasso~
He said, indicating a rough rope that hung over the stall door. He inched his way towards Tiffany excitedly, waiting for the money. Then Matt's call spun him round again, and he considered the price and then nodded sharply.
~Sure. The filly's got her halter on, and the lead rope is in her stall. I'll send it over later.~
He looked from Nikki to Tiffany, and then threw an ugly look at Khazaki.
~Worthless little piece of ****~
He grunted, touching the whip in his back pocket briefly.
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Post by Comprende on Jan 9, 2006 19:21:57 GMT -5
She let a disgruntled sneer form across her kissers as she looked to the man that was seeling the foals, she looked down at the foal and gently scratched his maw, |Hey fella.| she said shortly before leting her optics fall to the man once again, |I'll take him.| she said cutting her orbs coldly. She looked to the man known as Matt, |Exuse me, sir?| she asked taking a few steps tword him, shyly.
ooc: Is it okay if I change the owner from Nikki to Tori?, Nikki already has a couple horses. lol. |
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 9, 2006 23:38:07 GMT -5
Tiffany started to write out the check, but stopped right at the price and nearly gasped with what the dealer had said to that adorable little colt. She was just about to make an offer for him to, when Nikki/Tori (lol) made an offer. She sighed and finsihed the check, handing it to the man. She stepped quietly and quickly into Bella's stall, grabbing the foal halter that she kept with the normal halter that she kept in her purse all the time. Hey baby, we're gonna try to halfway train you to lead realy quick, okay? she said, walking over to the foal.
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Post by §exyÖrÑØT? on Jan 10, 2006 3:15:54 GMT -5
(So do I get her?)
Matt grinned at the sight of the beautiful filly, though wondered at her attitude. He fished a carrot from his pocket and whistled softly, asking the filly to come nearer so he could at least take a good look at her..
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 10, 2006 14:04:27 GMT -5
ooc:// Sure, Tori/Nikki...al the same to me. ;D Enchantment, Nikki's bidding on Tobiano dreams, and the man's being a pig to Khazaki. And yes, Chris, you get her. Lol.
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At last, Khazaki awoke from a deep sleep, which was quite amazing as the marketplace was loud and full of sounds that would usually irritate the colt's delicate senses. But Khaz was always unusual - and anyway, perhaps the long journey from the far West had helped to keep him asleep. Sea-deep blue opticals peered round the market as he stood up and walked over calmly to his stall door. He winced as the man spat at him, and touched the whip, his pelt shivered in a kind of vague fear. He looked at the other foals sadly - they were all going to good homes, and now the Thoroughbred was the only one left. Perhaps it was his unusual hue that made him look like a mix-breed - but his limps were long, and he would make a good barrel racer, or hunter. He nickered mournfully, in farewell to his friends, to whom he had been attached so long - being the smallest one, the others all loved him, and were sad to leave also. But Khaz of course had no choice - so he diverted his gaze to the far off horizons, trying depserately hard to get away from the noisy market that hurt his ears, and to the peaceful valleys where he would lie, as a small foal, with his mother. [/glow]
[glow=orange,5,300]Bella nickered happily as the deal was struck and the human entered her stall, surging forwards to chew the girls clothes. Yet as soon as she saw the foal halter, she stepped back, showing the whites of her eyes nervously. If there was anything the fussy and feminine filly hated most of all, was having a filthy rope tied 'round her skull. That was her one, main weakness. She shyed to the back of the stall, half-rearing to show the bottoms of her hooves to Tiffany. She did not want that Halter anywhere near her.[/glow][glow=gray,5,300]Tobiano Dreams nickered happily as Tori hit the spot - his cheekbone which had scratched for an awfully long time. He stuck his head over the stall door, reaching upwards like a pony, his alabasterine maw anxious to keep shift of what was going on. Some of his sadness had gone now , for the girl acted a lot like his mum - yet it still pained him to think of her, lying alone in the field where they would frisk and play all day long. He swished his whipbeat, as a lonely fly bit into his haunches - strange for this time of year, but for some reason Tobie always seemed to attract insects.[/glow][glow=purple,5,300]Queen Of Spades made to turn tail to the man, yet her elegant nares caught scent of the carrot, and she returned, half-rearing to strike at the stall door, and her delicate, yet surprisingly strong and sharp hooves clinking against the lock, unsuccessfully. After that didn't work, Queenie reached down to nibble at the lock, until finally, it slid open, and she trotted through, extremely pleased with herself. She headed straight for Matt's carrot, munching it happily, for it was her first treat for several months. Now that she was still, it was a good chance for one to admire her beautifully moulded carcass, gleaming ebony with a few irregular white marks, yet the two colours did not blend, and were very sharp - there was no white hair amid the black, and vice versa. Her limbs long, a possible Barrel racer, although Queenie despised the fast sport and turned her nose up at it. [/glow]
As soon as he caught wind of Queenie's daring escape,
he surged forwards, tossing a thick, rough rope over
her neck and tightening it so hard the the filly nearly
choked in the process. Sneering, he tugged it just for
the sake of hearing the delicate filly's strangled
neighs.
The man grinned, turning to Tori.
~Where's the cash?~
He demanded rudely, showing his hands to the girl. He
glanced at Tiffany, grabbing the cheque out of her
hands, and about to offer her some stud chains for
Bella, when he decided he did not want to make the
journey between his spot and Bellatrix's stall, so did
not do so, instead waiting for Tori's money.
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 11, 2006 0:30:03 GMT -5
Tiffany quickly dropped the halter outside the stall. Shhh, girl. See, Bella? That big, bad halter is gone now. C'mere, girlie girl... she said, holding out a glistening sugar cube.
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Post by §exyÖrÑØT? on Jan 11, 2006 4:23:24 GMT -5
Matt's untrained eye saw the flexibility of the filly's limbs, the slender and finely built bodice, and the power in her pistons. He let her gobble up the carrot in his hand and reached out slowly to touch her dial..
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 11, 2006 12:46:09 GMT -5
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Bellatrix slowly calmed after the halter was put away, and her eyes returned to normal, her tiara lowering a little. She reached out with her maw, refusing to walk forwards, and knocked the sugar out of Tiffany's hand, bending down to eat it off the hay. She then raised her crania once more, and nickered at Tiffany.
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Queenie reared and struck the air with her talons as the rope caught around her throat, strangling her. Using the same technique as with the stall lock, she nibbled it off quickly, as her rattled breathing returned to normal. The rope, now cut, loosened and gradually fell of her neck as she moved it. After all that had finished, Queenie felt a familiar hand on her maw, and stood stock-still, turning her maw just slightly to look at Matt. Her pools were wide, but not white-ringed.
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 11, 2006 13:54:08 GMT -5
Tiffany smiled Silly girl, I won't hurt you! she said in a playful and kind tone. Want an apple, baby girl? she said, holding out a few apple slices.
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Post by Comprende on Jan 12, 2006 7:48:10 GMT -5
Tori smiled at the colt, |Com'on buddy, lets get you home.| she said shortly, attaching a white lead rope to his halter and slipping inside his stall to stroke his pelt... |
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 12, 2006 12:51:54 GMT -5
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Bella nickered uncertainly, cocking one hoof in wonder. She tried reaching out for the apple, but it was further this time, so she took a few reluctant steps forward, nibbling up the slices, with her eyes kept on Tiffany. Her gaze flickered to the halter outside the stall, and she sniffed huffily, tossing her maw side to side, side to side as if saying "no!" to the halter.
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Beautiful light blue optics stared in wonder to the rope attached to his halter. Tobiano Dreams had been reluctant to allow the halter on, a few days ago, yet he still had to meet the rope. He lipped at it, almost unhappily, and raised his gaze to Tori, whickering gently as if saying "What's this?" He stepped forwards a few inches, watching in wonder as the rope loosened, then backed away to feel it tighten. Deciding that he would much rather have it loose, he walked over to Tori and nuzzled her side tenderly.
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 14, 2006 1:30:57 GMT -5
Ok, girl, I won't put it on you. Tiffany said to Bella. She stepped outside the stall for a moment to stuff the halter in her purse. She then went back in the stall and attempted walking slowly up to her.
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 14, 2006 12:37:27 GMT -5
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Bella sniffed satisfactiongly (??sp??) as the halter was put away, and stood still, allowing Tiffany to approach her, although her muscles were taught, ready to spring and rear upwards, or to twist and run out of the stable. Her beautiful large doe eyes blinked a few times in the sunlight, and she chewed on Tiffany's clothing thoughtfully, rubbing an itch on her forehead against the girl's side. All in all, she fidgeted.
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 15, 2006 0:29:16 GMT -5
Tiffany laughed. You're silly, you know that? she said, reaching out and scratching the filly's neck gently.
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 15, 2006 5:51:16 GMT -5
[glow=orange,5,300]Bellatrix nickered, as if in approval, nudging Tiffany's hand gently. Her beautiful pelt glowed in the sun's faint rays, and her dark mahogany whipbeat danced over her hindquarters, after annoying bloodsuckers. She chewed Tiffany's clothes a little more, then began nosing around in her purse, for she was hungry, and was looking for treats. Already, Bella had forgotten about the halter.[/glow]
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