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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Jan 20, 2006 19:55:53 GMT -5
Bella girl, how are you gonna get you to the trailer since you don't want that halter on, and I doubt you would like a lead rope wrapped around your neck any better... she said, bending down to get an apple out of her purse. Is this what you're looking for, baby? she said, holding out the apple.
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 21, 2006 11:09:11 GMT -5
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Bellatrix twitched her ears, looking at Tiffany innocently as if hse did not understand what was going on. She nibbled the apple timidly, nickering, cocking one hoof expirementally on the dusty ground. She nosed her way out of the stall, being too bored to stay inside, and was taken aback almst immediately by the sound of rushing people and grabbing crowds. She ran back, and in a flash had her head behind Tiffany's back, trembling nervously.
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Post by §exyÖrÑØT? on Jan 26, 2006 3:12:59 GMT -5
A small smile lit Matt's features as he slid over the fence, sitting on it with his legs dangling. He reached out once more to touch the little filly's maw, his fingers warm and inviting.. Though maybe not from an equine's point of view..
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Jan 26, 2006 12:44:13 GMT -5
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Suddenly, the filly gave a strong, surging whinny that sent birds flying, and an echo ringing around the auction ring, rearing and striking the air with her talons, uncontiously showing the power in her lean limbs...She thudded down, and looked at Matt cautiously. She snorted, auds quivering, one hoof plucking at the ground nervously. She gave a short whinny, breathing hard through her ebon nostrils. Her neck beautifully arched, hoof still pawing at the ground. She didn't dislike Matt Becket...but something in his touch somehow spooked her, which was strange, for she had always been the arrogant little b***h, not the nervous, stuttering yearling...
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Post by §exyÖrÑØT? on Jan 30, 2006 21:54:12 GMT -5
The boy was an interesting one, and he continued to try and stroke the filly, bending forward when nessecary, but always touching her, fixing her with an unyielding stare..
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Comprende
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Even when that beauty is a wild horse. Can you see it...
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Post by Comprende on Feb 4, 2006 12:18:00 GMT -5
Tori scrubbed the small colt's forlock, she smiled gently as she watched him. She took a moment to think of a boarding facility...
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Post by ~***§tardust***~ on Feb 5, 2006 18:01:48 GMT -5
)()(I'm glad your back, RD :-D)()(
Tiffany gasped as Bella ran out of her stall, and started to move to go chase her. When she ran back in her stall and hid behind Tiffany's back, she laughed and turned to face her. She went down to her level and scratched her cheeks gently. Don't be running off, baby girl!
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Post by ~//~Heartbroken~\\~ on Feb 6, 2006 13:44:17 GMT -5
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Bellatrix snorted, pawing at the ground, furious of her fear. She ventured out once more, ignoring Tiffany, and this time stood stock-still, with her long limbs pointing outwards, right in the middle of the crowd. She brayed loudly, paralised in shock.
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Queen Of Spades stretched out her nape in a loud whinny. She shyed to the back of her stall, pools ringed with white. She did not like the way Matt was touching her, staring at her...she backed into a corner where he couldn't see her, and stood there, whimpering...
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Tobiano Dreams shifted his hooves nervously, tugging expirementally at the rope. He tried nibbling it, but decided that Tori's clothes tasted better, so began trying to eat those instead...
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