Thunder Head. ((for sale again.))

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Name: Thunder Head
Nickname: Thunder
Species: Equine
Breed: Cremello
Height: 17.0
Gender: Stallion
Age: 4
Pelt color: Pure White
Eye color: Baby Blue
Distinguishing features: Albino
Alliance: Tame
Personality: Skidish and Spooky
History: Breeding- Needs an Expericed Owner
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Thunder Head was sold to a MEC member but was never active, therefor he is up for sale. Permission granted by SA.

[~//~Heartbroken~\\~]

Calypso Neverland walked steadily through the crowd at the Auction House. She loved horses, but being quite feminine none of the dull brown, bay and black horses caught her eye. She studied a strawberry roan mare, then sighed and walked on. She wanted a stallion, a tall, beautiful stallion to ride every day and cherish. She was expirienced with horses, having owned a beautiful Thoroughbred Racer stud, who had been put down for lung cancer the prior month. It had taken her time to get over that, but now, now she needed someone to spend time with in her loneliness.
Then she saw Thunder Head.
Something just clicked as she looked at the proud, regal white stallion. He was beautiful, tall, well-postured and well-expirienced: Exactly what Calypso was looking for. She walked towards the stud's paddock quickly, and leaned over the fence to examine the beautiful equine. Coat of pure white, tall stature, well-pronounced gait... the stallion was a well and truly known elite.
I'll bid 50 grand. she said out aloud to the dealer/seller. She was quite rich, having inherited a fortune from her late parents, and was not going to let Thunder Head slip through her fingers...
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The man grinned pacing over to the woman as he left Thunder Head's and two handlers' side, as they each held a long stud chain in their hands, the brute danced around, making beautiful rythum on his glass marbled daggers. Letting his nares flare as deep grunting vibes passed, he half reared, not lashing his limbs but holding them steady as the handlers held on for dear life with strain on the stud chains.

The man approached the young woman, removing his hat, |Ah...ma'm, don't let his foolish ways egg you on| spoke the man as he looked back at the scene, the brute leting out a percing call as he landed. The man smiled once more looking to the woman, |but if you wish to have him...| he started.

[~//~Heartbroken~\\~]

Calypso looked coldly at the man. Such cruelty to the stallion, a beautiful, free equine, to be bound in chains, punished for being wild.
" I do. "
She said calmly, yet icily. If looks could kill, the dealer would be a pile of bloody pulp by now.

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The man raised his brow and turned his head to the stud again, he let out a sharp whistle to the men on each side of the brute,|bring, 'em here boys.| he looked back to the woman shaking his head with a smirk.

Thunder pircked his flutes, landing and fading his attention to the mans' sharp and percing call, he snorted deeply. Then leting the whites of his optics shine as he looked at the woman that stood before the man, he watched closley, crania tucked and arch short. The handlers started to lead the young stud to the woman, |whatever you say boss...| said one of the two, cautiously looking at Thunder. Thunder countinued to lay his flutes forward as his attention was countained on Calypso with intrest. Picking up his pace into a quick trot, the leads snaped from the handlers grips, the leads drug rapidly on the sandy surface, as Thunder countinued to trot to the man and woman, then making an off balance, sharp turn, he threw his limbs into a gallop, with a forcing side kick....

[~//~Heartbroken~\\~]

As the stallion made a sharp break for freedom, Calypso suddenly realised she had kept her nerve. Usually she would have jumped off to the side, but there was something about the stallion that made her certain he didn't bite...
Woah!
She breathed as she set off at a jog after the stallion, careful to avoid the stud chains.
Chill, chill
She muttered as she came round to the stallion's side, putting a firm hand over his halter ( is he wearing one?)
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((sorry it took soo long ))

Thunder let his limbs lead him to a soft and extended trot. Holding his mug tword the blazing sun and snaping it to the surface with low vibes exiting his tensed and flaring nares. His alabaster pelt gleaming as slight beams of sweat rolled off his broad haunches. He made a juslting stop, as he faced the woman, face to face, he reached his muzzle to her kissers, and let out a inticing but soothing whicker of greet...

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She giggled, and stroked his neck soothingly. The stallion was beautiful...a coat of pure alabaster shining in the hot summer sun. She stayed there for a few moments, then turned slowly to the dealers.
I'll buy him!
She exclaimed lightly, still stroking the equine's forelock and mane.
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The main dealer shook his head with disbelief, his optics watching the brute and woman. His cold and stern face watching over the two. Thunder allowed Calypso to stroke his arch, droping his pink mug to the surface and blowing little air out but enough to cause dust to fly in his orbs, Thunder spooked at the rucus of dust, shortly let out a small squeal and flintching, half way steping to the side, whites of his island blue optics visable....

[megan]

megan came in " hello is he sold" she said to the owner

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The dealer looked at the woman, |This woman here has just bought this crazy stud.| spat the man.

[megan]

"oh ok" she said
OOC- can you look at winsten

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"Either I'm just being skeptical, or you're being mean to Megan" said Jesse. She stepped out from the shadows, a slight annoyed look on her face. "I don't think I like that" she said to the man.

[megan]

" ya " megan said to the man. and stuck out her tounge

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"Maybe I did just get off a wild horse, but that dosen't mean I can't teach you lesson if it comes to that" she said to the man, taking a step forward.

[megan]

" huh" megan said

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"Calm down, don't give him a bloody nose, even if he is rude" said Roxxi, walking in. "Must I take you to therapy again?" she asked Jesse. "No, I just...don't like mean people" said Jesse.

[megan]

" hi who are you" she said

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"Name's Roxxi" she said.

[megan]

" hi Megan" she siad to her