Yearling Paso for sale!

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[glow=white,2,300]Paso Finos make an exciting investment opportunity. If the purchase is motivated by a desire for a personal pleasure horse, then there couldn’t be a more pleasurable equine experience. [/glow]



Name: Winston de Paso Me
Nickname:Winston
Species: Equine
Breed: Paso Fino
Height: 15.1
Gender: Stallion
Age: 1
Pelt color: Liver Chestnut
Eye color: Brown
Distinguishing features: None
Alliance: Tame
Personality: Slightly high headed witha strak of bossiness, he is a great show halter stud, on the other hand, the thrill of competition is an enticement and often causes him to act foolish.
Info: All Paso Fino gaits are a pleasure, but what most owners are looking for in a pleasure horse is not only beauty, spirit, carriage and disposition, but a comfortable medium-speed gait. You can find all of this in this little guy, Winston de Paso Me, he is a great little stud yearling and is usually well mannerd.

(( Winston must go to an expericed Owner.))

[megan]

Megan came walking up to see what they where selling then something caught her eye"How much"Megan said pulling out her wallet

[~//~Heartbroken~\\~]

ooc:// +checks last line of first post+ Wowee, Megan. You really must be hopeful.

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ooc:// Megan, I do not want to be mean and I don't want to put this is a mean way, however I like to play with advanced
Rpers, so If I allow you to buy Winston, you must try your very best not to type one liners and try your best on high vocab. Okay? Deal?

[~***§tardust***~]

Indigo Summerdream was walking through the auction barn when a young stud caught her eye. Wow was the first thing she thought. She read all his information, and nearly yelped with excitment as she saw he was a paso fino, and he was a yearling that she could train herself. She pulled out her checkbook and a pen and said, I'll bid $25,000 on him!

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A stout woman apperad from behind the yeatling, Sold!, she declared. She was eager to sell the young brute, due to having several other horses. She smiled at the woman with a pleasant snile making her way to infront of his stall...

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Indigo grinned. She wrote out the check for 25 grand and handed it to the woman. She then walked up to her new horses stall. Hey cutie pie she said, holding out her hand for him to sniff. She snatched a sugar cube out of her pocket with her free hand.

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Thee yearling made his way to the front of his stall, curious of who this new person was, was she a predator or prey...he wondered, he let his mug wonder to her hand, gently picking up her aroma and leting it file in the back of his mind. Then reaching his kissers to her free hand, and retrieving the cube. The bitter, yet intcing sweet taste rushed down his throat, bobbing his spanish crania...

[~***§tardust***~]

Hey sweetie pie she said, petting his forehead. Try this one she said, and held out an apple slice.

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He gently laped up the slice of green, 'arks fading in diffrent directions, bobbing 'is crania...

[~***§tardust***~]

She smiled and scratched his forehead gently. Attaboy she said softly. She then grabbed a halter off the stall door. Let's go, bud.

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Auburn pelt flickered as he, took a anxious step away from the wooden door, awaiting for Indigo to attach the halter. He snorted, blissfully. His beautiful copper optics studying the girl, as she made her way tword him. He let a soft, yet percing sharp whicker escape, while lifting his mug to Indigo...

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She quickly slid the stall door open and stepped in, closing the door behind her. Hey bud, we're gonna go to your new home, ok? she said, then walked up to him and offered him the halter to sniff.

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He reached out his velvet mug, taking in the aroma of the dark blue halter, snorting and taking a curious step forward to Indigo, curious as ever. His optics lit up as a girl walked down the asile, with a dappled vixen, he whickered deeply. Harks attentive...

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Indigo laughed at Winston. I can see that someone really likes mares! she said She then slipped the halter on him and clipped a lead rope to the halter. C'mon, boy, lets go she said. But she didn't open the door just yet, no way was she gonna let Winston go after the mare.