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Post by F r o s t on Nov 10, 2013 14:31:28 GMT
Cylvia nipped the stallion's hoof. "Why should you care?!" she nickered loudly. Her heart beginning to race with anger.
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Post by mustanglover on Nov 11, 2013 4:18:07 GMT
Spirit
"I'm sorry I helped being you here,okay. I want to be free like you,believe or not I once was free. Hm...wait..it could work. I have an offer for you." He said as he came up with a deal or offer to try and escape.
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Post by F r o s t on Nov 11, 2013 19:27:00 GMT
Cylvia snorted. "Let them truly to break me. I don't need a stallions help. Especially one that lives with the humans and thinks they are great!" She the placed her hooves underneath her and pushed herself up. She pressed up against the stall door which moved slightly. She felt unsure of the door and stood up putting all of her weight on her hind legs. She glanced around before pinning her ears back at the smells.
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Post by miss purple on Nov 11, 2013 20:28:47 GMT
Spring may be trapped) Spring ran around she saw other horses and got list in the confusion. |
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Post by mustanglover on Nov 12, 2013 0:21:19 GMT
Spirit
"Fine. But you dont know me, so don't think I haven't wanted to be free after all these years trapped like you." He said just as a sable hand decided to put him back in his stall. Once in it he munched on some dried hay and grass and then looked out the window staring into the wilderness.
Humans
They finally caught anothe mare. A keeper too, either brood mare or race horse it wasn't sure. After. Day or two a trainer would be responsible for trying to break her an see if she was race material or mothering material. One man haltered the mare. Another grabbed the lead rope and started to lead the new mare to an open stall I the stables only 100 feet away. There was another open spot by the respected stallion Spirit, young and a racer and once retired a site to future generations of race horses.
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Post by F r o s t on Nov 12, 2013 0:48:19 GMT
Cylvia snorted not liking being wrong. She looked outside the window like Spirit. Whinnying faintly as if a wild horse were here to set her free.
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Post by mustanglover on Nov 12, 2013 3:36:50 GMT
Spirit
He heard her and listened to her. So desperate and like him when he first came here too, he knew they would determine her fate tomorrow so he figured she needed her energy when he said,"It's useless. Unless you had a herd or solo mare who is just going to come charging And save you, but they'd get captured, trust me Ive been through it. Saw my own mother get caught looking for me and used as a brood mare the rest of her life with no choice. You'll probably get times tomorrow to see if you can be a racer like me. If not you'll be a brood mare or used in a note event, I can never tell with humans." He said as he noticed a new mare lead in. She was also put next to him.
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Post by F r o s t on Nov 12, 2013 13:28:01 GMT
Cylvia ignored the stallion and pricked her ears when the other mare came in. Smelling like her. She quickly went to the stable door and whinnied lightly to her. Nudging the stable door as well. Trying to get human attention.
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Post by miss purple on Nov 13, 2013 0:02:04 GMT
Spirit "Fine. But you dont know me, so don't think I haven't wanted to be free after all these years trapped like you." He said just as a sable hand decided to put him back in his stall. Once in it he munched on some dried hay and grass and then looked out the window staring into the wilderness. Humans They finally caught anothe mare. A keeper too, either brood mare or race horse it wasn't sure. After. Day or two a trainer would be responsible for trying to break her an see if she was race material or mothering material. One man haltered the mare. Another grabbed the lead rope and started to lead the new mare to an open stall I the stables only 100 feet away. There was another open spot by the respected stallion Spirit, young and a racer and once retired a site to future generations of race horses. (Was that spring that got caught.) |
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Post by mustanglover on Nov 14, 2013 0:00:49 GMT
(Yes and Sumemr too)
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Post by F r o s t on Nov 14, 2013 0:03:09 GMT
Cylvia nudged the door with her shoulder and whinnied again trying to make noise and catch the human's attention as well as the mare.
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Post by miss purple on Nov 14, 2013 1:02:42 GMT
Spring put up a fight at first but she soon calmed down. She went in to her new stable and waited for whatever was to come next.
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Post by mustanglover on Nov 14, 2013 3:42:44 GMT
Humans
They stood together talking. One glanced at Cylvia(sorry if I mess up names!) then back. Soon a team of five came over to Cylvias stall. Lots of others blocked the barn entrance and back so she could not escape. They led her to a corral where her trainer waited an where she was surrounded by a high fenced pen. People were starting to climb up and watch as if she was a bucking bronco ready for a show. Later it would be Spring then Summers turn. They must pick two of the three if not only one of three to be racers the others would be brood mares, giving birth to future famous racer horses while living in a luxurious stable, the easy and good life...surely the horses didn't want to be anywhere else...
Summer
In he stall the mare whinnie to others. Desperate to get out, sure the oats and hay were good and she had even eaten an apple, a rare treat in the wild, but it wasn't home. She figured she would get used to it, she'd have to there was no chance of escaping...by herself. Plus having foals and being in a great stable like this wasn't the worst that could happen.
Trouble
He and his mares had escaped the round up, and were safe, for now. He looke around to make sure all of them were there.
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Post by miss purple on Nov 14, 2013 11:48:45 GMT
Spring remained calm in her stable. She ate some hay and some oats and diddnt make a single sound.
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Post by F r o s t on Nov 14, 2013 12:51:44 GMT
Cylvia
I snorted and whinnied angrily as they put stuff on my back. Bumping the sides and kicking my legs. The human got on top of me and I charged out. Bucking and rearing. The person had already fallen off. I spun around and reared landing on the persons hand. Breaking it he screamed and ran away in pain. I snorted proudly and people started pulling back on me and I reared and started bucking so they would back off. They swung ropes making it land on my neck. They pulled back and I started charging forward making me pull on them. Going at a considerately fast speed. At a canter she whinnied and stopped. Spinning around and rearing and scaring away the people.
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