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Post by x♥xSpiffy on Nov 24, 2006 20:47:08 GMT -5
Tucker walked silently towards the stables. He brushed his fingers through his hair as he moved smoothly. His brown eyes searched the stalls until he found Spook's. The gelding suddenly poked his head from out of the stall and nuzzled the boy.
"I don't have any carrots today, boy. I'm sorry."He chuckled and patted the stallion. He opened the stall door and slipped in. This was the place he really felt at home. He sighed and smiled, grabbing a brush and moving it across his body.
To bad he didn't have any friends yet. He hoped they would be easy to get along with. He bit his lip slightly and then turned back to Spook who danced impatiently, liking the feel of the brush.
Tucker was a bit shy around some people, but could be very outgoing. It just depended who he was hanging around. |
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Post by Sudsies on Nov 24, 2006 21:21:28 GMT -5
Sammi walked down the barn isle, not for any reason in particular. She had just left her gelding, Caribbean (Or as he was lovingly nicknamed, Bean), in his stall after seeing the anglo-arab had plenty of alfalfa to munch on. The seventeen year old girl spent most of her time at the stable, seeing as she did not enjoy spending time in the place called her home. Her parents were always yelling at each other, or at her. Her green eyes clouded over with sadness. Why didn't they just get a divorce and be done with it? It would save her from becoming permanently deaf, at the least. She glanced into one of the stalls and almost jumped when she saw a boy there. Regaining her composure, she walked over to the stall door, pasting a smile on her face. "Hey!" She greeted him, leaning on the stall door watching the other teen groom his steed. "I'm Sammi. What's your name?"
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Post by x♥xSpiffy on Nov 24, 2006 21:29:00 GMT -5
Tucker looked up from his procedure and smiled handsomely. Spook raised his head and his ears pricked as he moved towards the girl, reaching his muzzle out, nostrils flaring to take in her scent.
Tucker smiled again."Hey. I'm Tucker. Duke. Tucker Duke."He extended a hand to shake her's in a friendly greeting.
Spook nuzzled Tucker's hand. Tucker laughed slightly."Not for you."He said, patting him before extending his hand out again for her. |
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Post by Sudsies on Nov 24, 2006 22:05:05 GMT -5
Sammi smiled and shook his hand, amused at the geldings' antics. -Nice to meet you-She said, looking Tucker over. /He's good looking!/ she thought to herself, before shaking the thought away. /Sammi, get a hold on yourself. Don't go crazy./ The girl turned her attention towards the gelding. - He seems sweet- She ventured, holding her palm out for the horse to sniff. -What sort of riding do you do?- |
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Post by x♥xSpiffy on Nov 25, 2006 9:32:11 GMT -5
Tucker smiled."Nice to meet you too."He said, before patting the gelding. The gelding nudged the girl's hand gently and when he felt the hand of Tucker's he turned and nuzzled him as well.
Tucker grinned."Yeah, he's pretty nice."He said before replying to her question."Oh, I do english and western riding, but I like english better. Mostly jumping. Spook enjoys it alot."
The thought of soaring over the jumps at that moment sounded nice, but he knew that Spook needed to settle in for the day, or at least a while, before going for a ride. He was probably still excited and a bit nervous about his surroundings. |
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Post by Sudsies on Nov 25, 2006 14:34:36 GMT -5
I used to compete in hunters when I was younger- Sammi said absently, remembering her first lessons over jumps. -I liked it well enough, until I got into more advanced dressage. I just love it. There was no more time for jumping.- She sighed and dug her hands into her pockets. -I do miss it some; until I start practicing Piaffes again- She added with a grin. She gestured towards the stall next to Spooks. -That's my gelding, Bean; Caribbean.- She said as the chestnut poked his head over his stall door.
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