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Date Posted: 14:49:56 11/24/05 Thu
Author: Amber/Anna/Spots
Subject: ~*We Were Stones*~
In reply to: Thunder 's message, "Re: ~*We Were Stones*~" on 11:44:05 11/24/05 Thu

((sorry my fault. I really can't spell.))
Amber smiles as she takes Fortune's halter and carefully slips it over his head. She opens his door and leads him to a grooming stall. She then walks down to Thunder's stall and puts his halter on. She leads him to an other grooming stall. She then remembers that Thunder had never pulled a cart. Hey Thunder if I let you walk freely with us will you stay close?. She then begins to groom Fortune.

Anna walks carefully on his tail. She finally finishes and she steps back to look at her work. She smiles to herself as she sees how beautiful her new stallion was. She looks at him and decides to take him out to the training arena to do abit of ground work. She was born and raised around horses and could handle them as well as any adult. She gathers all of her grooming stuff and puts it away. She then gets Pat's brand new blue and yellow halter and matching lead. She carefully slips it over his massive head and leads him to the training arena.

Spots continues to trot until she reaches a small creek. She walks to the middle and then begins to drink her fill of the cool water.

((Pat go to the training arena and post.))

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