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Welcome to the Royal Stables...

This is where the royal family's horses will be kept. Only the best of the best horses are suitable for the royal 
family, as well as the fine mounts of their knights. There is one wing for the royal horses, and another wing for
the horses of the knights of Hogwen.Only the best grooms are chosen to care for the royal mounts,as the 
entire royal family enjoys their horses.

Subject: ~*
Author: Mystery Rider [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:36:59 03/27/01 Tue ~The sound of hard-pounding hooves is heard upon the road leading to the stables. A bright chestnut horse comes snorting into the stables and halts its brown eyes wide in fright. Bright red streaks are splashed across its chest and a rider is slumped forward upon the horse's sweaty neck and mane. Red plaid material is strewn over the rider and the horse's rump. Long, middle back length brown hair is strewn all over obscuring the rider's face. A pure white linen shirt is streaked with the same red streaks as on the horse's chest. Could it be blood? The rider moans,but does not move. It proves it is alive.~
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She opens the doors to the stables... -- Lady Shanteral, 12:40:51 03/27/01 Tue ~* -- Mystery Rider, 12:53:08 03/27/01 Tue ...inside... -- Mabellina, 16:29:24 03/27/01 Tue ~ -- Mystery Rider, 17:29:26 03/27/01 Tue* She looks at her friend."Were you going to the ball?Puma?"she grins in a quirky way,seeing Mabe tame the loyal horse.She steps up to the girl,patting the horse softly."A definite Scot,"she says pointing to the plaid material."And the sword.I wonder if it's a Claymore.Where did she get it?"she looks at her friend."We should probably take her to the barracks and sew up her wounds."She holds the girl's white bloody hands. (NT) -- Lady Shanteral, 17:33:58 03/27/01 Tue She nods, taking the reins of the horse. "You'd better take her...I will attend to the horse. No doubt it has had a terrible experience as well. Do you need any help lifting her?" She held out a steadying hand...(g2g for dinner...c ya!) (NT) -- Mabellina, 18:12:45 03/27/01 Tue "No,I think I can carry her."she says taking the rider's shoulders."We need a doctor. After you get the horse done up run to Acton Street, there should be a doctor."She slips off her green cloak. A look of pain come into her ocean blue eyes as she wraps it about the woman,tucking it in around her wounds. Carefully she pulls the girl off the scared horse. She holds the girl carefully. A defiant look comes over her as she carries the girl to the barracks. (NT) -- Lady Shanteral, 11:44:42 03/28/01 Wed He walks in seeing the two woman struggling with the girl.I shall go for a doctor.he says.Quickly he takes out his Clydesdale, Maximus. He quickly buckles on the saddle and bridles the stallion.Mabellina,dear,help Shanteral.he says in a slight grimace at Shanteral's name. Another expressionless look is thrown at Shanteral. He mounts Maximus and with a sharpGiddap!takes off at a canter. (NT) -- John of Leon, 11:51:13 03/28/01 Wed ~ -- Mystery Rider, 12:16:29 03/28/01 Wed* The knight leads the chestnut to a stall, tying it quickly. As fast as she can, she removes the stained saddle and bridle, placing them on the floor: She would clean them later. Patting the horse's muzzle, she left to gather some tools...inside... -- Mabellina, 16:33:05 03/28/01 Wed ~ -- Mystery Rider, 13:05:48 03/29/01 Thu* ~ -- Mystery Rider, 13:05:53 03/29/01 Thu* She murmers to the stallion quietly, leading him into a secluded stall. Rubbing the chestnut's poll carefully, she closes the door. "Eu estarei para tr�s, n�o me preocupo..." [Translation: I will be back, do not worry...] With that, the knight left... (NT) -- Mabellina, 18:44:50 03/29/01 Thu ~* -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 08:48:18 03/30/01 Fri The knight's own Friesian stallion whickers from the door across, ears flattening when he catches the horse's scent: Another stallion. He snorts, hitting the door with a strong hoof... (NT) -- Celtic Shadow, 17:38:53 03/30/01 Fri ~* -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 22:39:44 03/30/01 Fri ... -- Celtic Shadow, 16:58:11 03/31/01 Sat ~* -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 08:21:07 04/02/01 Mon ... -- Celtic Shadow, 18:00:22 04/02/01 Mon ~ -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 21:06:45 04/02/01 Mon* ... -- Celtic Shadow, 17:45:07 04/03/01 Tue ~ -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 12:12:39 04/04/01 Wed* ... -- Celtic Shadow, 19:08:20 04/04/01 Wed ~! -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 18:28:35 04/06/01 Fri ... -- Celtic Shadow, 21:36:49 04/06/01 Fri Suddenly, there is a flash of silver body and the dance of black hooves. She screams in rage at the two stallions who fight so foolishly. She whirls upon Celtic, the impression she got was that he egged the other to a fight. Quickly, moving even faster than the chestnut, she strikes out at Celtic, knocking him sideways causing him to stumble away a few strides.(that's as much as I'm gonna do) She whirls upon the other, and kicks him lightly, so as not to hurt him too much more.>> -- Tillifien the Shadow-Walker, 12:03:17 04/10/01 Tue He rests, snorting heavily, head slightly down. Blood drips silently upon the floor and his head droops slightly. He rests a hoof, glad for the interruption of the silver mare. (NT) -- Acarsaid the Steadfast, 20:12:16 04/12/01 Thu ((Sorry - grounded for a while...lol))... -- Celtic Shadow, 11:28:23 04/13/01 Fri Her nostrils extend, warning. She turns to the wounded one and watches him. Then a peircing whistle calls her and she trots over to Shanteral and her knights upon their horses. Quickly tacked up, she rides away to the ball. (NT) -- Tillifien the Shadow Walker and Lady Shateral, 21:54:47 04/15/01 Sun

Subject: The filly finaly turns and rears, her wild spirit flaming, do you dare to try and tame her?
Author: Beauty [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 20:16:42 04/15/01 Sun

Subject: Prince McKenzie Griffen leads in his Andalusian stallion(Traveler),untacks him, attends to his needs, and goes out.
Author: Prince McKenzie Griffen [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:36:14 04/15/01 Sun

Subject: ~The filly canters in, though she is only about two her beauty is breath-taking. Snoting she rears, eyes flash with an un-dieing fire of wild spirit. She-devil prances over to a stall, releasing the filly they call On Angel's Wings and nickers, inviting her to play. bouding in a circle she waits for the filly to follow.~
Author: Beauty [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:46:56 04/13/01 Fri

Subject: The boy appears with the padding of light feet. Red hair sticks out in an unruly tangle, setting off greenish eyes. A spattering of freckles covers his cheeks and nose. He glances back for Neville, halting his run into the stableyard...
Author: Ron ((Geez - I need a pic for him...)) [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:20:37 04/05/01 Thu
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-Rushes in behind him ducking low, his hair in a likely mess although raven tresses press to his forehead, alike in the bright green eyes. "Where's the loft?" Looks around curiously, wondering how he could have missed it- ... Inside -- -Neville-, 21:09:47 04/05/01 Thu He smiles, moving along the aisle. He presses a finger to his lips, pointing at the commotion of the two stallions fighting. "Over 'ere. It's hidden above this stall. I found it." ...inside... -- Ron, 17:42:21 04/06/01 Fri Keeps at his heels and fallows him the whole way... ----> -- Neville Eiland, 13:02:32 04/07/01 Sat He grins, the sunlight shafting in lazily through a small knot in the wood... -- Ron, 17:47:10 04/07/01 Sat Watches as he closes the board... -- Neville Eiland, 20:12:12 04/07/01 Sat He grins and rubs his grubby hands devilishly... -- Ron, 15:09:56 04/08/01 Sun His demonic grin slips into one of deep thought (for a 11 year old...) -- Neville Eiland, 15:14:50 04/08/01 Sun A young girl shudders slightly at the thought of being bribed from the hay bale she's hidden in. -- Princess Chloe, 18:55:04 04/08/01 Sun Jolts back looking around -- , 16:43:05 04/10/01 Tue She unnsuccesfully tries to hold back laughter... -- Chloe, 19:21:12 04/10/01 Tue Snaps back rudely "None of your business!" -- Neville, 19:35:15 04/10/01 Tue She flops down on her back. -- Chloe, 16:04:20 04/11/01 Wed (Ignore the last one from me) She sighs, and flops over on her back. -- Chloe, 16:51:11 04/11/01 Wed He is struck speechless... -- Ron, 18:05:28 04/11/01 Wed In awe of the boys foolish reaction he gives the boy a good shove back into the hay. -- Neville, 18:11:09 04/11/01 Wed She quirks an eyebrow at them. -- Chloe, 19:54:46 04/11/01 Wed (Grrr....Is=Are) (NT) -- Chloe, 19:56:36 04/11/01 Wed He too now turns pale and tears well up in his big green eyes -- Neville Eiland, 08:11:59 04/12/01 Thu Bewildered... -- Ron, 16:29:26 04/12/01 Thu For the first time in his young life... -- Neville Longbottom, 16:34:26 04/12/01 Thu He nods dumbly... -- Ron, 17:35:27 04/12/01 Thu She shrugs. "Fine then." -- Chloe, 18:52:48 04/12/01 Thu Shaking his head. "Well, I don't suppose sitting here's going to do much good, they've got a spy on us, why don't we just go... I don't know, spy on them?" He talks slowly his thoughts darting wondering if Icera will be there. (NT) -- Neville Eiland, 19:36:42 04/12/01 Thu He shrugs, landing with a scuffled thud on the floor. Brushing hay off of him, he looks to Neville with bright eyes. "Sure," he shrugs. "Or d'you wanna go for a ride? I can always...erm..."borrow" a horse." (NT) -- Ron, 11:25:29 04/13/01 Fri (ooc- too late!) hehe.. "Naw, let's go talk to 'em." Rushes off the other direction. (NT) -- Neville, 12:24:11 04/13/01 Fri He looks about, before scurrying after his friend... (NT) -- Ron, 16:13:55 04/13/01 Fri

Subject: She dashes in, and runs to the tack room where she grabs the saddle. Carefully unsnapping the sheath from the saddle, she takes the Claymore and puts the belt over her right shoulder and under her left arm, the easiest way to carry a sword. She runs back out.
Author: Siobhan Macrae [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 22:33:46 04/12/01 Thu

Subject: \| A young woman steps in, wearing an unfastened priestess' cloak billowing around her slim frame. The ivory gown underneath fits around her accented curves like her skin. Most of her smokey-brown locks are down, though a few are gathered into a small ponytail. \|
Author: Baroness Kvinne av Himmelen [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:26:09 04/07/01 Sat \| She young, about sixteen, young for someone of her title. Walking swiftly to one of the stalls, she unlatches the door and steps in, crooning softly in Norwiegan. Saddling her dapple-gray stallion, she leads him out of the stable and lightly mounts up, heading toward the chapel. \|

Subject: ��A young woman walks in in Knights garb, leading a tall, handsome, bay stallion.��

Author:
Gwen
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Date Posted: 12:28:57 03/30/01 Fri

��She looks around hesitantly for an empty stall in the Knights Stalls. Finding one, she leads him in, untacks him and pats his neck.�� "Settle yourself in, and I'll be back in awhile." ��The horse's name is unsaid, and despite his beauty, he seems myserious, and somewhat highstrung.�� Gwen pats him one last time, and exits to explore.��

Subject: He outstretches his hand to his enormous Oriental Horse...
Author: Sir Gavin [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:29:00 03/30/01 Fri "There there Iori... I'm sure your ready to ride.. " He pats her back and leads her out of the stalll.. and out infront of the castle...

Subject: *rides in and dismounts from the tall black stallion.. She leads him to his stall and untacks him expertly, brushes him down and feeds and waters him.. A flash of bright red catches your eye as it hurdles towards Meg's shoulder, slows and lands upon it.. A phoenix...fully grown and beautiful.. Laughing, Meg exits the stallion's stall and walks down the aisle..

Author:
Countess of Luster...aka Lady Meg, etc...
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Date Posted: 18:22:53 03/28/01 Wed

Suddenly she spots "Phalen" and whistles.. The mare looks up sharply then whinnies and trots towards Meg, dragging George, cursing and spluttering behind her. Meg laughs again*My dear Fae, you've found me!! *hugs the mare who bobs her head* I'm so glad they brought you.. *glares at George* How dare you mistreat her, and then try to sell her?!? I shall have you thrown into jail for this... *Phalen snorts, bobs her head and looks smug.. George glares. Lady Meg hauls him to his feet and begins to drag him off to the king.. *

Subject: ~~A young white mare looks into the stable, then flashes blue orbs back to the wilderness from which she had come~~
Author: Mysteries Whim [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 08:52:08 03/17/01 Sat ~~Blue orbs return to the inside of the stables, she watches the human creatures mull about with great intrest, she snorts lightly and lowers her head, lobes swivel to focus on the young squire who tends to his master's horse, she talkes a step forward, beneith the sheen of the white coat, her ribs can be seen, though her stomach is large and round, obviously she is with foal but greatly deprived of food~~
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the young Irish lad walks over, holding a bucket of grain Hullo there, lassie... Might ye be a wee bit hungry? holds out the bucket to the mare (NT) -- Danny, 18:41:54 03/17/01 Sat ~~She streaches out her once elegant white neck towards the food, the scent of it was something she coveted and desired, she would willingly give her freedom and that of her foal, fathered by the stongest and wildest of stallions in a land far from here, she give both their freedom for a warm home and food~~ (NT) -- Whim, 19:05:29 03/17/01 Sat steps to her and holds the bucket in front of her Go on, lassie, and eat yer fill. Perhaps ye'd like a home wi' me.. I'm Danny, the Irish rogue.. laughs, green eyes twinkling.. his hair, of course, is red (NT) -- Danny, 19:20:32 03/17/01 Sat ~~The mare flicks a lobe lightly back and lowers her muzzle into the bucket, her head jerks lightly up as the foal moves in her stomache,she whickers lightly and lowers her muzzle once more~~ (NT) -- Whim, 19:23:30 03/17/01 Sat grins Would be fine to own a lass like yerself, and a foal on the way.. I'll wager a pretty, wee one, if it looks even a wee bit like ye.. (NT) -- Danny, 19:36:43 03/17/01 Sat ~~She whickers lightly again and shifts on her feet, drawing her muzzle from the bucket and lifting her head to this man, her eyes have a lively sparkle that her coat and form may not mirror~~ (NT) -- Whim, 19:40:17 03/17/01 Sat (her pic inside) -- Whim's Playa, 19:47:32 03/17/01 Sat smiles at the pretty mare Well, lassie, would ya permit me to keep ye and your wee one and take care of ye? (NT) -- Danny, 20:00:03 03/17/01 Sat ~~The mare nods her delecate head and wuffs her muzzle in his red hair with affection~~ (NT) -- Whim, 20:01:31 03/17/01 Sat The ebony stallion whickers to her,black oculars bright. (NT) -- Tinius the Mighty Ebony, 12:47:56 03/19/01 Mon Smiles broadly Well then, lass, shall we get you into a stall, then? (NT) -- Danny, 18:19:28 03/20/01 Tue ~~She flicks back a lobe and snorts lightly, bobing her head~~ (NT) -- Whim, 13:36:15 03/22/01 Thu (sorry been grounded!!) laughs and leads her into a stall.. Pours some hearty bran mash into a wooden bucket and hangs it in the stall, along with a wooden pail of water (NT) -- Danny, 18:13:43 03/28/01 Wed

Subject: + A young groom enters, leading a sturdy young stallion - a warhorse, by his muscular frame and nearly fearless additude. The young man puts the stallion in a stall quickly, backing away as if afraid of the horse, then hurries out. +
Author: hmm... [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:35:13 03/27/01 Tue
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+ The lady knight enters the stable, headed toward the knight's section. A banging comes from the stall where the stallion was put. Smiling, she hurries over to the stall. + Intrepedo! Oh, come l'ho mancato! Lei ha aiutato la calma la casa di dorso di massacres? + The stallion snorts in reply as she rubs his forehead. + (NT) -- Valiente, 08:18:01 03/28/01 Wed

Subject: ...

Author:
Sir Gyrohn of Gryphon Badge
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Date Posted: 12:12:28 03/27/01 Tue

He enters the stables and sets down his trunk,shield,helm and such. He takes out his ebon stallion and takes out his grooming kit from the trunk. He brushes swiftly and saddles. He straps the trunk to the back of the saddle(it's small)and straps on his helm and positions his shield. Taking up his lance,he leads the ebon to the mounting block outside the stables. He climbs astride and settles into the saddle. With a light press of his legs,Tinius sets off at a canter down the road...perhaps not to be seen again,or maybe to be seen again...thoughts linger upon a fair maiden warrior...blue eyed...strawberry haired...fierce and beautiful...his lumbering form disappears into the dust of the road...

Subject: Pulling Artemio into the stables she rushes...
Author: Lainey [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:35:32 03/25/01 Sun Rushing to the farthest stall she takes a snaffle from the wall and enters the mares stall. Tugging on Artemios arm she enters and drags him alongside her. "Tinkerbell meet Artemio, you're going to be with him for the next few days..." Pauses then looks back to Artemio, wondering if what she's saying is true, if he will return soon, hopefully, for her and her mare's sake. "I don't suppose you'll want to ride side-saddle, do you wish of a saddle? I know lots of people who don't. I love horses but can't ride without one for anything." Pauses realizing she's talking about a million miles per hour and she turns a shade of pink.
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~~~> -- Artemio, 11:09:55 03/25/01 Sun Already sprinting for the tack room she then walks slowly as she returns with a large jumping saddle, "This is all we have I fear it isn't the greatest thing to keep you steady, but, my father would have mine and yours heads for taking his." Saddles up the mare quickly and leads her out. Holding onto the reins tightly, wondering if she didn't let go, would he...go? (NT) -- Lainey, 11:18:42 03/25/01 Sun ~~~> -- Artemio, 11:50:42 03/25/01 Sun* Slinks back into the shadows and waves. Her eyes now sullen she calls out "Write again soon! I shall do my best to think of any excuse why the royalty of spain is needed her... Au Revoir!" Waving her 'kerchief in the air she strides out of the barn slowly as she walks alongside him and the horse. (NT) -- Lainey, 12:11:59 03/25/01 Sun ~He smiles lightly, eyes sad~ I will try... look for my falcon. ~He takes her hand in his for a moment, squeezing lightly, dark eyes meeting her lovely mahogany ones.~You do that. ~He turns, mounting the mare smoothly, a faint smile on his face at her farewell~Au Revoir! Adieu! ~He nudges the mare lightly, taking her swiftly into a canter; if he had to go, he wanted it to be as fast as possible. He dissapears from sight into the vinsity of the woods, rasing a hand in farewell before he does~ (NT) -- Artemio, 12:25:58 03/25/01 Sun

Subject: A girl slips in, face hidden by the folds of her dark blue hood.
Author: Princess Chloe [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 20:18:05 03/22/01 Thu Slipping into a stall, she pulls back her hood, revealing light grey eyes and long auburn hair. Porcilan hands stroke the powerful neck beside her, the mare gently swinging her refined head around to the small princess with a burbling whicker. "Shush, Falcon, shush..." The child warns, before patting the sleek muzzle. "Time for a ride." At the word ride, the mare impataintly paws the straw at her feet, and the girl smiles. After a quickly brushing, she slips the mare out of the stall, through the hall, and finally past the stable gate. Pulling herself quietly onto the warm back, she grips the gently moving sides with her legs, she urged the black mare into a swift lope, heading to an unknown destitation.
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The girl slips back in, leading Falcon, and puts her away before racing up to her rooms. (NT) -- Princess Chloe, 17:37:07 03/24/01 Sat

Subject: walks in, leading a stunning bay mare.. Her coat starting to dapple, a rich red gold color shading her coat, over which is a silken sheet of palest blue and silver... Her large, adorable ears are perked with curiousity... Her kind brown eyes gaze about her with interest.. She prances in place and the man places a hand on her shoulder Whoa there, girl.. he looks around, as if for someone... Not seeing them, he sighs and, still holding the mare, sits down to wait.
Author: George and "Phalen" [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:30:36 03/17/01 Sat The mare snorts and sniffs the air, then lets out a shrill whinny...then stands perfectly still, awaiting an answer.. The man glares at her You're too talkative, missy.. she looks at him curiously then swivels an ear forward to listen again.. She stomps impatiently and the man swats her leg None of that, ya hear? she looks at him then stomps again. he swats her again* Annoying, aren't ya.. she looks again and sneezes on him.. He jumps up, spluttering Yech! she whickers, pleased with herself.. THough large at 17 hh, the mare has an undeniable grace and beauty that is distinctly hers.. And one look at her confirmation would tell you how beautiful she moves.. The man mumbles angrily Might as well sell ye, she'll never get here.. grumbles and stands up, looking around for someone to sell her to... the mare lays her ears back and bites him*
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~~Her lobes and prbs flick towards the other mare in the stable, she makes no objection, mearly returns to her food, by far not in her prime or by any means in the position to object, probably not bearing the energy to flee~~ (NT) -- Whim, 19:49:14 03/17/01 Sat The friesian stallion sticks his head through his stall door,whickering slightly. Whuffling her scent,he whinnies. Suddenly a small boy about 14 rushes around the corner."Woah,Tinius! Steady boy!"he says to the gigantic ebony. Another horse,a bay slender gelding peeks around his stall door too, and whinnies."Oh,Tinius! You've got Antermus all jittery now too!"He gives both a carrot, and then turns,realizing it was the tall mare they were trying to get... (NT) -- Richard,Squire of Sir Gyrohn, 12:45:24 03/19/01 Mon ~~The mare takes another step towards the boy, her eyes eagery covet the carrots, her ribs show dispite the feeding of grain from the man named Danny, her eyes are worm and gentle with motherly gentleness, her stomache is an obvoious treasure box with foal, she looks like she would me a strong sturdy mare if well fed~~ (NT) -- Whim, 18:12:57 03/19/01 Mon Phalen snorts and paws the ground, then looks with interest at first Whim, then Tinius. She bobs her head and whickers to the stallion, almost prancing.. George smacks her then stands up Anyone want to buy this..ahem.. spirited mare? (NT) -- George and Phalen, 18:21:36 03/20/01 Tue The boy watches Whim,feeling sorry for the underfed mare. Quickly as though he just needs to walk past her, he slips her a carrot. (NT) -- Richard, Squire of Sir Gyrohn, 21:28:55 03/23/01 Fri

Subject: A girl slips in, face hidden by the folds of her dark blue hood.

Author:
Princess Chloe
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Date Posted: 20:17:41 03/22/01 Thu

Slipping into a stall, she pulls back her hood, revealing light grey eyes and long auburn hair. Porcilan hands stroke the powerful neck beside her, the mare gently swinging her refined head around to the small princess with a burbling whicker. "Shush, Falcon, shush..." The child warns, before patting the sleek muzzle. "Time for a ride." At the word ride, the mare impataintly paws the straw at her feet, and the girl smiles. After a quickly brushing, she slips the mare out of the stall, through the hall, and finally past the stable gate. Pulling herself quietly onto the warm back, she grips the gently moving sides with her legs, she urged the black mare into a swift lope, heading to an unknown destitation.

Subject: The young woman enters leading her bay mare...
Author: Lady Laura Reuben [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:54:47 03/18/01 Sun Slowly striding over to the mares stall, she enters...the mare following without hesitation. Untacking her quickly, she sets the tack to the side then grabs a curry comb and stiff brush and gives the bay a good grooming. Then finding a comb, she runs it through her thick ebony mane and tail, then gets a hoof pick and gets the dirt and stones out of her hooves. After having done that, she puts the grooming equipment away and puts fresh water and hay in the stall. Then grabbing her tack, she finds a comfortable out-of-the-way place and begins cleaning the tack...icy blue eyes getting a far away look to them.
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He walks around the corner where she stands and steps back,mumbling,"I'm sorry. I didn't see you."He carries his knight's saddle and bridle. He glances at her and turns quickly around and goes to the tack room to clean his knight's tack. (NT) -- Richard,Sir Gyrohn's Squire, 12:24:58 03/19/01 Mon

Subject: *Enters her nearly black eyes flashing...*

Author:
Princess Lainey and Tinkerbell
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Date Posted: 14:04:07 03/18/01 Sun

*Enters her nearly black eyes flashing around each stall. Not used to the stables here quite yet she skips over Emily seeing her happily eating. Instead she slips into the end row of stalls and slides the heavy iron door open. Inside a large bay mare nickers softly, but turns to return to her feed. Reaching for her bridle, skipping over the halter-stage. The mare flicks her ears back angrily but accepts the snaffle politely. The dark braided reins slip from her leather hands as she leads her out. Sliding the riens over the mares head, and back to her withers, along her long thick neck, she drops them there and leaves the mare to stand unattended. Returning with a brush and her english saddle and saddle pad she sets them on a nearby blanket bar and begins to brush the mare quickly. Slipping the saddle and pad onto her back, the long girth nearly drapes to the ground before being buckled. Once the gear is set she runs down one sturrip and leaps onto the 16.2hh mare easily, paying no attention to the quiet mare beneath her she lets the other sturrip down and clucks softly asking for a sitting trot as she exits the barn, ducking below the overhang she dissapears quickly hoping to remain unnoticed, as riding inside the barn is dangerous.*

Subject: ~~He slowly walks the stallion in and slips off, taking Kat in his arms and setting her on a bale of hay, he smiles and winks~~
Author: Jason [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:10:57 03/16/01 Fri ~~He opens a stall and clucks softly, the stallion walks slowly in and lowers his nose to sniff the hay in the stall, he starts eating while Jason grooms his coat~~
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Kat watches him, smiling. She watches as he grooms his stallion, then looks over at her own two horses, and they both look at her anxiosly. She laughs at them getting up quickly and giving them hay, before sitting back down where Jason had put her (NT) -- Kat, 12:18:10 03/16/01 Fri ~~He whistles softly as he works about the stallion, the horse munches quietly and every so often lifts his head and looks either to Kat or to Jason, when Jason finishes he walks over to kat and smiles~~ (NT) -- Jason, 12:21:44 03/16/01 Fri She too smiles, then places an arm around his waist, leaning over and resting her head on his shoulder. Then, she gently knocks him back onto the hay, and laughs softly (NT) -- Kat, 12:23:57 03/16/01 Fri ~~He lands with a soft huff, small bits og hay float in the air, he picks himself up and props himself up on an elbow, small bits of hay are in his hair~~ "What was that for?" (NT) -- Jason, 12:27:42 03/16/01 Fri Starts to pick hay from his hair Because I am mean.... she smiles, and laughs Don't you think so? (NT) -- Kat, 12:30:27 03/16/01 Fri ~~he smiles and pushes her back in the hay~~ "I'm, meaner" ~~He smiles and chuckles softly, placing a soft kiss on her cheek~~ (NT) -- Jason, 12:32:36 03/16/01 Fri She laughs awwww..... I don't think so. I think you are a sweety... she wraps her arms around him (NT) -- Kat, 12:35:50 03/16/01 Fri ~~He smiles and wipes a peice of hair from her face~~ "You sure about that?" (NT) -- Jason, 12:38:49 03/16/01 Fri she laughs the way you are talking I am not so sure anymore...... she smiles (NT) -- Kat, 12:40:53 03/16/01 Fri ~~He smiles and lays back in the hay~~ "Awww i'm just playin with ya.....See...i told ya it isn't that bad...." He streaches and fplds his arms under his head~~ (NT) -- Jason, 12:45:14 03/16/01 Fri she smiles Awww.... Ok Jason! leans over and kisses him I know, you aren't bad at all! (NT) -- Kat, 12:47:39 03/16/01 Fri ~~He chuckles softly~~ "Yep...I'm just a softly.....not a bad bone in my body" ~~He grins smugly (NT) -- Jason, 12:49:07 03/16/01 Fri* she laughs Yea Right.... I mean, oh, of course dear! she laughs In any case, I'm a bad girl..... (NT) -- Kylie, 12:52:17 03/16/01 Fri growl That was Kat...hits self (NT) -- Cris, 12:52:48 03/16/01 Fri (Heehee...everyone makes mistakes!)He chuckles and pulls her close to him* "Oh really?.......what makes you so bad?" (NT) -- Jason, 12:55:34 03/16/01 Fri Smiles I am mischevious, and crazy.... and... and.... that's all I guess! kisses him (NT) -- Kat, 12:57:12 03/16/01 Fri ~~he tilts his head to the side~~ "Then I'm bad too!...I'm the same way...if not worse" Smiles (NT) -- Jason, 12:59:55 03/16/01 Fri smiles I knew you had a bad bone in your body... mean on the other hand. hmmmmm.... I dunno. I don't think you are mean............ (NT) -- Kat, 13:01:57 03/16/01 Fri ~~He smirks slightly and kisses her softly~~ "So did i.......i think" (NT) -- Jason, 13:08:30 03/16/01 Fri she laughs, and leans forward, kisses him too, then leans back We certainly are resting, aren't we? she laughs (NT) -- Kat, 13:14:00 03/16/01 Fri ~~He chuckles softly~~ "Oh yes.....we are resting away" (NT) -- Jason, 20:07:49 03/16/01 Fri blows a kiss at him So.. I'm sort of bored. What do you want to do? She smiles, looking at her bow and arrow Ever been hunting with a Lady? smiles mischeviosly I'm pretty good.. but I'll go easy.. I don't want to show you up.... or you don't have to.. if you're scared..... smiles (NT) -- Kat, 10:13:02 03/17/01 Sat ~~He chuckles lightly and sits up~~ "I don't have a bow or anything...i usualy hunt with a falcon.....but we can go.." (NT) -- Jason, 18:11:48 03/17/01 Sat tosses some extra equipment at him, then slides into a room, returning in gray riding breeches and a blue tunic. She saddle sher mare, mounts up, and says let's go, soldier! (NT) -- Kat, 18:27:46 03/17/01 Sat

Subject: Enters...icy blue eyes flashing eagerly
Author: Laura [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:01:30 03/16/01 Fri Hurrying over to her mares stall, the young woman leads the bay TB out of the stall, then begins searches about for her grooming tools. After a short time she finds them and quickly sets to work grooming her mare. After a short while she finishes and tacks the mare up. Striding over to the Lady Meg and Lord Will, she flashes a warm smile. "I heard that you were planning something for today... Would it be alright if I joined you?"
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Trots the stallion over Well..... are you coming? he gazes down at her with laughing eyes, and smiles I think we are going to Nithgrove River..... but maybe... let's ho to Kensington Ridge.. what do you say? (NT) -- Will, 16:57:37 03/16/01 Fri Looking up at the man she grins, pale blue eyes dancing with misheif. "I am coming!" Swinging up onto her mares back, she gathers the reins quickly and brushes a stray strand of ebony hair away from her eyes. "Kensington Ridge sounds fine to me! Anywhere...so long as it is away from this castle! I have been stuck here for seemingly ages and am nearly bored to tears. Shall we be off then?" (NT) -- Laura, 19:07:16 03/16/01 Fri he smiles Race ya........ kicks the stallion's sides, and he bolts forward, out of the stables, barreling in the direction of Kensington Ridge (NT) -- Will, 10:08:44 03/17/01 Sat Laughs and nudges the mare lightly, sending her forwards at a breakneck pace after the stallion and his rider. (NT) -- Laura, 10:25:47 03/17/01 Sat

Subject: A knight riding a gigantic Friesian trots into the stables. A few moments later a squire canters in after him carrying lances and other weaponry of his knight. The knight leaps off the black stallion and pats him. He takes up the reins and unhelms himself. Short golden brown hair is revealed and twinkling green eyes are full of joy and laughter.
Author: Sir Gyrohn of Gryphon Badge [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 20:32:16 03/16/01 Fri Upon his shield is a snarling gryphon and upon his breast plate is the emblem too. He looks about and then calls to his squire,"Come down,come down Richard. All is well! This is the place!" He pats his Friesian and says,"Here we are Tinius. Tis the place. Come good fellow. And Richard-"he calls to his squire,"Make sure you give these two a cool down."Richard nods and proceeds to do just that. The knight gives over Tinius to Richard and leaves for the castle.
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Richard brushes the gignatic Friesian,occasionally patting him."Tinius,we will be leaving this place soon."The 14 year old squire looks about a bit fearfully and snuggles into Tinius velvet black neck. He curls his fingers in the stallion's mane,his brown eyes looking curiosly at everyone. He slips a halter on the stallion and leads him to a stall. He turns to his horse,Antermus.>>> -- Richard, Squire of Sir Gyrohn, 07:45:56 03/17/01 Sat

Subject: Will walks in, a red heeler dog at his side. He sighs, and draws his white arab stallion from it's stall, saddling it quickly. As he tightens the girth, he looks up for the woman who had asked for the people from the castle to come to the stables, and he laughs softly, knowing most of them were stuck up or lazy. He laughs, and mounts his stallion, looking about calmly. The red heeler whimpers and he says It is alright Scout! We will go soon, with or without this lady.
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:26:58 03/15/01 Thu
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mounts and rides over to the sole person to show up so far... After her rude invite, it's a wonder any showed up.. -- Lady Meg, Countess of Luster, 18:32:56 03/15/01 Thu* laughs and smiles, stroking his stallion -- Will, 18:41:38 03/15/01 Thu laughs merrily -- Lady Meg, Countess of Luster, 18:49:14 03/15/01 Thu Shakes his head -- Will, 18:54:12 03/15/01 Thu Will sighs I don't think.. Oh well! Let us go on! Laura, come along! (NT) -- Will, 12:19:54 03/16/01 Fri

Subject: ~~He slowly walks the stallion in and slips off, taking Kat in his arms and setting her on a bale of hay, he smiles and winks~~
Author: Jason [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:10:32 03/16/01 Fri ~~He opens a stall and clucks softly, the stallion walks slowly in and lowers his nose to sniff the hay in the stall, he starts eating while Jason grooms his coat~~

Subject: She enters quickly, blue eyes sparkling. Striding over to Meg, she grins merrily and places her hands on her hips. "Is the invitation still open? If so I would like to go. I am horribly bored!" Laughs softly.
Author: Laura [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:10:39 03/15/01 Thu
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('Tis a tad short but I am in a bit of a hurry...sorry 'bout that!) (NT) -- Jen, 19:15:41 03/15/01 Thu (Ignore this! Was to short for my likings...read one above! Hehehe...) (NT) -- Jen, 10:02:08 03/16/01 Fri

Subject: *Will walks in, a red heeler dog at his side. He sighs, and draws his white arab stallion from it's stall, saddling it quickly. As he tightens the girth, he looks up for the woman who had asked for the people from the castle to come to the stables, and he laughs softly, knowing most of them were stuck up or lazy. He laughs, and mounts his stallion, looking about calmly. The red heeler whimpers and he says* It is alright Scout! We will go soon, with or without this lady.

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Date Posted: 18:31:58 03/15/01 Thu

Subject: *enters, grinning merrily, and heads to a large, fierce looking black stallion's stall...

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Lady Meg, Countess of Luster
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Date Posted: 18:26:45 03/15/01 Thu

*opens the stall door and talking quietly, enters the stall and moves to the horse's side.. Laying a hand on his silky black neck, she whispers softly to him. He turns and nudges her, then prances impatiently. Smiling she nods* All right, we'll go.. *grabs her tack and things, brushes him til you can see yourself in his coat, then expertly tacks him up. Smiling, she leads him out to stand in front of the stables...to see if anyone comes with them on their little adventure*

Subject: Hurrying into the stables the young woman glances about quickly...
Author: Lady Laura [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:29:21 03/15/01 Thu As her gaze falls upon her mare she shakes her head lightly and sighs, icy blue eyes flashing. Gliding over to her, she shakes a slender finger at her. "You troublesome thing you! Everytime I turn around you are out of your stall and wandering about. What am I going to do with you?" Then laughing lightly, she motions towards the mares stall. The mare bobs her head playfully and emmits a soft nicker. Then nudging Laura's shoulder, she prances over to Angel and nips softly at her shoulder. Pawing the ground lightly with an oynx hoof, she gives a sharp whinney and flashes the filly a rather smug look. Then turning, she strides into her stall. Stiffling a sigh, she locks the stall...taking extra care that the mare would not be able to get out on her own again. Then walking over to Angel, she pats her neck. "Now Angel...get back in your stall right this minute. Then I will feed you. Alright?"
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The filly nickers innocently and gives Laura an apologetic look. She whuffs softly, befor trotting through the cracked remain of the door to her stall, the bottom door wide open, and the top door laying in splinters on the floor. The filly nickers softly, and waits for laura to feed her (NT) -- Angel, 17:36:39 03/15/01 Thu Laura places slender hands on her hips at the sight of the damage the young filly had caused.....a somewhat strained sigh escaping her. -- Laura, 17:46:44 03/15/01 Thu The filly watches her master leave, and whuffs softly, angry with hersef. She lays down in her stall, ignoring the food and water. She looks about, then calmly goes to sleep, not awakening for a bit (NT) -- Angel, 17:52:48 03/15/01 Thu

Subject: ((ooc: Mabe's player,I am at Acton Street))
Author: shana's player [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:01:59 03/15/01 Thu
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OK....be there...smiles (NT) -- Mabe, 16:34:11 03/15/01 Thu

Subject: The filly, from nside her stall, glances about. She is bored, and hungry, so she begins to furiosly kick the door. Slowly, the door's hinges begin to bust, and the top of the door slides off. The filly snorts, and uses her ips to open the bottom. She prances out, and looks arund, before stopping near a bale of hay and beginning to eat happily
Author: Angel [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 07:29:06 03/15/01 Thu (I am gonna get her a new pic soon, but she is a 6 month old pure white filly.... the old pic that doesn't show up shows that she is an albino.... but I think she won't be when I get the new pic)
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(This is the filly's new pic. I know it isn't the color I wanted, but it is ssssssooooo cute I couldn't resist. On Angel's Wings is still the name, and she is still 6 months old....) (NT) -- Cris, 08:43:39 03/15/01 Thu

Subject: A young, beautiful lady approaches the barn area searching for her horses stall and waiting for the prince. She finds the stall and throws her horse some hay as she grooms the magnificent stallion.
Author: Lone Elizabeth [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:43:05 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: The Ebony mare rears and strikes out at the air. Her neck stretches out and she lands softly. Her beauty reaching the top. She tosses her neck and snorts. To be free is the best in the world, but to have a loving owner may be better, or to have a horse friend. She shakes her neck angrily and prances around the stable area, she performs a slow and majestic trot. She stops and reaches out scanning hte area, her jet ebony coat gleaming like glitter.
Author: Shorana the Ebony Wind [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:03:41 03/11/01 Sun
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+ The lady knight starts talking in a soothing voice, clearly in Italian. (Translation: Settle down, beauty, it's alright, that's it...) She starts humming and takes a small step closer... + (NT) -- Valiente, 17:49:55 03/11/01 Sun Bucking in mid-air she twists and turns to the lady.She rears at her and makes angry gestures clearly stating to the lady that she does not want her to get any closer or else. It will take a whole lot more than a soothing voice to calm this beauty of nature down. She swipes a hoove at her. (NT) -- Shorana the Ebony Wind, 18:50:00 03/12/01 Mon + The knight sighs. She gazes wistfully at the mare and takes a step back. + Such magnificence... + Smiling almost sadly, she places an apple and a carrot on the stable floor, then quietly backs out... + (NT) -- Valiente, 20:57:56 03/12/01 Mon As the lady leaves the mare, quitely so she is unnoticed-- steps forward and grabs the apple, ungulfing it and then takes the carrot and backs up quickly and eats in somewhere quiet. (NT) -- Shorana the Ebony Wind, 18:36:09 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Author: On Angel's Wings [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 07:58:11 03/13/01 Tue The small white filly dances about in her stall, looking for Laura, or looking to play with another horse. She whinnies loudly, and strikes the side of her stall with a powerful blow from her small hooves. She strikes it once more, trying to get someone or something's attention. Finally, realizing no one is coming, the little filly picks up a stick in her stall with her teeth, and shakes it violently, playing with it. (This is true, my colt Stormy (IRL) really does do all of this -Cristal) (P.S. sorry if the pic doesn't work.. it doesn't sometimes)
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Sticking her head over her stall, the pretty bay femme nickers softly. Sharp tipped ears prick forward with curiousity at the banging going on in the stall next to her and she decides to check it out. Lipping at the lock on her stall, she easily unlocks it and pushes the door open with her nose. Stepping out it her tail, she bobs her head playfully and walks over to the fillys stall. Sticking her head over the stall door, she nickers to the filly she had met the night before. (NT) -- Laura's Mare(unnamed at the moment), 15:54:52 03/13/01 Tue (Ooooppppsss!!! Hehehe....'it her tail' was NOT supposed to be there! What WAS supposed to be there was 'Stepping out of the stall'. Do not ask how I managed to mess up that much...I haven't a clue!) (NT) -- Jen-Mare's player, 15:58:18 03/13/01 Tue The filly pokes her nose out and whuffs the mares nose, then pulls it back into her stall, and bobs her head, then whinnies, asking to be let out (NT) -- Angel, 16:02:22 03/13/01 Tue The mare pauses for a moment as if considering weither she should or not. Then realizing that Laura would not like it if she let the filly out, her dark eyes flash with misheif. Immediatly setting to work at the lock, it takes her but a to unlock it and pull the door open. (NT) -- Mare, 16:08:57 03/13/01 Tue The filly looks warily about, then when she steps out, her hooves make a loud clicking sound and she steps back in, afraid of it. She realizes it was just her hooves, and gets out, then she Whinnies sharply, and it comes out loudly, as if she is calling laura so as to get the mare into trouble. She steps back into her stall, and whinnies again, as loudly as possible (NT) -- Angel, 16:13:54 03/13/01 Tue The mare gives the filly a quizzical look, somewhat surprised at her reaction. Giving a soft snort, she steps into the stall and nudges her lightly, then walks back out. Pushing the door with her muzzle, it closes and the lock clicks shut, locking the filly back into her stall. Snorting once again, she flicks her long ebony tail lightly against her hocks and begins prancing down the stable aisle. (NT) -- Mare, 16:17:16 03/13/01 Tue The filly sticks her nose out, unlocks the door with her muzzle, then pushes it open slightly, and begins the loud whinnying once more, calling Laura (NT) -- Angel, 16:20:23 03/13/01 Tue The mare tosses her head over her shoulder and glares at the filly, ears pinning against her skull. She was turning out to be a bigger nuisense than ever. Tossing her finely featured dial, she emmits a shrill whinney and whirls around to face the annoying little filly. Troting over to her, she nudges her again, nearly knocking her over, her eyes telling her to be quiet. (NT) -- Mare, 16:35:48 03/13/01 Tue The filly glares at her, and whinnies shrilly again. She does this over and over, backing off to the back of her stall, trying to make the mare look more incriminating. She looks for Laura, then glares at the mare again, watching her closely (NT) -- Angel, 16:40:47 03/13/01 Tue Stomping an onyx hoof, the mare glares back at the small filly. Finally sick of listening to her, she trots over and swings the stall door shut. But this time she also swings the top part of the stall door shut. Messing with the lock, she locks her in and bobs her head, glad that she no longer had to listen to the ridiculous filly. Turning, she trots out of the stable and begins grazing quietly. (NT) -- Mare, 16:46:01 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: *************
Author: Kylie [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:54:34 03/13/01 Tue Kylie glides in, and ties her mare and filly to a post Hello Freedom! she says to the filly hello Star! 8she says to the mare. Quickly she sets to work, grooming Star first, then she quickly grooms Freedom. Next she gets out Tye, and ties her to a post, doing her grooming to that mare. After that, she grooms Wild, the other draft mare. Finally, she removes Flash from his stall, giving the gelding a good grooming. She sighs quietly, then slides into Star and Freedom's stall, dropping down in the corner. She plays with Freedom, while watching the sun set outside the barn*
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>>INSIDE<< -- Kylie, 15:59:13 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: Will rides in, dismounting his mighty arab in one swift motion. He removes the saddle, brushes him quickly, and puts him away. Quickly, he glides up to his room, takes a bath, changes, then hurries off to the castle, his dark eyes looking fresh and renewed
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:50:33 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: the filly nickered, lonely and bored, wishing for someone to come a play with her, or Katherine to come and ride her...
Author: Storm [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 12:29:23 03/12/01 Mon
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A young black wild mare gallops up to the filly and rears. She strikes the air and tosses her neck. She whinnies and leaps up in the air, only trusting horses. (NT) -- Shorana the Ebony Wind, 19:34:41 03/12/01 Mon she nickered in a friendly manner and smelled the air around the other mare. Finally, a friend! She danced on her toes and tossed her mane, then half-reared playfully (NT) -- Storm, 12:41:51 03/13/01 Tue

Subject: The Lady entered quietly, occassionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure the filly was following...
Author: Laura [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:24:24 03/12/01 Mon As she enters the stables, a pretty TB mare sticks her head over the stall door and nickers to her owner. Smiling to herself, she walks over and pats the mares glossy bay neck. "Hello girl. Have you been behaving yourself while I was gone?" The mare snorts and shakes her mane, lifting an oynx hoof and letting it fall to the floor with a loud 'thump'. Laughing softy, she grins. "I did not think so. Guess what? I think I may have a friend for you..."* Glancing back towards the door of the stables, she bites her lip in thought.*
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The filly trots in, looking about curiosly. She sniff the air, smelling the scent of fresh straw and oat. She stops beside the stall with the mare in it, extending her nose to the mare. She nickers, and looks back to Laura (NT) -- On Angel's Wings, 18:30:34 03/12/01 Mon The mare gazes down at the filly with large, dark mahogany eyes. Then giving a soft nicker, she stretches out her neck to nudge her gently. ~~ Smiling, she pats the filly back, then her mares shoulder. "Come now little one. Lets get you cleaned up." Finding a stiff brush and curry comb, she carefully begins grooming the filly, working out the dirt from her coat. (NT) -- Laura, 18:34:21 03/12/01 Mon The filly stands still for the cleaning treatment, feeling that is is quite a nuisance (SP?), but having never had one before, her coat feels quite wonderful. She nickers at the mare, and bobs her playful head, then shakes her mane lightly (NT) -- On Angel's Wings, 18:37:55 03/12/01 Mon After she gets all the dirt and mud off the fillies coat, the moves onto her hooves. Checking them quickly, she cleans the stones and dirt out of then. Then replacing the brush and curry, she finds a horse comb and begins running it through Angel's mane. (NT) -- Laura, 18:44:13 03/12/01 Mon Angel rubs her head against the comb, pulling her mane slightly, she she stops. She nickers again at the mare, as if to say "COOL!" (NT) -- Angel, 18:46:36 03/12/01 Mon The mare watches the filly with a look that seemed to be of amusement. Bobbing her head, she nickers back to Angel, ebony mane rippling on her glossy bay neck. ~~ Laura smiles and shakes her head lightly. Finishing with Angels mane, she moves around work at her matted tail. (NT) -- Laura, 18:51:51 03/12/01 Mon The filly shifts positions, being uncomfortable. She glances up again to the mare, and nickers happily, continuing their happy Conversation (NT) -- Angel, 18:55:07 03/12/01 Mon Emitting a soft whicker, she begins tossing her head from side to side in an almost comical way.~~Looking up at her mare the young woman laughs. "You crazy mare. You never fail to amuse me. No I take that back. Sometimes the things you do are not at all amusing. Like when you take off with my clothes when I go swimming!" Rolling her eyes she flashes a mock glare at the mare then returns her attention to Angel.~~The mare stops tossing her head and sends her owner an innocent look. (NT) -- Laura, 19:00:33 03/12/01 Mon If the filly could laugh, she would be in hysterics, but since she cannot she bobs her head, and whinnies a few times, watching the mare, thinking the friendly mare might have done that to impress her, so she decided to be cute too, and puff out her chest, holding her breath. She does this for a short while, then the air explodes out, and the filly bobs her head, comicly (NT) -- Angel, 19:07:05 03/12/01 Mon The mare nickers again, and bobs her head. Then extending her velvetine dial towards the filly, she snorts softly and gives a shrill whinney for no reason at all.~~Looking up, she shakes a finger at the mare. "Sush! It is getting late and no one wants to listen to you screaming." Frowning lightly, she finishes with Angels tail and opens the door to a stall next to her mares. "In you go girl!" (NT) -- Laura, 19:19:35 03/12/01 Mon The filly hops into the stall, nickering softly, she kicks up her heels, and plays in the bedding for a few mintutes, before sliding down onto the floor and drifting off to sleep (NT) -- Angel, 19:27:26 03/12/01 Mon She smiles down at the filly, happy that she liked her new home. Whispering a soft 'goodnight' to her, Laura turns and walks over to her mares stall. Stroking her muzzle lightly, she whispers a few words in Italian to her, then exits the the stables. (NT) -- Laura, 19:34:32 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: Will glides in, pulling open the door to his stallion's stall and sliding in, grabbing his knife and setting to work on the wooden horse he had started that morning
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 18:32:58 03/12/01 Mon
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Glancing up as the man enters, Laura nods politely and offers a small smile before returning her attention to her filly. (NT) -- Laura, 18:41:52 03/12/01 Mon Returns her nod, setting his mind back to the Horse he is widdling (NT) -- Will, 18:44:51 03/12/01 Mon The large red heeler dog trots up, poking her head into the stall, then squeezing her large body through the crack. She lays down near her master's feet, thumping her tail happily (NT) -- Scout, 18:56:57 03/12/01 Mon Wil completes his figure, laying it in a bit of sawdust beside him. Slowly, he slides down, and rolls over, drifiting off to sleep in the stallion's satll, his red heeler Scout at his feet (NT) -- Will, 19:10:33 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: Will smiles, and hops up onto the back ofhis stallion, using it's mane for control, and his knees. He nods To Acton Street or the Market Place?
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 11:55:18 03/12/01 Mon
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Smiles Acton Street! (NT) -- Lacey, 11:57:52 03/12/01 Mon (I'll meet you there!)) (NT) -- Playa, 11:59:12 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: - Laughs - " I will only spoil you if you wish, but as for children, they always need to be spoiled.I couldn't imagine you not having paitence for them..after all,you're perfect! jokinI'll let you in on a little secret..I don't have a lot of paitence when it comes to children either,from 11 and up is about all I can handle,otherwise,they sometimes get on my nerves quickly.."-Lacey looks around and sighs,figuring she would never have any children,it would take up to much of her "play" time.lol-
Author: Lacey [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:21:11 03/12/01 Mon
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Smiles I wish I were perfect. Oh well. You are right. Tiny screaming babies.. rambunctious toddlers..... Not for me. It is all I can do to handle 12 year olds. 13 and up is great though, because they don't act so much like little children any longer. I miss the age you are too. 17 was perfect. (NT) -- Will, 10:27:45 03/12/01 Mon Smiles You are perfect, in you're own little way, everyone is. 17...Sighs and continues softly is alright...kind of boring, but I woln't be 17 for long, my birthday is in a week! I don't know If I will miss 17 or not...I guess I will find out in a week huh? Laughs sweetly (NT) -- Lacey, 10:32:15 03/12/01 Mon Laughs I also remember 18..... not quite sure if it was better than 17 or not. Hey, it was only 5 years ago.... He laughs softly, and kisses her lips Is your father going to throw you a party? (NT) -- Will, 10:34:45 03/12/01 Mon * Lingers on his lips and pulls away at just the right moment* My father? No...I don't think so, I'm not sure if he even cares, he has more important things, I imagine. * Sighs and looks at the tip of will's boot and then back to his eyes, her own sparkling* (NT) -- Lacey, 10:38:07 03/12/01 Mon he sighsd lightly oh, I am so sorry. My parents, they never really cared about my brothers and sisters and I. There were 5 in my family. My father didn't care about my mother either. My father was too tightly wound in his work as the king's most noble lord. rolls his eyes, and then laughs But then again none of us kids really cared. (NT) -- Will, 10:41:54 03/12/01 Mon Laughs Oh well, I'll just bother lainey on my birthday, who knows..My cousin sent my present early, Kitty, my paint mare. That was really nice of her...Spirit is getting older. She's 20, I need to retire her soon. So, I'm curious, how did you usually celebrate you're birthday? (NT) -- Lacey, 10:48:03 03/12/01 Mon laughs This was the funniest part of my life. My sisters would cook a huge dinner, then my brothers would take me to a bar. They would both get drunk, and I would just sit in a corner and watch them and their friends. ON MY BIRTHDAY! he laughs never did bother me though. I would usually go home and help my sisters. (NT) -- Will, 10:53:46 03/12/01 Mon Smiles That was nice of them to take you out and cook you dinner though! When is you're birthday? You never did tell me... * Hops of her chair and goes to sit by the two dogs, both sleeping and seemingly tried from play. Lacey takes her outstretched hand and glides it over Nanooks coat* (NT) -- Lacey, 10:58:30 03/12/01 Mon My birthday.. is October 29. smiles, and follows her to the dogs. Upon the arrival of Lacey and Will, Scout hops up and licks both of their hands happily What do you do on your birthday? (NT) -- Will, 11:00:27 03/12/01 Mon Smiles Warmly I will have to remember that...What do I usually do? Uhm...take a ride with my family and have a small get together with all of my friends, nothing to lavish as you would expect. I kind of preferr it that way, although a big party would be nice...Thinks about dreamily but then smiles when scout licks her hand Would you like to go do something? A ride perhaps? (NT) -- Lacey, 11:11:02 03/12/01 Mon ((OCC: I had to help my parents... I am back)) Sure. What do you want to do? (NT) -- Will, 11:24:33 03/12/01 Mon ((N/p, Sorry I post slow, I'm doing 50 things at once))Thinks a moment and then her eyes dart back to her horse Well....we could...go to my room and paint. jokin , go riding or go shopping...It doesn't matter to me, if you have a better idea, we can do that! (NT) -- Lacey, 11:37:37 03/12/01 Mon Smiles Let's do two things at once. Let's saddle up our horses and ride over to the shops. The marketplace ,or acton street, which do you think? (NT) -- Will, 11:42:39 03/12/01 Mon Smiles and nods Uhm....Acton Street? * Rises from her position and takes a running jump to her mare, sliding over her back and sitting forward* I'm ready...I don't require a saddle! Laughs (NT) -- Lacey, 11:45:36 03/12/01 Mon ((OCC: I had to help my parents... I am back)) Sure. What do you want to do? (NT) -- Will, 11:35:57 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: � Bounds in and waits for Scout � ((BRB))
Author: N [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 09:20:16 03/12/01 Mon
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Trots in behind Nanook, seeing Will and lacey deep in conversation. She barks loudly, to announce her arrival to Lacey (NT) -- Scout, 09:22:06 03/12/01 Mon ((So sorry...had to get off and call my high school.))* Walks up to Scout and sits down beside her, onlooking everything* (NT) -- Nanook, 10:01:29 03/12/01 Mon yips happily, and stretches out, resting her head on some hay (NT) -- Scout, 10:13:26 03/12/01 Mon Yawns and lays on her side, watching the horses with slight facination (NT) -- Nanook, 10:15:07 03/12/01 Mon Watches the horses too, but not caring about them, it is only something to do (NT) -- Scout, 10:17:31 03/12/01 Mon * Rolls over and then bounds to a huge mound of hay, Nanook hops around and disappears into the hay for the longest time and then suddenly her head pops out from all the hay, she barks happily and trys to move around freely * (NT) -- Nanook, 10:23:09 03/12/01 Mon Scout looks at her, then curls up and falls asleep, not interested in playing, because she is quite tired. (NT) -- Scout, 10:29:24 03/12/01 Mon Watches her for a moment, decides she has the right idea and struggles herself free from the tightly packed hay. Nanook bounds over and lays down beside Scout (NT) -- Nanook, 10:33:49 03/12/01 Mon Scput stirs, and nudges Nanook with her nose, before curling back up and falling asleep (NT) -- Scout, 10:39:07 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: Wil walks in quietly, and takes a seat in his white arab stallion's box stall, widdling away at a block of wood with his knife. He sits there quietly, while the stallion nibbles a bit of hay in the corner. Will looks up, not seeing his dog, so he returns to his work
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 08:15:36 03/12/01 Mon
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- Enters the stable soundlessly, a mischevious smile plays on lacey's lips as she looks around and spots will. Lacey turns back to Kitty ( Her mare) and makes the signal to stay quiet. She moves to the box stall, dips her hand in a trough of water and flicks small droplets on will's neck, carefully.- (NT) -- Lacey, 08:28:06 03/12/01 Mon Will grabs the back of his neck, wiping away the water, or whatever it is. He looks up at the mare in the next stall and laughsAre you sneezing on me, miss? (NT) -- Will, 08:29:56 03/12/01 Mon (Also, Dez, do you know if you can delete the message below this about the veloco raptors? This is mideval times not the dino age.. LOL!!!!!) (NT) -- XD, 08:31:00 03/12/01 Mon (Also, Dez, do you know if you can delete the message below this about the veloco raptors? This is mideval times not the dino age.. LOL!!!!!) (NT) -- Cris, 08:31:07 03/12/01 Mon (( LOL I know, It is a bit...looney. I will in a sec.)) - Giggles softly and repeats it but this time makes it obvious - (NT) -- Lacey, 08:33:42 03/12/01 Mon he whips around, dropping the knife onto the floor of the stable. He laughs, catching a glance of lacey's hand Come Out Come out where ever you are! he laughs I hear you laughing... (NT) -- Cris, 08:36:54 03/12/01 Mon (It was Will, now I have gone looney!) (NT) -- THIS is Cris, 08:38:05 03/12/01 Mon (( Hehe, I do it all the time, n/p))- Ducks down and walks around the stable under the cover of shadows, until she jumps behind the large hay bale- (NT) -- Lacey, 08:39:32 03/12/01 Mon ((TY!)) Will smiles, and watches the shadowy figure moving about the barn, until he losses sight of it. He looks about, thinking about who it could be. he smiles, knowing it is Lacey. With a short laugh he says Come on out, Lacey! (NT) -- Will, 08:43:02 03/12/01 Mon - Laughs and emerges from her hiding place, brushing the stray peices of hay out of her hair, missing a peice.- " How did you know it was me?" (NT) -- Lacey, 08:45:05 03/12/01 Mon Smiles Ah, well, it was your hand first. The second time you flicked the water I sw it. Then, I saw a tall brown headed girl lurking in the shadows, and what other lovely girl would hang around me? he laughs (NT) -- Will, 08:48:49 03/12/01 Mon - Laughs and jumps on his back, and plants a soft kiss on his cheek - " You're to clever for me! So whatcha doin Mr. William? Carving? " (NT) -- Lacey, 08:51:54 03/12/01 Mon Smiles Ah, you are quite clever also. Yes, you are so right. I am carving. Smiles, and draws the small block of wood from the floor. The wood is shaped half-way like a horse, the other hal is shaped like a block I am only half-way through. It is going to be a horse. (NT) -- Will, 08:54:28 03/12/01 Mon - Studies the carving- " Where do you get all you're talents from? You can carve, charm women,are multi-lingual, have wonderful animals....is there anything you cannot do? " - Laughs and sits down beside him - " It looks wonderful so far..." (NT) -- Lacey, 08:58:28 03/12/01 Mon smiles well, I cannot...... thinks for a moment I cannot ride a aldies side saddle. smiles broadly I also cannot...... be a knight. I can't stand to kill..... and.. that is all I can think of. oh yeah! I can't wear a dress either. (NT) -- Will, 09:01:53 03/12/01 Mon -Laughs- " I can't ride sidesaddle either! I HATE them, Come to think of it...I hate dresses sometimes, but being a lady, I have to. " - Smiles - " You can't stand to kill? You wouldn't hear that much from guy's...most live for the kill. That's makes you even better than them...I admire that. " (NT) -- Lacey, 09:06:03 03/12/01 Mon Oh no. I think I must seem perfect. laughs I don't drink.. I couldn't stand to kill anything.... he laughs again You know, wearing a dress and riding side saddle don't make personality. Personality does. That is why I he stops, thinks momentarily, and says That is why I love you. (NT) -- Will, 09:10:40 03/12/01 Mon - Laughs and glances down at the ground, momentarily blushing- " Thank you....I love you too, for all the wrong and right reasons! " - Laughs - " I'm surprised you don't think I'm a stuck up princess who cares for nothing but herself..." (NT) -- Lacey, 09:16:27 03/12/01 Mon You don't seem stuck up to me. You even took in that poor little girl..... Brandi, I think her name was. Some lords and ladies wouldn't even do that. I don't think you are stuck up at all. he smiles (NT) -- Will, 09:20:22 03/12/01 Mon You're too good to me...- Kisses his lips softly and smiles - Well...Brandi, I thought of as a friend, not as a rescuee.I have no children to spoil besides my sisters...- Laughs softly and looks up at will, and then casts her glance to the entrance of the stables, whereupon she spots Scout and Nanook- I guess they got bored and decided our conversation is interesting...speaking of Brandi, have you seen her lately? (NT) -- Lacey, 10:00:02 03/12/01 Mon Smiles I suppose so. You can spoil me! he laughs No, I am joking. Don't spoil me, you don't want me all soft. He smiles Children... not the greatest thought. I don't think I have enough patience for them. (NT) -- Will, 10:11:58 03/12/01 Mon

Subject: The knight strides in again on her handsome steed. She pulls him to a halt and looks around for anyone that wants to go on a ride. Noticing that know one is very interested she begins to turn her stallion around, she will go alone then. Come on Riziean, we'll go on a short ride by ourselves She reaches out to pat his strong neck. He semi-rears up and she nudges him on.
Author: Tess from Dune [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:08:28 03/11/01 Sun

Subject: A woman comes on her handsome steed. A gorgeous large bay Andalusian stallion. Coming from a differnent land into a new one is an adventure, but is strenuous on the steed that carriers you. Exuasted, she pulls herelf down off her trusty war horse. She slips off his tack and cools him down. Once he is fine, she gives him water and hay in his stall and fresh bedding. She pats him and says goodnight. She peeks around to see if anyone is there to asist her since she is new. A Knight she is though.
Author: Tess from Dune [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:22:22 03/06/01 Tue
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A girl pops in. "Hi! I'm Chloe! You?" (NT) -- Princess Chloe, 19:24:16 03/06/01 Tue The woman looks down towards the youngster and holds out a hand. Hello I am Tess from Dune, how do you do? She asks the little girl nicely. (NT) -- Tess from Dune, 09:54:39 03/11/01 Sun

Subject: There is a black mare, wild as ever. Her swift young body just as fast. She rears striking the air with untamed hooves. She lets out a whinnie. Her beauty,so great. She challenges anyone to tame her. Once the ruler of the west hills, knights from other lands burned her herd and she was the only one to escape. Her coat glistening with sheen under the noon sun. For if she was to be tamed she would be the best battle horse to live. Her strong and large body, yet elegant shows her gracely power.
Author: Shorana of the West Hills(powerful and Bold) [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:14:40 03/06/01 Tue
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reply... + A young woman knight enters, looking at the mare in awe. Calmly she stands out of the way of her flying hooves, holding a hand out, waiting for the horse to catch her scent... (NT) -- Valiente, 09:28:48 03/09/01 Fri The ebony mare rears and strikes at the woman intruder. She whinnies loadly and tosses her head. She slightly reaches her head out and sniffs, but backs up and snorts. SHe leaps again. (NT) -- Shorana of the West Hills(powerful and Bold), 09:53:18 03/11/01 Sun

Subject: ...
Author: Celtic Shadow and Mabellina [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:50:11 03/06/01 Tue The stallion's full-throated neigh is heard radiating from the lane. Suddenly the black shadow of a horse swoops down the beaten path, silken ebony tail flying behind his large frame. Tossing his head and whinnying again, the boldened stallion picks up the pace, throwing out his knees and prancing to the side. His mistress slows him with a few unheard words, tempest eyes returning their even gaze to the stableyard. With an indistinguishable flick of her wrist, she sends the mighty warhorse to the courtyard of the stables. She smiles, halting her noble steed with a slight draw-back of the leather reins. Sliding off his broad back, the maiden, sweeps fiery-red curls from her face, gazing about the new building with satisfaction. Turning once more to the anxious Friesian, she removes the heavy saddle, placing it at her hip while her other hand grasps the reins. She leads the stallion into the stables, pausing to place the saddle on an empty rack. She smooths the sable coat with a rag, removing the bridle with practiced ease. Setting her belongings in a trunk, she leads her mount to an empty stall. Patting his velvet nose, she departs, boots thumping as she runs out... The stallion huffs, taking a long drought from the water trough. Hanging his massive head out the door, the knight's mount whickers to the new horses, gentle but spirit-filled eyes gazing about his enclosure...
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The silver mare stops striking her door and whiffs in the air,her black eyes falling upon the stallion in the next stall over. She whickers lightly stretching out her velvety muzzle to him,whiffing in his scent. She squeals slightly and draws back and then stretches her neck even further nipping him playfully on the crest. (NT) -- Tillifien the Silver Shadow Walker, 18:37:20 03/06/01 Tue His ears prick at the mare's whuffle, and he returns her call with his own. Extending his head as far as he could, the ebon steed whickers, nibbling at the bolt on his door, eyes upturned to the silver beauty, still working on the stubborn lock... (NT) -- Celtic Shadow, 19:20:54 03/07/01 Wed A mare trots into the stable, looking at the two others with a young curosity being only 2. She lipped the lock of the mare's door and nudged it open with her nose. Then she walked over to the stallion's door and lipped that one open with ease, being a talented escapee. She tossed her head and whinnied, wanting to play with someone. (NT) -- Sun Riser's Dawning, 12:10:37 03/08/01 Thu She whickers and if she could grin she would. She resumes the kicking of the door and finally it crashes open,the door slightly splintered and cracked,but no other harm done. Obviously the lock had been jiggled just enough by her furious kicking it unlocked. She steps into the courtyard. If she was molten silver,she wanted to get away from her mold and flow freely. She was obviously finely bred,a refined slight dip in her face could maybe call her Arabian,but that was not so. -- Tillifien the Silver Shadow Walker, 12:32:44 03/08/01 Thu He whickers the appropriate thanks to the young mare, strong limbs projecting the stallion through the door and down the aisle. Stopping before the door, the ebon male looked over his shoulder at the two, giving a half-rear and a whicker. Dropping heavily, the large friesian trotted from the stables, into the light of the paddocks... (NT) -- Celtic Shadow, 15:46:27 03/08/01 Thu The knight strides in, clad in her usual tan breeches and white cotton shirt. Donning a scarlet cloak, the warrior makes her way into the aisle. She sighs with a wan smile at Celtic. "Ah - what am I to do with you? You escape every time." Spotting the mares, she grabs their halters, leading them back to their allotted stalls. Patting Celtic, she grabs her bridle and slips it on. Not bothering with a saddle, she awaits Shana... (NT) -- Mabellina and Celtic, 17:26:43 03/08/01 Thu Steps through the stable door,grinning at Tillifien.She walks over and pats the mare's neck."Tillifien, you've made friends!" She takes over the silver leadrope smiling gratefully at Mabe."Thanks. She can be quite an escape artist at times." She leads the mare to a grooming hitch and begins to groom. After a few strokes the mare's coat looks sleek and shiny. She begins to pull on her armor, having trouble."I hope there are some pages. I need one."She walks to the tack room.>>> -- Lady Shana, 11:31:14 03/09/01 Fri Smiling at her friend, and the vision they present, she graps the reins, slipping onto the large ebony steed's back. Adjusting herself comfortably on the stallion's wide back, she relaxes her grip on the reins. Making sure her sword was buckled to her waist firmly, she looked up again at Shana with a flash of green eyes...>>> -- Mabellina, 17:58:05 03/09/01 Fri >>>> -- shana's player, 19:29:32 03/09/01 Fri

Subject: + A young dutchess/huntress enters, leading a beautiful silver mare, blue and gold ribbons braided into her mane and tail. The Dutchess halts her horse, looking around. + I am Lady Atiya, Dutchess of the land of Renih. Would it be alright if I stabled my horse here?
Author: Lady Atiya, Dutchess of Renih [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 09:31:15 03/09/01 Fri

Subject: Enters the stables gracefully, looking much out of place amungst the straw and hay. Taking her mare from her stall she quickly grooms her and leads her out to the gate. Looking back to Chloe she smiles and tilts her head slightly "Are you almost ready?"
Author: Princess Lainey [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:40:29 03/06/01 Tue
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The little girl looks out from the stall she was in."Almost!" She quickly finsihes her quick grooming of the mare, and slips on her tack, before leading her out to the gate."Ready!" (NT) -- Princess Chloe, 20:20:01 03/07/01 Wed

Subject: Entering the stables the young maiden gazes about at all the horses, admiration quickly appearing in her dark eyes. Slipping into the tack room, she finds a saddle that looks about her size, then exits back into the main area of the stable, awaiting the arrival of Kat.
Author: Maria [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:44:46 03/04/01 Sun
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Kat nods and smiles, grabbing her own saddle >>Insdie<< -- Kat, 14:25:56 03/04/01 Sun Maria grins revealing pearly white teeth, a happy glow coming across her tan colored face. >>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 15:20:12 03/04/01 Sun Kat smiles Alright, let's start with a little land training on how to use a bow* (Hey, my character is also going to be in the Castle, speaking woth her fiancee' OK?)LOL>>inside<< -- Kat, 15:35:20 03/04/01 Sun Nodding slowly, Maria gazes at the sparrow for a moment, then returns her gaze to Kat. (K! Oh and do we just post the rest of the posts here, or in the main part of the castle, or what?)>>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 16:10:40 03/04/01 Sun Kat smiles >>Inside<< -- Kat, 14:33:20 03/05/01 Mon Maria bites her lip thoughtfully, nodding occassionally. >>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 15:35:07 03/05/01 Mon She nods >>inside<< -- Kat, 17:52:19 03/05/01 Mon Pausing for a moment, amusement flickers across her features, but her expression quickly turns to one of extreme seriousness.>>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 19:44:44 03/05/01 Mon She nods Well.... >>Inside<< -- Kat, 16:00:24 03/06/01 Tue Smiling, she nods >>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 16:18:23 03/06/01 Tue >>inside<< -- Kat, 17:27:03 03/06/01 Tue >>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 18:20:10 03/06/01 Tue >>Inside<< -- Kat, 17:03:04 03/07/01 Wed >>>Inside>>> -- Maria, 17:43:23 03/07/01 Wed Kat smiles, and mounts up, riding towards the castle (Next post in the castle) (NT) -- Kat, 17:59:25 03/07/01 Wed

Subject: A stunningly beautiful mare prances in her stall, by now cooled out from her mistresses flight.
Author: Sun Riser's Dawning "Sun" [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:43:47 03/04/01 Sun With her intelligent dark eyes she looked around, nickering to whatever steeds were there.. She pawed at the door, searching for a friend or companion.
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William's white arabian stallion walks up to her, his handsome head held high in the air. He whinnies at her, being very friendly, Slowly, he bows down, and nickers again, acting like a regular gentlemen. He stands, then snorts, pawing the ground slightly. He tosses his mane, then looks to the mare, nickering one last time (NT) -- the stallion (it has no name), 14:36:55 03/05/01 Mon She nickers and pricks her arabic ears in the direction of the stallion. She lowers herself slightly, gracefully, curtsing before him. Her amber eyes behold his, she tilts her head, her long black forelock covering one eye. She nickers again, excited by this stallion. (NT) -- Sun, 16:16:58 03/05/01 Mon he returns the happy whicker, and rears playfully, having a blast playing with another Arab, and a mare at that! He too is excited, and he paws the ground, and whickers over and over, rearing every once in a while (NT) -- Supreme Legend (new name!), 17:48:28 03/05/01 Mon She messes with the latch on her stall door, being a talented escapee, she trots out. Tagging the stallion then racing out of the stables into a pasture. (NT) -- Sun, 18:00:08 03/05/01 Mon Trots eagerly after the mare, then turns to a canter, then a dead run. She reaches out, touching the mare with his nose. Quickly, he pulls back and races away, looking back to make sure she isn't gaining on him (NT) -- Legend, 18:59:52 03/05/01 Mon She turns widely and cuts infront of the stallion, as he turned to see if she was following she tagged him on the shoulder, her eyes bright with laughter. (NT) -- Sun, 14:30:36 03/06/01 Tue The stallion whinnues, and darts after her, touching her side his a quick 'nose in the gut'. He turns sharply, and runs as hard as he can, not turning to see of her progress (NT) -- Legend, 15:53:07 03/06/01 Tue She stopped short, turning on her haunches and then springing after the stallion. (NT) -- Sun, 11:56:32 03/07/01 Wed

Subject: A wild and beautiful black mare strides in head held high. The tough young mare rears almost vertical to the sky! She lets out an ear piercing winnie and lands hardly seeming to make a sound with her light, but strong legs. Her coat of ebony shines under the sunlight. Her deap and dark eyes settle on yours as she stands away from the stables. Mane and tail flowing in the wind.
Author: Wild Mare of West Hills [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:28:57 03/05/01 Mon
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The silver and black mare rears half into the air,feeling a kindred spirit. She nickers and presses up against the door of the stall,feeling lonely. She strikes the stall door to no good. (NT) -- Tillifien, 17:57:37 03/05/01 Mon She stares at this "intruder" and turns away uninterested. She whinnies once more and calls out. She rears up high and strikes the air with sharp, untamed hooves. Her eyes grow restless and she prances around the stable area to challenge whoever dares to capture her. Although she would make an awesome battle or riding horse because of hre speed, agility,and intelligants! (NT) -- Wild mare of the West Hills, 12:25:56 03/06/01 Tue The mare's black eyes narrow with slight anger at the other's disgust. She squeals loudly at her and kicks the door 5 times as hard as before. A large splintering crack appears,and she kicks it once more but to no avail. It does not break,but she keeps raining blow after blow upon it. The door creaks but does not give in. Her black eyes shine with anger as she stares at the mare who 'intruded' into the stable without a human. (NT) -- Tillifien the Swift and Strong, 12:30:16 03/06/01 Tue

Subject: Green cloaked figure is seen gallopping swiftly towards the stables and finally enters the courtyard. The figure pulls off its hood and reveals a woman,with strawberry blonde hair decorated with a diamond tiara. The mare she rides is silvery-gray with black mane and tail. Sweat froths her beautiful coat and foam drips from around the silver bit. The mare's saddle and bridle are richly upholstered,decorated with silver and obsidian.

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Lady Shanteral,Woman Knight and Tillifien
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Date Posted: 17:55:31 03/05/01 Mon

The woman steps off the mare and leads her quickly to a wash stall and quickly untacks her. Then taking cool water,dumps it over the mare. She rubs her down with several towels."There you go Tillifien. Dost this suit thee?" Pats the mare and gives her a carrot and slips on a silver halter and leads her to a stall fit for a princess' horse. The woman unsnaps the leadrope from the mare and walks away to the castle. The mare watches the door long after her master had gone. She nickers quietly,feeling alone,for her master was her only friend on their hard run...

Subject: Will takes the four horses, two belonging to the princesses. Slowly, he saddles each, his own white stallion snorting angrilly at Kylie's gelding, who ignores him. Slowly, Will pulls on each horses bit, then heads back top the castle, four horses coming along
Author: Will [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 10:29:15 03/04/01 Sun

Subject: *Princess Lacey walks in quiety, her skirts of midnight velvet making hardly any sound at all against the threatning wind*

Author:
Princess Lacey
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Date Posted: 14:50:03 03/03/01 Sat

* Her moves are regal, and show she is true royalty. Soft blonde curls are pulled back into a braid as the elegant princess turns to her horse, Spirit. The horse who occupied the stall, looked out at her owner expecting treats and a ride even though the weather has not been at it's best in quite a while. Lacey brings her hand first to Spirits muzzle and then plunges it into her pocket, bringing out a treat.*

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