| Subject: *Walks in quietly, and slides into Stormy's Stall* |
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Cris
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Date Posted: 09:39:12 04/13/01 Fri
*She smiles, and slides him an apple* Hey buddy! *Lifts the stallion's leg gently, looking at the healed wound near his pastern, where a small scar showed what had been a large, abd very deep cut. She smiles, and lets his leg back to the floor. She slides back out, and returns a little while later in english riding breeches, boots, and a white shirt that said "Angel" on the front in red letters, with a devil on the back. She tosses an english saddle onto the rambuncios colt, and leads him out to a lunging pen* For exercise. *She whispers, grabbing a lunge whip from the rack as she walks past. Once out in the pen, she starts STormy walking in smooth circles. Soon, she cracks the whip, and it innocently smacks the ground, but not before making a loud enough crack to send the colt into a spirited canter* Now that's the Stormy I know and love! *she calls to the white andulasian, who nickers, and continues his smooth circles. She tosses away the whip, and calls out8 Woah fella.... *and Stormy stops. She pulls him in towards her, and removes the lunge line, which she also tosses away. Carefully, she mounts up, testing putting weight on his healed hoof before finishing the mount, sliding easily into the colt's saddle. She starts walking him around the areana, then trots him around, happy that his wounds are healed*
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