| Subject: *Cris hurries back, her wet brown hair back in a French braid. She is wearing a green tank top and a pair of work jeans. She laughs softly as she enters the stallion's stall, because the first thing he does is nible at her pocket. She gladly gives him an apple, then sets to work currying him* |
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Date Posted: 16:51:10 03/17/01 Sat
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Cris
's message, "******" on 16:38:40 03/17/01 Sat
>*Cris barrels up to the stables coming from a trail,
>pulling the mare to a halt at the entrance to the
>stables. The mare rears at the quick rein, and then
>paws the ground when she hits it again* Sorry Classy!
>*the girl atop the mare says to the anxios palomino.
>She laughs, rubbing the mare's neck. Quickly, she
>dismounts, and leads her mare into the stables,
>opening the door to the mare's stall. She quickly
>slides her in, and unsaddles her. She sighs, realizing
>the mare needs a bath. She leads the mare back out of
>the stall, hosing her off quickly, then leading her
>back to the stall, and begins to curry her. When she
>finnishes, she uses the soft brush to brushes her
>face, then grabs a stool and picks the mare's hooves.
>Finally, she stands up, hurrying off to her dorm*
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