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Subject: ::Bleeding To Death:: Author: Tawney [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:13:27 02/24/03 Mon In reply to: Tawney 's message, "::When Your lieing in a ditch::" on 08:18:30 02/24/03 Mon Hard assessing orbs study the mare quickly, though hardly any time was spent on critiquing her form, for that had already taken place. Extanding a hand, palm up, she clucks softly to the mare while talking to the man. She is indeed. can you tell me, has she ever foaled? While she awaites the man's answer, her gaze shifts to Neva, and her other hand is extended, offering nothing but friendship. hiya handsome. She murmers, her voice soft and lulling. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: rescue horses [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:23:19 02/24/03 Mon golden nose was extended toward the outreaching hand, nostrils expelling a gentle breath on her palm. an affectionate whicker was sent to the two-legger, transvering her attention to her entirely. << Jay watched the pair momentarily, a thoughtful smile on his face, before replying slowly. I believe she has; one foal, a little palomino colt. The colt turned out to be a wonderful dressage horse, owned by a big stabling plant up North. Her previous owners didn't want her bred until she was retired from the ring, but they did breed her once for the colt. he grinned slowly, he hated making speeches. << tawny stallion's head was flung up, his proudly quivering nostrils flaring at her unfamiliar scent. gingerly, he nudged the arrogant, but he could still be sweet... << Jay didn't move, though he did watch both the woman and stallion with a small smile. <<

[> [> [> [> Subject: ::Lieing in a Pool Of Blood:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:32:28 02/24/03 Mon Tawney nods slightly at hearing hte man's words. Her attention divided between both horses. She keeps her hand outstretched to the stallion, but her eyes find their way bck to Daisy. Such a pretty girl you are. She murmers softly. She raises her hand and pats the mare's neck gently, letting her fingers work through her mane. She lets her hand drop to her back pocket and retrieves a carrot. She offers half of it to the mare,then offers the other half to the stallion. Don't recognize me huh boy? It's ok though. I'm just checkin ya out. her gaze flicks to the man and takes in his small smile. She turns her attention back to both equines..

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: daisy. neva. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:37:44 02/24/03 Mon golden vixen whickered merrily and lipped up the carrot with ease, crunching delicatly. silken tail lashed her hind 'quarters as she watched the girl with interest, one brow arched comically. << neva eyed the orange treat with one dark, intelligent eye. one bay, pert ear twitched forward to catch her voice, and he released a throaty nicker. eloquently, he picked up the carrot, before chomping on it noisely. <<

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Never gonna let go:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:42:23 02/24/03 Mon A slight smile graces her features as the stallion accepts the treat. while he was distracted by the carrot, she raised a hand and patted his neck gently. She lets her hand fall and returnsher attention to Daisy. Your well mannered, now aren't you? She asks, amuzement flickering in her emerald orbs. She turns to the man. I'd like to take her with me... her gaze shifts to Neva... And possibly him. Do you, by chance, have any tack? If she was going to get Neva, she at least wanted to see how well he rode.

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: owner. neva. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:47:48 02/24/03 Mon Jay nodded, I've got his own personalized, english tack. hang on a second. turning he trotted toward his truck and trailer, vanishing within the trailer. moments later, the young brown-haired man returned with the tack in his hands - balancing it. setting the saddle and blanket on the top-most fence rail, he preceded to slip the black bridle over neva's head. rapidly, he had everything on. there. all set. go ahead and give him a try. << tawny stallion whickered impatiently, dancing eagerly across the pavement, tugging at the lead that Jay once again held. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Life Never Dies:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:53:25 02/24/03 Mon A slight smile graces her features as she takes the reins in her hand, slips them over his head and grabs the pommel. She slips her foot into the stirrupt on hte left side and hops once, then bounces herself lightlyinto the saddle. She gathers her reins and nods slightly at Jay, signaling he could release Neva. She settles herself deeply in the saddle, and prepares for whatever Neva handed to her.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << Author: neva [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 09:59:23 02/24/03 Mon when the pressure fell from the lead rope, neva took one step forward. his slender legs danced eagerly beneath his sleek body, elegant head held high, small, pert ears twitching. give me something to do! he thought vigorously. i'm not going to take of like some half-trained colt. a heady snort flared his proudly quivering nostrils. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Never Stop Wondering:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:05:50 02/24/03 Mon Straightening in the saddle, tawney tightened her calves around Neva's parrel, and gathered the reins. She pressed her outside foot back a bit behind the stirrupt, signaling she wanted a canter. Lemme ask you this. She calls out to Jay. Can he canter in place? ((yes, i know, i'm pethetic, but i dunno any dressage terms. i don's show dressage, just stadium jumping.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: neva. jay. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:10:52 02/24/03 Mon jay laughed heartily at this perculiar question. why don't you try it? he called back to her. << tawny stallion, as soon as the pressure hit his sides, took off into a quick canter. slender legs propelled him swiftly, his lovely head bobbing with each extended stride. neva fought the reins with ease, straining to run faster - he was a regular, hot-headed stallion after all... << [i have to go for probably an hour or so, but more then likely less. i'll be back as soon as possible! {may be able to post one more time!}]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::When The blood's pounding:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:14:01 02/24/03 Mon A smile breaks out on her features as the stallion bounded forth. Sitting his stride easily, she gathered in the reins slightly, asking him to steady a bit. She would let him run, as soon as he did what she asked.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << Author: neva [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:25:52 02/24/03 Mon neva snorted headily through wide-rimmed nostrils, shaking his lovely head in slight annoyance. tawny stallion's stride steadied as he stopped fighting the bit, slender legs churning levelly beneath his sleek, healthy body. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Life is The goal:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:18:58 02/24/03 Mon She keeps a firm hold on him for a bit, making him gather himself together and slow. After a bit, she turns him back toward Jay and sits deeply, her hands tightening,then loosening and tightening again, asking for a halt.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << Author: neva [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:59:35 02/24/03 Mon tawny stallion wheeled around, tossing his lovely head down with annoyance. i don't want to stop! he thought-cried. neva squealed, but halted when asked, flinty hooves sliding across the heavily-packed dirt trail. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Life Is the Goal:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:09:18 02/24/03 Mon With a pat, Tawney slides down from the morgan's back. Well, he's a bit much for me, but then again, he's not going to be mine. She moves to the stallion's head and faces jay. I'll take him, how much are you asking?

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << Author: jay. neva. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:18:23 02/24/03 Mon neva tossed his lovely head up and side-stepped across the trail, small ears twitching with arrogance. << jay grinned broadly, I was asking $17,500, but I'd take a little less. her earlier statement surprised him - not for her? taking a wild guess he said: Is he a present then? <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Life's The goal:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:29:19 02/24/03 Mon She nods slightly. for my brother. She looks up at Neva, directly in the eye. Though i'm not sure how well they'll get along. If that's the case. She grins as she turns to look at Jay, She slips a checkbook from her back pocket. name your price. I'm sure now that he's worth it. Her gaze shifts to Daisy, and she smiles slightly. As is she. She thinks to herself.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: daisy. neva. jay. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:34:35 02/24/03 Mon jay smiled and nodded slowly, Then is suppose it's $17,500 for the pair. Daisy's free. he grinned wider at her statement about both horses, though said nothing else. << neva snorted and evenly glared at the girl, one brow arched comically. a light snort was passed through her proudly quivering nostrils, arrogantly. << golden mare whickered and nudged Tawney affectionatly, snorting with playful irritation at the morgan stallion. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Life Can't Be stopped:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:38:30 02/24/03 Mon She write out the check, then hands it to Jay. Pleasure doin' business with ya. She grins and turns to pay some attention to Neva.. Whatsa matter handsome? Annoyed I didn't work you harder? A flash of mychief flicker in her eyes. Well, you'll get your wish. Taking the riens over his head again, she once more swings up to settle lightly on his back. Could you hand me her lead? She asks Jay, her hand outstretched..

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: dance with us << Author: jay. neva. daisy. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:42:57 02/24/03 Mon jay grinned even broader, mischief and laughter flickering in his iceblue eyes. Going to run him then? he chuckled. Have fun! he handed her daisy's rope lead with a last nod and pat to both horses, before turning and hopping up onto the fence. << daisy danced at the end of lead rope, tossing her eloquent head up and down with unused energy. << tawny stallion whickered throatily and side-stepped once again across the track. do i get to run?... <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Run to your heart;s content:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:47:05 02/24/03 Mon She takes Daisy's lead,and clucks to her, similtaniously tightening her calves around Neva's barrel. run like the wind. She opens her mind to him and mind speaks. C'mon Daisy girl! She does the same to the mare as she had the stallion.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << | wilting << Author: daisy. neva. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:56:20 02/24/03 Mon neva lunged forward suddenly, slender legs propelling him swiftly into a ground-eating gallop. powerful hind 'quarters bunching and releasing energy. tawny stallion tossed his head downward, and quickened his pace merrily, kicking up his heels and flying. taut muscles stretched and accomodated his pace with ease beneath his silky coat, silken tail and mane whipped back into the wind. << daisy lunged forward after neva, her sleek legs stretching to keep up with him. a heavy snort of excitment escaped her quivering nostrils, her barrel rising and falling with each rushing breath. a shrill cry bolted from her lips in pleasure as she ran - loving the feel of the packed dirt beneath her hooves and the wind whistling through her small, twitching ears. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Fly like you've never flown before:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 14:02:41 02/24/03 Mon One hand gripping the reins stretches out, giving Neva room to run, while the other lay at her hip, tightly holding Daisy's lead. She closes her eyes briefly, enjoying hte feeling of being completely free. Her hair whipping about her in the wild wind, she laughed, lost in the moment.

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: southeren flyer << | wilting << Author: daisy. neva. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 14:50:47 02/24/03 Mon dark, intelligent eyes fell upon a log which blocked his path. with a determined snort, forgetting his rider for the moment, he prepared for the take-off. slender legs propelled him faster and faster, taut hind 'quarters bunching readily to fly. <<

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ::Fly like you've never flown before:: Author: Tawney [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 04:31:26 02/25/03 Tue She tightens her fingers slightly, but she doesn't slow Neva. Tawney was one to fly, and fly she was goning to. She bit herlip lightly in preperation to soar. The hand at her waist jiggles the lead a bit, urging Daisy forward, and bringing the log to attention