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Young man, seeing corrals, turns his mare, a 9 year old paint mustang, towards them, his blue heeler trailing. Attached to his saddle is a bedroll, warbag, guitar, and rifle. He was new in town, and was looking for work with horses.

As he nears the corralls, he looks for someone to speak with. His mare, in the presence of other horses, pricks her ears and looks eagerly in the direction of a black stallion in a nearby corrall, but never once disobeys the light, gentle hand holding the reins. Michael, not seeing anyone, calls out, and then settles down to wait, avidly taking in the view. He liked what he saw- many fine-looking horses, and, unless he missed his guess, mustangs.

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[> .:|Squaw's Smoke Signal|:. -- Michael, 17:25:53 02/21/02 Thu

Squaw's Smoke Signal
Grey Sabino Paint Mustang
9 years old
Sire: Untamed Legend (Cremello Mustang)
Dam: Prairie Storm's Lightning (Registered Black Overo Paint)
Owned by Michael Ward
"Smoke" is very calm and easy going, thanks to Michael's skills as a trainer. She is solid, dependable, willing, and athletic.

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[> +..vision..+ -- Leona, 17:44:21 02/21/02 Thu

+..Steady hazel optics turn from the young woman on whom her attention had been focused directing gaze toward the sound of masculine call. Feeling in no place to make introductions, right hand is waved in a half hearted wave of sorts..+

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[> Looks over -- Josh, 12:50:56 02/22/02 Fri

Looking up from the two girls he continued his conversation with he glances at the young man a top his mare. Mustang he presumed well comformed is all he could tell from his angle. He dumps out the full buckets in hand and walks over to Pryo stall grabbing a lead and halter he takes him out to bring him out to pasture for the first time. The fields were in much better condition and he walked over to the man welcome him. *Hey, I'm Josh a hand on the ranch, nice mare you got there. She a mustang right?* Jerking the shank lightly to warn Pyro no funny busness he pull shim to side of ther mare to keeping him self and the stallion a safe distance away.

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[> [> .:|Dismounts|:. -- Michael, 15:52:37 02/22/02 Fri

At Josh's approach, Michael dismounts from Smoke and extends his hand towards Josh.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Michael, and Smoke here is half Mustang, half paint. Her dam was stolen away by a rouge stallion with a taste for classy mares. He grins slightly at the memory, briefly re-living the chase and re-capture of Lightning, only to find her with a filly. Could you tell me where to find the owner of this ranch? I'm new in town and would like to work around horses. Or if you need a hand at something I'd be happy to help.

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[> balck arab stares at the mare -- Shalidar, 15:18:15 02/22/02 Fri

he sidestepped and trotted over to the mare. He whickered to her and shook his head.

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[> [> Smiles -- Josh, 16:44:52 02/22/02 Fri

*Well Mac really isn't around to much anymore but im sure he wouldn't mind the help, It's nice to meet you* Shaking his hand he smiles and looks over atthe black steed *Thats Shalidar he's basically mine since he dosen't seem to like much of anyone else here. He definatly had a rough start but sure has a iron leg after what he's been through. Ran in here just before thr flood we had a week ago. He's a really beauty for a wild one, I'm guessing he's a Arab, let me just get Pryo in the feild quick.* He leads the stallion away into his own pasture with silk and sunray. Ponder was with the new mare and foal, Josh trusted him not to do anything stupid. walking back he pulled out a hankerchief and wiped her forehead of sweat. He had been working most he morning repairing fences and such from the flood. * I could use some help though I stil have 3 more pastures to check out and putting more footing down in the rings.* He pauses and looks a the dainty mare *Shes a pretty one you got there, you can untack here and leave her in the fresh stall at the end on the right if you want I don't have anymore pastures open to put her in, come on I'll show you the place* He walks into the barn and whistle to Shalidar, he was in the arena they didn't quite have in siuated yet. Throwing him a flake of hay he grabs another for the mare and throws it in the stall at the end of the row. Theres some brushes and such in that tack room and you can place you saddle and bridle in there. There should be a few places open and theres another cot in the rooms down the ailse to the right if you feel like staying over. I sleep there, jst in case. Heres the stall and everything, I think you can handle yourself* He smiles and walks off to the the hay stack to feed the horses lunch. *Give me a call if you need anything* Waving goodbye for the moment he goes off to continue his chores returning after 10 minutes or so.

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[> [> [> *walks over* -- Riena, 17:47:21 02/22/02 Fri

Hello i'm Riena *smiles* nice horse you got there *turns her eyes to the mare* shes real pretty *looks back*

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[> [> [> Shalidar munched on the hay -- Shalidar, 15:03:25 02/23/02 Sat

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[> [> [> .:|Follows|:. -- Michael, 15:21:12 02/23/02 Sat

Michael follows Josh inside the barn, Smoke trailing behind. As Josh walks out to tend to other things, Michael hears a female voice and looks for its owner. Spotting her, he tips his hat.

Pleased to meet you, Riena. I'm Michael, and my mare is Smoke.

As he talks, he loosens Smoke's girth and pulls his saddle off and sets it on the ground. Well, if you'll excuse me for now, I'd like to get Smoke settled. It was a pleasure to meet you. He turns and picks up his saddle, and, following Josh's directions, found the tack room and grooming brushes. By the time he was finished, he heard Josh returning. He latched the stall door behind him and went to see if he could help with something.

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[> [> [> [> *stands* -- Riena, 15:30:54 02/23/02 Sat

*smiles slightly as she looks around and thinks*

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[> [> [> [> [> *looks over* -- Riena, 16:01:36 02/23/02 Sat

Hey Josh if you guys don't need any help i'm gonna go for a walk ok?

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