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Cringes -- Josh, 18:29:08 02/04/02 Mon
Backing off he looked at the gash on the powerful hindquarters of the great steed. The pelting rain slowly thinkening it within his devine veneer of ebon. His leg would surely give out befure he got even two yard to the fence, no horse could with stand a gallop that strenous with a pulled tendon. He called his tone and chanted softly *easy boy, easy, no one is gonna hurt you* Slowly he walked towards the gate which was near the steeds racing pace directed him. His (josh) shirt clung to his well hard chest and abs and the frail fabric barely concealed his robust figure for a 20 year old ranchers son. A soft whistle escapes his throat and his again chants softly to the steed hoping it would have some effect on him.
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Ears flick -- Shalidar, 07:08:53 02/05/02 Tue
The stud stops getting used to the whistling sound. He turned tdowards the human and looked at him, slowly he reared up on sore legs, puffing hard he took a hesitant step towards him.
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Caution -- Josh, 14:10:26 02/05/02 Tue
Seeing the steeds reaction he softly cooes to the frantic stallion of ebon, *easy boy, easy, I'm not going to hurt you, easy* his sure and gentle tone seemed resuring to an extent. Soft brown eyes looking to the wonderous stallions optic and he extends a quivering hand, and takes a catious step towards the stallion, *easy, whoa boy, easy* The mummers encirle the two standing in the center of the pasture in the pouring rain, the feild was slowly flooding but they still had a decent amount of time to get the stallion out. He looks at the stallion, did he finally trust him? He was amzed by this powerful animals will and courage, but by most his contentment in his presence.
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Head shook -- Shalidar, 16:01:39 02/05/02 Tue
He took another hesitant step towards him then he picked up his magnificent trot. He stopped with great accuracy. He brought his giant cranium down to him.
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Head shook -- Shalidar, 16:02:40 02/05/02 Tue
He took another hesitant step towards him then he picked up his magnificent trot. He stopped with great accuracy. He brought his giant cranium down to him.
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Smiles -- Josh, 17:10:05 02/05/02 Tue
Looking into the studs dark ebon optics a smile slowly crossed his face and a tender hand rose to the stoke his noble crownage. His pelt was smooth and dampened by the rain overhead. *Thats a good boy* He smiles again and pats his swelling torso gently with his other free hand. The coiled rope with flung on his shoulder and the halter on his other. The soft touch of the stallions tiara sent all new ideas into his mind, but that would be thougt about much later. He had a stallion to take care of. *easy boy, easy* He soft mummured as he slowly a hand down his curvature and then shoulder. *Come on boy* He gave him a soft pat on his shoulder and started a slow walk towards the gate so the steed leg would not have to put under pressure in keeping up.
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Threw up his head -- SHalidar, 07:45:21 02/06/02 Wed
He reared
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Calms -- Josh, 12:32:36 02/06/02 Wed
He turns around in reaction and backs away from the stallions oils that threaten to kick him. *easy boy eay, no none isgoing to hurt you easy*
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he landed at the sound of his voice -- Shalidar, 17:22:33 02/06/02 Wed
He lookead at him and walked timidly behind him, though at a crack of thunder he would spook.....
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Tender -- Josh, 18:15:00 02/06/02 Wed
*Easy boy, its alright, good boy* I soft hand stoked his swelling shoulder muscles as he walk shyly behind him. He encourage the great steed forth, hoping the storm would hold off for a few more precious minutes, they were already nearly in the shoot and the steed's leg would need attention as soon as possible.
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Walked ahead -- Shalidar, 16:02:11 02/07/02 Thu
As soon as he got in there the thunder crashed and boomed. The stallion shuddered underneath the humans touch but stayed quiet.
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Eases -- Josh, 15:38:42 02/08/02 Fri
Finally in the shoot and only a few short strides into the arena josh backed off and let the steed pick his way through the mud. They were both soaked and covered with mud. But figuring the injured steed had been under enought pressure for one day he thought maybe it was time he relax a bit while his leg was tended for, but he was not sure how any of them were going to be alble to do anything with his fore matted iwth blood and dirt.
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Stallion limped around -- Shalidar, 12:36:54 02/09/02 Sat
He looked around for a dry place for his to stand on, *fat chance old boy* he thought to himself. Of course he wasn't old 4 or 5 was his age.
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ooc -- josh, 14:19:35 02/09/02 Sat
want to keep going in the convo with max(the girl)above?
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sure -- Shalidar, 16:04:40 02/09/02 Sat
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