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Post by k y e e - the awesomest on Sept 19, 2008 19:33:13 GMT -5
Josh strode down the driveway that branched off towards the training corral. Eyes narrowed against the sun, agile male was stunning even in dark khaki t-shirt and dark jeans, polished boots shining beneath them. He was incredibly out of character today, being jittery and very excited. His usual calm demeanor was replaced with worried looks which would then be replaced with crazy smiles.
Slightly heeled boots almost floated across the ground in his excitement. Today was the day that his brand you horse would be delivered! The stallion's name was Phantom and he was a skewbald. Chocolate eyes flicked back and forth as he observed his expanse of empty pastures and stalls. Head shook sadly.
Shaven veneer broke into a huge, nervous smile as he heard a trailer rumble down the gravel driveway. He broke into a quick trot, boots pumping beneath him. As soon as the trailer stopped, he greeted the driver, waiting for someone to unload his new horse. He couldn't wait.
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Post by s q u e e z i e-People Eater on Sept 19, 2008 19:42:15 GMT -5
Phantom stamped in the trailer. There as hay everywhere, where he had been chucking it about. He hated the trailer, and wanted to get out of there. He let out a shrill neigh, ordering for him to be let out. Then the door opend, and he was led out into the sun. He pranced down the ramp, breathing heavily, with exitment. He sniffed the air to get the scent of the new place he was in. Then he realised his lead rope was being tugged on. He followed the man that as leading him, into a large stable, with fresh smelling hey, and clean shavings.
He let out a winnie, and stamped his feet, impatient to be let off his lead rope, so he could sxplore his new home. He pulled his head upwards, in an atempt to free himself, but to no use. He tossed his head, impatiantly.
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Post by k y e e - the awesomest on Sept 20, 2008 10:46:54 GMT -5
Josh peered into the dark trailer as the door opened. Eyes sparkled as a prancing skewbald was led out into the sun. The horses nostrils expanded and contracted quickly, sucking in the clean, fresh air. The grin that was plastered there stayed on his face and he walked up to the horse's neck. "What's his name?" Josh asked the groom as he rested his hand on the skewbald's neck.
When they neared the stable, the groom went to put him in a stall. The horse's head jerked up and he danced around. "Uh.. I'll take him, and tire him out a bit." He said, taking the lead rope and started walking towards the corrals. "Come on, I'll call you Phantom, and we'll start some training." He muttered to Phantom. He waved to the driver and groom, dismissing them.
When they reached the corral, Josh swung the gate open and walked into the ring, boots sinking into the soft flooring.
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Post by s q u e e z i e-People Eater on Sept 20, 2008 10:54:56 GMT -5
Phantom let out a loud winnie, and pranced about, snorting. It was always exiting coming to a new place. He trotted into the corral, ears pricked, neck arched. He Swished his tail, and danced on the spot, ready to go. he scraped at the ground, and did a small rear, impatiant to get gpoing.
He jerked his head free of the mans grip, and trotted about the corral, exploring. He put his head down to sniff the ground, and the jerked it back up again, breaking into a canter. He needed to burn energy, and calm down. He cantered to one end of the arena, then skidded to a halt when he came to a fence. He then turned around and went back. He did this everal times, going round and round the arena, prancing about, and bucking. It was good to be able to run, after hours of being cramped up in the trailer.
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