Post by benjiwest on May 9, 2011 15:02:43 GMT -5
A large horse trailer pulled up the drive, coming to park and got turned off. Two young looking people stepped out, a girl and a man. The girl seemed to be 15 and the man seemed to be close to his 30s, but didnt look like it. He looked like a rough cowboy who knew bulls well, which he did. And the girl seemed like a snotty rich girl, the rich part was right, and she can be abit snotty. "Please be careful taking him out, I dont want him to hurt himself, hes to good for it" the girl played a smile on her face as she grabbed her bags from the bed of the truck and sat them on the hood of thee truck. The man nodded as he walked to the back, hearing the nickers of the horse inside.
His bare hands grabbed the latch and pulled it up, gently laying the ramp down onto the ground. Once it was down he walked up it to grab the horse. He clipped a lead to the red halter and slowly lead a handsom 15.5hh, paint TB stallion.
His head was raised high as he walked down the rampp, marchings, not use to the leg wraps he had on his legs. Coming off the ramp he sorted and gave a half rear into the air, giving a mightly bellow out to the hroses around him. The young girl smiled and jogged to the back too see her new horse, King. She smiled and placed her hands on his head, stroking his muzzle gently, "Hows my King doing?" she chuckled at his nudges as if he awnsered her. 'Where does he go, like what stall, Felicia?" the man asked the black haired girl, and then looked to the barn. "Im not to sure, just tie him up and lets go find someone", Felicia spoke out to the man and watched him tie King up to the trailer tie downs.
King stood there, watching other horses in the pastures, he nickered out and lipped at his ties wanting to go see them. He knew how to untie himself, but didnt.
His bare hands grabbed the latch and pulled it up, gently laying the ramp down onto the ground. Once it was down he walked up it to grab the horse. He clipped a lead to the red halter and slowly lead a handsom 15.5hh, paint TB stallion.
His head was raised high as he walked down the rampp, marchings, not use to the leg wraps he had on his legs. Coming off the ramp he sorted and gave a half rear into the air, giving a mightly bellow out to the hroses around him. The young girl smiled and jogged to the back too see her new horse, King. She smiled and placed her hands on his head, stroking his muzzle gently, "Hows my King doing?" she chuckled at his nudges as if he awnsered her. 'Where does he go, like what stall, Felicia?" the man asked the black haired girl, and then looked to the barn. "Im not to sure, just tie him up and lets go find someone", Felicia spoke out to the man and watched him tie King up to the trailer tie downs.
King stood there, watching other horses in the pastures, he nickered out and lipped at his ties wanting to go see them. He knew how to untie himself, but didnt.
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