I walked into the stables and headed straight for stall number 31 which was housing Mayflower or as I fondly preferred to call her May my 10 year old bay Dutch Warmblood mare. I smiled at her and said, "Morning beautiful! how are you?" I glanced around to make sure that no one was around to hear me talking to my horse I was sure that it wouldn't go over well with some especially the Queen Bee or the elusive Trio. I snapped May's pale baby blue lead line on to her pale baby blue halter and tied her to the cross ties nearest to her stall.
I grabbed my tack box after i'd removed her lead line and started picking her hooves she was an utter darling and stood still the whole tim even falling asleep at one point. I smiled at her as i took a curry comb and my other assortment of brushes over her body that were required. I was singing softly to my self, "Dum. Dum. Da. Da. Dee...." as I was carefully braiding her silky black mane when I heard someone clear their throat behind me and I carefully turned to see who it was and why they'd cleared their throat at me.
Sammie had, naturally, chosen the stable as her virtue from the ever pouring freezing rain. It was horrible, really. Not exactly the pretty, Christmasy winter vibe she wanted. More of a freaking cold spring strike. But that didn't stop her from looking drop-dead gorgeous with a pale blue tank under an adorable, glitzy leather jacket. It was topped off with white skinny jeans and tall black designer boots. Her soft, pretty, platinum blond hair was brushed out and straightened, loose around her shoulders and beyond beautiful. As she strode confidently through the almost deserted stable, she spotted a girl with brown hair that she'd never seen before. Cocking her hip and smirking in a more smiley way, she spoke. "Who are you?" She asked bravely, making her way over to Midnight, who happened to be right near the crossties that her horse was tied up at.
this post is finished and it stands at a grand total of 150 words. this template was made by SARAH SMILE at caution, the graphics go to person, and the lyrics go to incubus. my character is looking fine in (L if i do say so, and i would like to add that in pounds, please