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Post by Olivia Cheyenne Kwinn on Oct 16, 2012 17:47:38 GMT -6
Olivia opened the door to Blue's stall and slipped in, holding the mare's plain blue halter in her hand. She buckled it into place before clipping on the matching lead rope and opening the door wide to let the pony step out after her, "Come on, Blue." She tugged the rope gently as the pony seemed to debate standing there, and the mare snorted before following her owner. Olivia lead her down the aisle and out towards the barn door. Once they were outside of the barn, Olivia tied the mare's lead rope to the halter again, forming crude reins, before she used the fence as a mounting block, but being careful of the camera bag hanging at her side. She tapped her heels to the pony's sides and together they headed off towards the pastures.
Once they had reached the pasture at the end of the lane, Number Three, Olivia slipped off of the black mare's back and untied the end of the lead rope. She unlatched the gate before shoving it open and leading the pony inside, "There you go, girl." She unbuckled the mare's halter and closed the pasture gate before moving to sit on the rail. She pulled out her camera and set it on her lap, ready for any action shots she might be able to take. She watched Blue toss her head and trot a few paces before slowing and stopping to graze, laughing slightly at her mare's laziness.
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Post by selma on Nov 9, 2012 20:21:39 GMT -6
"Come on Sunday," he told his Palomino mare. Sunday looked at her cowboy before happily stepping out of her stall. She quickly walked up to him and he slid her red nylon halter onto Sunday's pretty face. Sunday went to go walk towards the big barn door which was ajar at the end of the aisle way, but was stopped by Calvin's command. "Hold on! I need to put your turnout blanket on." With that the Quarter Horse stood in place, in the middle of the aisle way while the muscular boy flicked her nice red turnout blanket onto her back. He didn't want her getting dirty like the last time she was put out.
Once the blanket was properly fastened he gave Sunday a simple command. "Okay, lets go down to the field." Calvin gave Sunday a simple hand motion and she walked beside him, making the red lead rope lose.
When the pair of them reached the pasture of which Calvin had placed her in before, he was suprised to see a girl sitting on the fence. She had a camera in her hand and it looked like she was taking pictures of the pony trotting around in the field. "Hello, do you mind I stick my mare Sunday into the field, also?" Calvin asked her, as he pointed towards the palomino behind him. She had come willingly him all the way down to the pasture and now she was munching on some grass outside of the field. He gave the girl a smile, before turning towards his horse and scratching her on the forehead. "I promise she is nice!"
*** Note: Fixed! ***
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Post by Olivia Cheyenne Kwinn on Nov 20, 2012 15:47:17 GMT -6
Olivia turned as she heard a voice behind her. She had been so intent on watching Blue, her camera at hand just in case the mare did actually do anything more interesting than graze. She shook her head, "Feel free to throw her into the mix, Blue's alright as long as they don't try bothering her." She turned on the fence to look at the boy and his palomino mare, a pretty thing that would make for some nice shots, especially with the sunlight on her face, where the light coat was visible. The red blanket provided enough contrast, and if the mare did anything, she would be able to get some nice photos.
Reaching a decision, Olivia turned to the boy again, "Would you mind if I took a few pictures of your horse too? I was planning on just getting a few action shots from Blue, but," she gestured helplessly at the mare, "In true pony fashion, she decided that she didn't want to be a model today." She didn't mind, she knew that her mare was always stubborn, but having a new subject always made for interesting shots either way.
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