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Oct 28, 2006 16:00:47 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 16:00:47 GMT -5
Phantom watched October.he stopped and watched her.he snorted..he backed away from the herd and her.Not wanting to get close.he trotted back to the gate and looked at the barn.he stayed close to the fence and lowered his head down to the grass and grazed abit.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:27:34 GMT -5
Post by Corpse.Rotten on Oct 28, 2006 16:27:34 GMT -5
Racing from one end of the pasture towards Phantom Texas squealed in anger, a new horse. He hated new horses, so he thought he would show off for all of the mares, stricking out at the colt with his hind quarters Texas Sunet squealed again, and it got the mares attension. If he had not waited till October was gone he would be dead meat. The small herd trott up the hill in interest of the stallion causing chaos. Texas was handsome but rude with strangers he reared threatiningly. But just like god had ditched a angel on earth storming out of the house came Jessica and quikley Texas snorted and crashed back to the ground and rushed down the hill knowing he was in trouble. Jessica ducked under the fence and looked at Phantom"you must be that new horse April was talking about"She said reaching a hand out to him, she looked to Texas"Ignore that monster, he is stubborn with newbies"She chuckled and watched her stallion as he proudly marched up the hill, now the mares each taking turns striking at him with their hooves, he diserved it, after all October had introduced Phantom as a friendly colt already.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:33:20 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 16:33:20 GMT -5
Phantom had his ears pinned.he didnt like texas.He stopmed him back hoof on the ground.'idiot' he seemed to think.if he saw that stallion again he would get it...He looked at Jessica.he snorted and pawed at the ground and backed up unsure of her.right now he was unsure of everything.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:36:30 GMT -5
Post by Corpse.Rotten on Oct 28, 2006 16:36:30 GMT -5
Jessica just shook her head and left the pasture, Texas now being chased by the small herd of about 6 mares. But he loved the attension. He raced to his corner of the pasture, the mares turned around and all trot to Phantom whinnying a welcome call. THey like him, unlike Texas, he was not so popular around here.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:40:11 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 16:40:11 GMT -5
Phantom looked at the mare and He whinnied back and trotted over to them.he kept an eye on Texas.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:50:37 GMT -5
Post by Corpse.Rotten on Oct 28, 2006 16:50:37 GMT -5
The mares all trott down the hill, them too keepign a close eye on the stubborn stallion. He was the sort to brag about his powers, and his wins. He was a very competitive stallion and loved to show it, his dad was a olympic winner, and it showed in his blood. His mother was a grand prix jumper, so he was pretty good at jumping.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:50:51 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 16:50:51 GMT -5
(*mares)
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Oct 28, 2006 16:52:03 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 16:52:03 GMT -5
Phantom snorted and he lowered his head and startd to graze again.
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Oct 28, 2006 16:59:11 GMT -5
Post by Corpse.Rotten on Oct 28, 2006 16:59:11 GMT -5
The mares too began to graze waiting for October to return.
On the other side of the pasture was Texas watching Phantom carefully, his ears were glued to his skull and his long banner was flicking back and forth in annoyance. Nickering he tossed his large head back, his forlock fell over his eyes.
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Oct 28, 2006 17:01:28 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 17:01:28 GMT -5
phantom knew Texas was watching him.he looked up.his ears pinned back.he tossed his head.and let out a warning to him.
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Oct 28, 2006 17:04:06 GMT -5
Post by Corpse.Rotten on Oct 28, 2006 17:04:06 GMT -5
Texas just dropped his head and began to graze now perking his ears forwards, he lifted his head again and looked to Phantom, he trott towards him trying to make friends with him. The mares watched him cirously, he obviously did not want to be nice for once. He nickered a greeting to Phantom when soon close and the mares all began to trott to him nickering sweetly, now that the grump had come out of his shell why not be nice, after all he is handsome.
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Oct 28, 2006 17:13:51 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 28, 2006 17:13:51 GMT -5
phantom didnt trust texas. and stepped back abit.
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Oct 29, 2006 11:46:14 GMT -5
Post by Larex on Oct 29, 2006 11:46:14 GMT -5
A black Andalusian was released into the pasture. His long wavy mane tossed about in the wind as he galloped towards the other horses. When he came over the last rise he saw them, a group of mare and stallions. He stopped so abrubtly that his frame leaned foreward with the momentum. The gelding stood, pawing the ground, whinnying his greeting.
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Oct 29, 2006 12:02:24 GMT -5
Post by phantomowner on Oct 29, 2006 12:02:24 GMT -5
Phantom looked over at the gelding.He whinnied to him greeting him.
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Oct 29, 2006 12:09:33 GMT -5
Post by Larex on Oct 29, 2006 12:09:33 GMT -5
Rogue stood still, waiting. Some of the other horses came milling around him, and he stretched out his muzzle in greeting. His eyes met each of theirs but his mind stayed on the other two stallions. After the horses had began grazing again Rogue trotted to wards the black stallion who had whinnied earlier. He stopped a few yards off, watching carfully. His head bobbed slightly, but his ears were forward.
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