~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

[miss heny]

Quote:
wha?

 

[DuckLover2399]

Max went to go look for usui

 

[miss heny]

Cleo went to the dancing room and sits down in a corner, watching the dancers

 

[chickendiva25]

Jude lead a large Andalusian mare to a post outside the stables, tieing her lead rope quickly to a ring. Patting the sweet mares shoulder, Jude began to tack her up. Starting out with the fancy black saddle, somewhat worn from age. Beautiful roses were designed into the leather; giving it a very wonderful look. After tightening the sinch, Jude moved onto the bridle. It was quite simple, being black as the saddle, but it was adorned with tassles on the bit. Seeing that she was finished, Jude hopped onto the mare as easily if she were only hopping over a log. She gently kicked the mare off into a slow gallop towards the party; after Wind and Bridget. Her deep red velvet clock billowed in the wind like a flag after her.

 

[Quinn4321]

Anna was at the entrance to the party. Slowly, she opened the door.

 

[equinehugger3]

Bridget tapped Wind lightly with the crop she held, as she was unable to give him a squeeze. He moved into his elegant, top-speed gallop. Thed silk that enveloped her flowed out behind her in the wind like a flame. Finally, the barn decorated with orange twinkling lights came into view. She let loose with her beautiful laugh, like church bells cutting through the night's noise, as she kept Wind going.

 

[chickendiva25]

Seeing Bridget ahead, Jude kicked the mare harder. She sped up slightly, up until she could see the large barn towering over the Halloween decorated farm. She smiled contently, turning the beautiful mare too and fro as she weaved in and out of people.

 

[equinehugger3]

Bridget slowed Wind with soft hands on the reins. "Good boy," She whispered, patting Wind's gleaming neck. He nickered to her from low in his throat, letting his ears flicker back toward her.

 

[equinehugger3]

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[Zinnia-Hen]

Dennis began to saddle up his Paint Overo mare, Apache, in some of his finest tack. After the blanket was on, he set a beautifully crafted tan leather Western saddle onto her back, decorated in silver in certain corners and intracately engraved with little patterns. Once he had tightened the cinch and attached the breastcollar he slid a simple bridle onto her face, which matched the saddle's engraved leather and had a silver buckle on the side. In no time he was ready with his gorgeous mare groomed to perfection and tacked up, so he led Apache to a mounting block where he hopped on and sped into a lope after both Jude and Bridget.