~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

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Whoa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way, I just wanted to point it out...

Welll.... I'm starting over with my horses he is the only one i was going to keep but I can get rid of him to if I need to.

No one minds if you keep him, Dennis just got kinda frustrated with his 'tude and didn't want him to produce mean foals.
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That's all.
 
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Welll.... I'm starting over with my horses he is the only one i was going to keep but I can get rid of him to if I need to.

No one minds if you keep him, Dennis just got kinda frustrated with his 'tude and didn't want him to produce mean foals.
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That's all.

Fine, I won't breed him. He will just sit in the barn.
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Bridget strode across the pasture in short jean shorts and a tight fitting spaghetti strap tank.
 
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Cricket lifted her head for a moment before continueing to graze.

A small smile played at her smooth lips as she opened the gate and stepped out before latching it behind her.
 
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Dennis spotted her, wearing jeans, a hoodie with the hood over his head, and muck boots. Geez, she isn't cold? he thought to himself before making his way towards the stable.
 
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Dennis spotted her, wearing jeans, a hoodie with the hood over his head, and muck boots. Geez, she isn't cold? he thought to himself before making his way towards the stable.

(Whoopsie-doo.
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Didn't realize it was getting cold.
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Scratch that.)


Bridget poofed into some stretchy dark wash destroyed jeans and a white clingy Nike running pullover, her hair in a smooth ponytail with a thin headband. Her jeans were wrinkled and folded at the top, above her rubber muck boots.
 

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