~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

[equinehugger3]

Bridget and Jake's wedding was in a few days.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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It stopped momentarily, and rang for another round.

She picked up. "Hello?"

"Bridget...Stout, is it?" said a young, southern accent. "My parents and I heard about you in that magazine, and we wanna congradulate you by givin' you one of our champion mares."

 

[DuckLover2399]

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She whinnied back tossing her head.

Bridget stroked the mare's neck before putting her in the neighboring pasture to Wind's. "You guys can get acquainted, but not foals yet," She said with a laugh before jogging into the house to get ready for her show that evening.

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Fable shook out her coat, sending a few flecks of hay flying. She tossed her head, her soft off-white main settling back down perfectly. She trotted around momentarily before finding a spot about fifty feet away from the fence she liked. She reached her large head down and began to graze.

 

[DuckLover2399]

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They should do a carriage, that two of there horses pull. :3

 

[equinehugger3]

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She picked up. "Hello?"

"Bridget...Stout, is it?" said a young, southern accent. "My parents and I heard about you in that magazine, and we wanna congradulate you by givin' you one of our champion mares."

"Yes! Thank you! Oh my gosh, really?" She asked, her Texan accent sounding similar to the woman's.

 

[equinehugger3]

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They should do a carriage, that two of there horses pull. :3

That would be awesome.

 

[equinehugger3]

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Bridget stroked the mare's neck before putting her in the neighboring pasture to Wind's. "You guys can get acquainted, but not foals yet," She said with a laugh before jogging into the house to get ready for her show that evening.

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Fable shook out her coat, sending a few flecks of hay flying. She tossed her head, her soft off-white main settling back down perfectly. She trotted around momentarily before finding a spot about fifty feet away from the fence she liked. She reached her large head down and began to graze.

Wind trotted to the fence, his sand-toned muscles bulging, and whinnied. "Hello," he greeted her.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Bridget...Stout, is it?" said a young, southern accent. "My parents and I heard about you in that magazine, and we wanna congradulate you by givin' you one of our champion mares."

"Yes! Thank you! Oh my gosh, really?" She asked, her Texan accent sounding similar to the woman's.

"Yeah. This one's a real beaut, hope you like her. She's competed in won in halter and trail classes a bunch of times, and had her first foal in January. Her sire was also pretty famous."

 

[DuckLover2399]

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Fable shook out her coat, sending a few flecks of hay flying. She tossed her head, her soft off-white main settling back down perfectly. She trotted around momentarily before finding a spot about fifty feet away from the fence she liked. She reached her large head down and began to graze.

Wind trotted to the fence, his sand-toned muscles bulging, and whinnied. "Hello," he greeted her.

She looked up, at first slightly irritated that someone would dare bother her while grazeing, then she realized how hat he was. "Hello" she said in a deep seductive tone, battering her thick black eye lashes.

 

[equinehugger3]

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"Yes! Thank you! Oh my gosh, really?" She asked, her Texan accent sounding similar to the woman's.

"Yeah. This one's a real beaut, hope you like her. She's competed in won in halter and trail classes a bunch of times, and had her first foal in January. Her sire was also pretty famous."

"Oh my gosh, are you sure you don't want me to pay you?!"