~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

[Zinnia-Hen]

Ghost slept in the back pasture, his normally tense muscles were relaxed as he slept head hanging low.

Lacey grazed in her own pasture.

 

[MockingJay]

Ghost the amazing stallion, suddenly dropped dead.






jk

 

[chickendiva25]

Ghost the amazing stallion, suddenly dropped dead.






jk

O__O

 

[MockingJay]

Tehee

 

[equinehugger3]

I missed you!

 

[MockingJay]

Missed who? 0_o

 

[equinehugger3]

Missed who? 0_o

All of you.

 

[MockingJay]

Oh, haha.

 

[equinehugger3]

Bridget smiled breathlessly when she saw the magazine sitting on the table. It was an issue of Seventeen, and on the cover was a picture of her, surrounded by Wind, Gold, and Ghost. "Equestrian phenomenon Bridget Stout spills all: From her hot fiance to how to get her hot bod!" the cover read, followed by other fluff. She thought it was an exaggeration, but had went with it at the urging of her agent. After all of the horse magazine shoots, where her connection with Wind was the main focus, this was a huge change. There were makeup artists painting on a second face, brushing dust off of the horses... Bridget didn't think she liked it as much, but she'd take what she got. Nonetheless, this was amazing. She was becoming more and more famous with every day, and she didn't understand exactly what made her different. She was interrupted by two strong arms wrapping around her waist from behind. "Hello, love," Jake whispered in her ear. "Hi, Jake," she giggled, turning her head to face him. He kissed her lightly and eyed the magazine. "Her hot fiance? Great," he said mock-skeptically. "Oh, shut up. I didn't pick the title!" she laughed.

 

[MockingJay]

Hrm, how old is Ghost?