Happy Horse Stables RPG

"Yes, I am" Melissa said, turning around and looking him in the eye.  She hadn't liked the mare's reaction, and her blue-green eyes were cold.   She blew a strand of her red hair out of her face. 

"Fifteen hundred, and she's yours. Her show name's Flyaway Angel. Stablename's just Angel. Word is, she's a hunter/jumper mare, but she don't like me or nobody. Don't listen to nobody. Least, nobody round here." The man replied.
 
She nodded.  "Whar'd she come from?" she asked, instantly falling into a thick southern accent and language similar to his,

"Way back out in Kentucky. Her owner had open heart surgery and couldn't keep up with her 3 horses. Angel was sold here along with Lil Mitzi," the owner gestured to the stall on Angel's right; where a dark grey mare with white, snowflake-like patches covered her from neck to haunch. She had a short tail and an even shorter mane. Her eyes were lively and she snorted. "and Anakin." He pointed to the stall on Angel's left, where a palomino gelding stomped and whinnied. He had white socks stretching from hoof to the hock and white mane and tail. "They all came together."
 

New posts New threads Active threads

Back
Top Bottom