HUMAN RP!

[9SpiceyChickens]

"One more gate!" Brooke yelled, over the rain that just started to fall.

 

[HeavensHens88]

(let's clarify that no romantic developements have been guaranteed for Connor yet
we must see how the RP m o v e s )

Okay

 

[Flufferes]

Okay

wait no i dont actually no the answer to that
dont trust anything i say

Connor slapped Whitnay a few times with his cowboy hat because she appeared to be in danger on falling off during these jarring bursts of high bovine velocity.

Whitnay grabbed his cowboy hat in pure fury and yeeted it away

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Aclana spurred on the horse she was riding

 

[HeavensHens88]

wait no i dont actually no the answer to that
dont trust anything i say

Whitnay grabbed his cowboy hat in pure fury and yeeted it away

Connor's face fell visibly. "That was from my Kindergarten girlfriend," he whimpered, watching in whirl away into the night along with his fading heart.
Clarabelle sped up and sailed magnificently over some inconvenient log, performing a neat double-x-split in mid-air.

 

[RiverStorm]

Name: River Katrina Fallyn
Age: 13
Rank: City daughter (Home schooled now since she used to be badly bullied)
Personality: Clever, brave, and highly loyal, she’d readily lay down her life for any single one of her friends— But good luck becoming her friend, she hates most people, almost impossible to get close to. Even if you can take on that task of trying to become her friend, she’d never to refer to you as a friend. Unless of course you’re an animal. She seems very distant and cold-fronted, liking to stay in the shadows— Though don’t think she can’t jump into action in a matter of a few moments. Dare you say something short tempered to her, she’ll happily oblige to give you an earful of angry retorts, and if it escalates, give you an unlimited amount of blows until someone steps in, were she’ll either make use of her legs and race off, continue fighting, or stop fighting and stick around to see whatever awaits. She easily takes the role of leader. She secretly wishes other people liked hanging out around her, but she usually chases them off with her sharp words. Very much a tom-boy.
Description: Wavy thick midnight black hair that fades to dark brown, that reaches down just below her shoulders. She has possibly the brightest green eyes you’ve ever seen. Exceedingly pale skin. High cheek bones. Stands 5’6 tall. Usually can be seen wearing ripped jeans, a Grey t-shirt or hoodie, boots, and a leather jacket. Never wears makeup.
Pets: Trodaire (Black German shepherd with thick fur and golden eyes. Male. Two years old.), will eventually get more animals.
Username: @RiverStorm

 

[9SpiceyChickens]

Brooke spurred on Bossy, pushing her hands up Bossy neck, soaring over the fence. Bossy slowed down to a canter, then a trot. Bossy started walking, as they entered the horse theifs territory.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Aclana burst Into a fit of giggles

 

[Flufferes]

Connor's face fell visibly. "That was from my Kindergarten girlfriend," he whimpered, watching in whirl away into the night along with his fading heart.
Clarabelle sped up and sailed magnificently over some inconvenient log, performing a neat double-x-split in mid-air.

Whitnay sat there with the surprised pikachu meme face. "oh." She said in a guilty tone. "im sorry."

 

[9SpiceyChickens]

Aclana burst Into a fit of giggles

(?????)
Brooke asked Aclana, "I think the barns right over there, wanna go look?"