~Ourselves RP~ New RP needs players!

[CowGrrrl]

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"Yes," I say as I make a Chai tea. "Chai's are my favorite," I smile.

I nudge SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape into a smooth, rocking lope. I see the cafe up ahead, and I am eager to get there. People pay no attention to my horse as I ride past; they are used to this cowgirl's means of transportation. I pull Outlaw up gently and he stops obediently. I give him a big pat on the shoulder, and dismount. I tie him to the lamppost outside, and push the door of the cafe open.

I hear the bells on the door ring. "Hello welcome to sunny side up cafe," I greet you from across the room.
"Uh... howdy," I greet the woman at the counter. I dust the snow off my brown leather chaps. Even with the fact that I had lived in this Montana county *is it okay if this takes place in MT?* all my life, I still felt a little out of place. I live a town over, a town that was so tiny that all it had was a few stores and houses. And even in that town, we are about as middle-of-nowhere as humanly possible, on 350 acres of pure wilderness.
"Can I get a... um... Sprite? Or do you have that here? I'm not a... uh, chai person." I say. Stop the stuttering, idiot.
SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape whinnies from outside. A light dusting of snow covers his rump. Shhh, horse! I think desperately.

Great. These fancy town people are going to think that I'm a crazy girl from the sticks.
Well, you are, Willow.
"Hey. Nice horse," I say. "Yes I have sprite," I say as I grab a bottle. I stick the bottle on the counter. "I'm saving my money for a horse, right now all I have is a sloth," I say. Stop babbling! I tell myself.

I crack open the cap, and take a big swig. The bubbles rumble down my throat. As I swallow, I begin to say; "Thanks. That's SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape, or Outlaw. He's a Quarter Horse stallion."
I look at my watch. "Well my shift is over," I say. My boss walks over and hands me my paycheck . "Wow! I have enough for a horse now!" I jump in joy. "Where did you get Outlaw?" I ask you.

"I rescued him," I say. "He ran away from an abusive owner, and he joined a wild horse herd just south of here, near where I live."

 

[ilovemysilkie]

Quote:
"Yes," I say as I make a Chai tea. "Chai's are my favorite," I smile.

I nudge SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape into a smooth, rocking lope. I see the cafe up ahead, and I am eager to get there. People pay no attention to my horse as I ride past; they are used to this cowgirl's means of transportation. I pull Outlaw up gently and he stops obediently. I give him a big pat on the shoulder, and dismount. I tie him to the lamppost outside, and push the door of the cafe open.

I hear the bells on the door ring. "Hello welcome to sunny side up cafe," I greet you from across the room.
"Uh... howdy," I greet the woman at the counter. I dust the snow off my brown leather chaps. Even with the fact that I had lived in this Montana county *is it okay if this takes place in MT?* all my life, I still felt a little out of place. I live a town over, a town that was so tiny that all it had was a few stores and houses. And even in that town, we are about as middle-of-nowhere as humanly possible, on 350 acres of pure wilderness.
"Can I get a... um... Sprite? Or do you have that here? I'm not a... uh, chai person." I say. Stop the stuttering, idiot.
SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape whinnies from outside. A light dusting of snow covers his rump. Shhh, horse! I think desperately.

Great. These fancy town people are going to think that I'm a crazy girl from the sticks.
Well, you are, Willow.
"Hey. Nice horse," I say. "Yes I have sprite," I say as I grab a bottle. I stick the bottle on the counter. "I'm saving my money for a horse, right now all I have is a sloth," I say. Stop babbling! I tell myself.

I crack open the cap, and take a big swig. The bubbles rumble down my throat. As I swallow, I begin to say; "Thanks. That's SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape, or Outlaw. He's a Quarter Horse stallion."
I look at my watch. "Well my shift is over," I say. My boss walks over and hands me my paycheck . "Wow! I have enough for a horse now!" I jump in joy. "Where did you get Outlaw?" I ask you.

"I rescued him," I say. "He ran away from an abusive owner, and he joined a wild horse herd just south of here, near where I live."
"Oh, well do you know of any good places?" I ask.

 

[CowGrrrl]

Quote:
"Yes," I say as I make a Chai tea. "Chai's are my favorite," I smile.

I nudge SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape into a smooth, rocking lope. I see the cafe up ahead, and I am eager to get there. People pay no attention to my horse as I ride past; they are used to this cowgirl's means of transportation. I pull Outlaw up gently and he stops obediently. I give him a big pat on the shoulder, and dismount. I tie him to the lamppost outside, and push the door of the cafe open.

I hear the bells on the door ring. "Hello welcome to sunny side up cafe," I greet you from across the room.
"Uh... howdy," I greet the woman at the counter. I dust the snow off my brown leather chaps. Even with the fact that I had lived in this Montana county *is it okay if this takes place in MT?* all my life, I still felt a little out of place. I live a town over, a town that was so tiny that all it had was a few stores and houses. And even in that town, we are about as middle-of-nowhere as humanly possible, on 350 acres of pure wilderness.
"Can I get a... um... Sprite? Or do you have that here? I'm not a... uh, chai person." I say. Stop the stuttering, idiot.
SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape whinnies from outside. A light dusting of snow covers his rump. Shhh, horse! I think desperately.

Great. These fancy town people are going to think that I'm a crazy girl from the sticks.
Well, you are, Willow.
"Hey. Nice horse," I say. "Yes I have sprite," I say as I grab a bottle. I stick the bottle on the counter. "I'm saving my money for a horse, right now all I have is a sloth," I say. Stop babbling! I tell myself.

I crack open the cap, and take a big swig. The bubbles rumble down my throat. As I swallow, I begin to say; "Thanks. That's SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape, or Outlaw. He's a Quarter Horse stallion."
I look at my watch. "Well my shift is over," I say. My boss walks over and hands me my paycheck . "Wow! I have enough for a horse now!" I jump in joy. "Where did you get Outlaw?" I ask you.

"I rescued him," I say. "He ran away from an abusive owner, and he joined a wild horse herd just south of here, near where I live."
"Oh, well do you know of any good places?" I ask.

"We have several horses for sale at our ranch," I say, eying this woman. "There's a dapple gray Quarter Horse mare, Win Dixie Chic, that you might like."
Did you basically just invite this stranger to your house, Willow?
Yes, I did.
She could be a kidnapper! Or a murderer!
Stop being ridiculous.

 

[ilovemysilkie]

Quote:
"Yes," I say as I make a Chai tea. "Chai's are my favorite," I smile.

I nudge SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape into a smooth, rocking lope. I see the cafe up ahead, and I am eager to get there. People pay no attention to my horse as I ride past; they are used to this cowgirl's means of transportation. I pull Outlaw up gently and he stops obediently. I give him a big pat on the shoulder, and dismount. I tie him to the lamppost outside, and push the door of the cafe open.

I hear the bells on the door ring. "Hello welcome to sunny side up cafe," I greet you from across the room.
"Uh... howdy," I greet the woman at the counter. I dust the snow off my brown leather chaps. Even with the fact that I had lived in this Montana county *is it okay if this takes place in MT?* all my life, I still felt a little out of place. I live a town over, a town that was so tiny that all it had was a few stores and houses. And even in that town, we are about as middle-of-nowhere as humanly possible, on 350 acres of pure wilderness.
"Can I get a... um... Sprite? Or do you have that here? I'm not a... uh, chai person." I say. Stop the stuttering, idiot.
SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape whinnies from outside. A light dusting of snow covers his rump. Shhh, horse! I think desperately.

Great. These fancy town people are going to think that I'm a crazy girl from the sticks.
Well, you are, Willow.
"Hey. Nice horse," I say. "Yes I have sprite," I say as I grab a bottle. I stick the bottle on the counter. "I'm saving my money for a horse, right now all I have is a sloth," I say. Stop babbling! I tell myself.

I crack open the cap, and take a big swig. The bubbles rumble down my throat. As I swallow, I begin to say; "Thanks. That's SOS Avalanche Outlaw's Escape, or Outlaw. He's a Quarter Horse stallion."
I look at my watch. "Well my shift is over," I say. My boss walks over and hands me my paycheck . "Wow! I have enough for a horse now!" I jump in joy. "Where did you get Outlaw?" I ask you.

"I rescued him," I say. "He ran away from an abusive owner, and he joined a wild horse herd just south of here, near where I live."
"Oh, well do you know of any good places?" I ask.

"We have several horses for sale at our ranch," I say, eying this woman. "There's a dapple gray Quarter Horse mare, Win Dixie Chic, that you might like."
Did you basically just invite this stranger to your house, Willow?
Yes, I did.
She could be a kidnapper! Or a murderer!
Stop being ridiculous.
"Wow, that sounds amazing! I love dapples, their my favorite," I smile.

 

[CowGrrrl]

"If you want to see the prospects, get your car." I say.

I walk out of the cafe, and mount Outlaw, but not before wiping the snow off the saddle with my red kercheif.

 

[ilovemysilkie]

"If you want to see the prospects, get your car." I say.

I walk out of the cafe, and mount Outlaw, but not before wiping the snow off the saddle with my red kercheif.

"Cool," I say as I jump in my car. I start it and roll down the widow. "You lead the way," I tell you,

 

[Rezia]

"Yes," I say as I make a Chai tea. "Chai's are my favorite," I smile.

"Mine too," I say as she hands me the chai and starts talking to a girl decked out in western wear. I'm not a western person. I think. Man, I'm not even a saddle person! I leave a tip on the counter and leave.

I stop in my driveway and get out. My horses all whinny at me. I smile sadly. "You and my mom are the only ones who haven't forgotten my birthday." I say. I walk up to the fence and open the gate.

 

[CochinBrahmaLover]

I walk see the town approaching as my stomach rumbles. It took us 4 hours to get to town - one of the Wethers decided to take off into the woods. Took me 2 1/2 hours to catch him. I sighed and looked at the stores. A little coffee shop caught my eye, but I shrugged it off. I looked to see if there were any where to eat. I looked at a few places, but none of them were appealing. I opened up Jacks - roan one, like his daddy - saddle and pulled out a back of fresh jerky. I had eaten most of it when Murry - the brown and white one - took off. I walked over to some bushes near the sidewalk, and let the boys munch on some hay. The jerky was soft and fresh, sprinkled with garlic. I looked around when a beautiful spotted horse walk by, a car following it. A bit odd, but then again, I was the one with 2 goats sitting on the side walk. I wish I had a horse. Much more practical than 2 pack goats. I give Murry a kiss on his nose, as he was prodding and licking my face. With a sigh, I pulled myself up and headed back to the ranch. Coco was probably throwing a fit by now.

 

[CowGrrrl]

( I's just a strange person. )

"Nice goats!" I yell to a girl by the side of the road. "What breeds are they? I have LaManchas, Nubians, and Alpines."

 

[CochinBrahmaLover]

I looked around and saw the girl who was riding the horse. "Nigerian dwarf Pygmy crosses. They're my pack goats. Lamanchas are adorable with their teeny ears." I said, tilting my head to get the sun out of my eyes. "Nice horse. What breed?"

(What? LOL)