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[Zinnia-Hen]

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He opened the door after fiddling with the locks, and began to force the halter onto her face. After that was through, he tied her lead to the bars of the stall and cut the pieces of rope he had in his hand in half, using one part to keep her from kicking and the other tied around her lips to keep her from biting. The two-leg took the lead-rope in his hands in yanked it, trying to get her to follow.

 

[duckluv]

I'm baaack.... *Insane grin*

Yang snorted and lay down. This place was horrible, even if it was outside.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Another two-leg made their way towards Yang's stall with a halter in hand. It was an older man, possible in his late 50's, having a large and graying mustache and a balding head, hidden with a baseball hat. He wore a stained t-shirt and dark torn levis, along with muddy rubber boots. He began to unlock the young mare's stall.

 

[duckluv]

((You do know that she's been put in with Rocket to breed, right? But he doesn't, and if he tried, she'd kick the daylights outta him.))

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

(Really? O.O I was out to put her in with a random stallion...)

 

[chickendiva25]

Cleopatra paced around her stall, anxiously looking around.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Sorry! I'm back now!

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Yipeeeeee.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Why'd people want me on? I don't really have any important characters...

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Meh, I was just alone.

We all want eachother on anyway, don't we?