<^> The Three Tribes<^> ~Native American Indian RP: Join today!

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The stallion nodded, the sleek bridle ambling up his neck.

CrazyHorse took the bridle and removed it gently from the Stallion. He hung in on one of the poles of the stock pen. (does he have a saddle on still?)

(Yep) The stallion shook his body, the saddle jingling on her side.
 
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CrazyHorse took the bridle and removed it gently from the Stallion. He hung in on one of the poles of the stock pen. (does he have a saddle on still?)

(Yep) The stallion shook his body, the saddle jingling on her side.

CrazyHorse skillfully undid the cinch, unclipped the breast collar, and lifted the saddle off like it was a feather. He placed it over the fence of the stock pen beside the halter and inspected it for damages.
 
Swooping Falcon walked with Rising Moon over the flat prairie, stirring up the snow where she stepped. Chasing Wind soared overhead, hardly visible against the bright morning sun.
 

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