||Silvercreek Stables|| open&accepting

[Hennessy]

Shane smiled and nodded at the offer. "That'll be fun." He said. Just then he saw a truck pull up and the vet climb out. The vet was a medium heighted girl and had long briwn hair. She walked over to Marie and exchanged some words and Marie pointed to the stable that Shane and Shamrock were in. The vet nodded and headed towards them. Once she got there she spoke. "So who is it I'm looking at?" She asked. Shane stepped forward. "Shamrock there. We think he sprained his pastern." He said and aknowledged Amie then pointed towards Shamrock. "I see." The vet said and went on to examining the horse. After a few minutes she sighed and pulled out some bandages and some medicine for the wound on his leg. She tended to his leg and stood up exiting Shamrock's stall. "He'll be stiff for a few days. I would just let him rest and don't take him out for rides. Tomorrow take him out on a lead to a corral or something and get him to exercise it." She said and shook Shane's hand. "Thanks." He said and she nodded before leaving to talk to Marie again. "What do you want to do after your done?" He asked turning back to Amie.

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?Amie Hutchinson?
"Sure will be!" she smiled as she heard the sound of a car, turning her head she watched as a older looking woman got out the car with a medium sized case and walking to Marie-they seemed to be having a conversation then she was poitnes in their direction. As the vet arrived she looked at Shane and smiled "I'll put Flicka away while Shamrocks leg.." she muttered as she turned and untied the rope and lead her Mustang towards her stall next door. Unlatching the door she pulled it open then pulled the mare in, rolling her eyes as she struggled and kicked up a fuss "Hey girl! Calm down!" the teen scolded as she began humming which soothed the horse and calmed her down-now she was able to lead the mare in. Slowly Amie circled until she was near the door and untied the rope, patting the mare roughly on her neck "At it girl..." she smiled as she kissed Flickas muzzle then exited, the rope dangling limp from her hand as she turned and walked into the cupboard and hanging it on a peg. Turning she grabbed a clean, white blanket and hurried out the medium-sized room with the blanket. Rushing over she entered the mares stall and threw the blanket carefully over, crouching down a little she tided the blanket under her stomach then lifted-patting her back on the neck. Hearing the farewells of the vet she turned to see Shane now outside the stall and asking a question "Well we can do anything really, I'm not really fussed" the 18-year old smiled as she rubbed her mares neck.

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[OreoHeroz]

((Sorry for my questions, but who is Marie? However, thanks for the re-cap))

|| Grant Decharel ||

Watching as the brown-haired student made his way out of the stables, Grant let out a snort of disgust as he glanced over at the book he was clutching. The stables had a light layer of the stench of manure, added with some hay. A light musky scent hovered over, including the scent of...horses. Grant had never been interested in those creatures, he really didn't see any use in them. Blinking, he cleared away his thoughts, tucking the unread book under his underarm and clutching it tight there. He didn't feel like reading right now, perhaps wander around a bit. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, Grant exited the stables, welcoming the fresh air which danced outside. He stiffened, hearing the sound of hooves clicking against the ground. It was a steady past, more of a slow trot rather than galloping. He tossed a glance over towards the sound to see - perhaps an injured horse - come in slowly, with another leading it. Loosing interest, Grant headed off, unwilling to mix with other humans as he headed along the path, slightly lost in thought; his dirt-sneakers thumped against some tiny pebbles. As he rounded the path, the sight of the cabins were in view; though he did not own a cabin, Grant was slightly tempted to peek inside. Glancing around briskly, he caught sight of a blurred figure. Knowing that it was a fair distance from the stables, he stopped near the porch steps, staring closely at the cabin to admire the work of it. ((short))

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((Well, Marie is the woman who owns the stable, I just decided to give her that name so everyone didn't have to allways put 'the stable owner' etc))

[Vask]

Deseray picked up her guitar by the neck and walked back to Faiths stable. She pat her neck as Faith nickered and bobbed her head up and down. With a small giggle, Deseray let herself into Faiths stable and shut the small latch behind her. "Alright girl. Time for that ride I promised." Deseray said, her face close to Faiths as she pet her nose. With a small smile, the girl jogged to the western saddles and heaved out the one she liked to use most. Deseray carried it back to Faith's stable and walked in, saddling her horse up. Once she tied the stirrups properly, she grabbed her bridle and fit it onto Faith. Her bridle always fit perfectly, and Deseray smiled barely at the thought. She led her horse out, closing the stall behind her and leading her horse outside. Once the warm sunlight his Deseray's face, she fit her foot in the saddle and swung her leg around.


With a single click and a kick on Faith's flank, they were off on a comfortable yet somewhat fast walk. Deseray chose a random path and the two rode down it. They rode along the path, Faith kicking up pebbles every now and again. The smell of barn slowly left her senses and fresh air met her. Giving a sigh, she kicked Faith again and they went into a trot. The wind barely and gently caressed her long dark brown hair. She smiled as they rode steadily along. Eventually the cabins came into her vision. She saw a male she was not familiar with. He was tall and lanky, and obviously not a rider by the looks of him. She pulled on her reins, stopping Faith about a yard or two away. She sat tall upon her horse. "Hey stranger." She said, giving a slight smile as she rested her hands on the western saddle.

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[OreoHeroz]

|| Grant Dechare ||

"Hey stranger."

The abrupt voice startled Grant, causing him to slightly stumble in alarm. His hand gripped the railing, and he turned around to harshly glare at the voice. He paused, seeing a rider - a girl, by the looks of it, he hoped - sitting tall upon her horse. His eyes trailed over to the creature, seeing its black-and-white splotches on its body. He couldn't tell what type of breed it was, but he didn't care, really, and instead returned his eyes back onto the girl. He studied her carefully, as if determining whether she was worthy enough to receive a reply. A light scowl was still plastered across his face as he glanced over at the horse.

"Hey," he replied, shifting a bit uncomfortably. He didn't enjoy speaking with other humans, especially the opposite gender. His light Australian accent could get strong at times, which was what it was doing at this time. "Don't you have somewhere else to be at?" Grant inquired, shoving his hands into his pockets - again.

[Hennessy]

Shane nodded and thought a moment. "We could go get something to eat.." He suggested. "I have my license." He snickered and began to brush off his clothing again. He turned to Shamrock as he nudged him and patted the stallion's head. He went to the tack room quickly and grabbed Shamrock's halter. It was a black leather thing that had a red star on the top right. He went back to the stall and slid on the halter easily, strapping it there then turned back to Amie with a slight snile.

Sorry for the short post. Wrighters block.))

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?Amie Hutchinson?
Hearing Shane suggest they could go get something to eat she smiled and nodded "Sure, that would be great!" she smiled as she gave Flicka one last pat then kissed her muzzle "See ya soon girl, for our midnight ride!" the 18-year old smiled as she slowly walked out the stall and gently slammed shut the large wooden door-pulling down the latch the door was now locked. Taking off her hat Amie ran her sunkissed hand through her hair rearranging it then putting her hat back on. "Maybe I should go freshen up before we go..." she mumbled to herself a little unsure on weather to do so or not-besides all she really needed to do was brush her teeth and put some perfume on-the stables didn't have to bad a stink like others. Smiling she leaned against the stall to the black stallion as she waited for Shane.

[NeverFearTheFall2468]

(I have a lot of RPs on my hands, I may be a smidge inactive for a while.