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Post by Stella on Dec 30, 2011 22:23:00 GMT -5
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Stella's business had finally open, her dream had come true. Not only was she working with animals but she was volunteering for them too. She had finally opened up a few days ago and she already had two boarders, how happy can she bee? Oh well she was under staffed and had no regular riders but it has just began. Stella had gotten up early today, well 6 am. She had so much to do, muck out, let the horses in the field, trow some hay bales in to the feeding storage, and so much more. She had decided to wear her work close this morning. Older shirt and jeans with her working cowboy boots and gloves. Plus she had tied her curly hair in a bun. She was ready for a long hot day at the barn. She walked out and opened the door. At least four heads turned and looked to see who has entered the barn. Stella sighed, she could see her only two stallions where anxious to get out side. Ya they where alone but still, it was better than in a stall. She took Johny out first, he was the tallest and the most to handle. Next she took General, a bit calmer but still a little to exited. Stella soon finished, taking two mares at a time. The horses where all out and having fun. Stella now started to muck the stall since they where free. She just hopped new riders would come soon. Outfit CLICK HERE
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Post by d e a n n a. on Jan 3, 2012 15:14:58 GMT -5
there is something trance-inducing about the way fire moves...
"Day one. Its only day one." Adrianna muttered to herself as she slowly maneuvered the silver ZR1 over the gravel pathway and towards the barns. Her deep blue eyes scanned the seemingly deserted estate for some one or something to give her directions. She was looking for an owner, or at least someone who could help her learn. And for free too. Sadly, D had to swallow her pride and figure out how to fulfill her father's requests on the meager allowance he had provided. Aka - no allowance. Well, apart from paying for her rent. That, at least, Daddy Dear had agreed to pay for. Reasonable payments anyways.
Stifling a yawn, she shifted the sportscar to park and leaned back in the black leather seats. It was still pretty early in the morning, the sun barely peeking out above the clouds. Adrianna realized that probably no one was up this early. And why the hell was she on private property anyways? Shit. Whatever. It was time to abandon this fruitless attempt. Just as she was about to shift the sportscar into reverse and get the hell outta there, she saw movement near the open barn doors.
One little horsie. Two little horsies.
Someone was leading out horses. A woman, by the looks of it. "Well. Here we go." With a flick of her wrist, she resolutely turned off the engine and extracted her keys. She had no desire to learn how to work with horses but she knew that this wasnt a task she could procrastinate. Her father would see right through her if she didnt know exactly what she was talking about or doing. She had a year, but with some good behavior... maybe she could get dad to lessen her sentence by 6months. Six months in this cold hell wouldnt be too bad, right? Right.
Adrianna opened the door and slipped a pair of boots on. Driving barefoot was, in her opinion, one of life's simple pleasures. Reaching into the passenger seat she pulled a leather jacket out of the mess and slipped that on too. It took her one more second to wipe her designer glasses clean and step out into the sunlight. Placing a smirk on her lips and confidence she didnt quite feel into her step, she shut the Corvette's door and made her way towards the barn.
Hopefully these people were nice to trespassing strangers.
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Post by Stella on Jan 5, 2012 12:50:38 GMT -5
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Stell's moved as quickly as possible to muck the stalls, it wasn't because she hated, it can actually be fun, when there was some one there. Mostly she had a lot of work to do, she made an advertisement that would go in the local paper, and she had to see to that, plus she would put some fliers in pet shops and the local tack shop. Plus there was the issue in if he should make her only two stallion.. in ti geldings. Mostly General was a good stallion, some may even think he was a gelding if they didn't know any better. But Johny could be a hand full. Stella didn't want to do it, they had such great blood lines & good conformation. But it was hard to control them by her self, she was specially worried if one day, either horse where to have a 'tantrum'... That would be bad. By now Stella had finished four and a half stalls, nine and a half more to go. This would be a long day. Well at least Stella didn't have much competition, ya there was another riding school, but they had different styles. Stella didn't understand why the rider's and horse owners wouldn't come to her. Did they think she was too young to own a barn? Or was there something she did wrong? For now she had no idea. Taking a small break in the sixth stall, she thought she heard a car come into the drive way, she stopped her work altogether and walked out of the barn door. It was a young woman, what did she want?. Stella quickly brushed as much dirty as possible from her clothe, tried to fix her hair and walked forward. ''Hello! Im Stella, welcome to Pine Brook Stables''. Stella extended her hand, hoping this would be a rider. Outfit CLICK HERE
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Post by d e a n n a. on Jan 5, 2012 19:03:58 GMT -5
there is something trance-inducing about the way fire moves...
The second Adrianna stepped out into the cool breeze, she could smell the horses. It didnt really bother her but it was definitely different than what she was used to. She unconsciously swiped at her nose as she walked toward the barn doors. Her gaze automatically centered on the horses that were left out, watching as they moved with a slow grace D had never noticed in them before. She had assumed that they were just these big beasts of burden, nothing really important about them. Maybe little Oaks Down would change her mentality about the animals and herself too.
She slipped her hands into the back pockets of her designer jeans and switched her attention to the woman that had suddenly appeared by the open barn doors. Adrianna continued walking, taking the few seconds it took to reach her destination to observe the woman. The woman was dressed for work, that was obvious, with boots and a generic button-up. Her jeans were a bit dusty along with the cowboy boots - apparently the woman dressed for work, not for fashion. D took in a big breath, realizing that her designer jeans, chic black blouse, and black leather boots were not designed for working purposes.It was obvious Adrianna had her work cut out for her.
D ran her tongue over her lips and then lifted one corner of her mouth in a smirk. "Good morning. Stella, what a pretty name." Adrianna said, greeting the woman as warmly as she could manage this time before noon before reaching out to shake the woman's outstretched hand. "I'm Adrianna. It's a pleasure to meet you." The small talk grated against D's nerves - she had never been one to beat around the bush - but she reminded herself she had to play nice. No one took kindly to mean, trespassing strangers.
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Post by Stella on Jan 10, 2012 16:35:23 GMT -5
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Post by paddeh on Jan 14, 2012 18:01:26 GMT -5
While talking, you guys didn't notice the atmosphere in the air change, and a deadly thunderstorm is starting to brew. Better find some shelter to wait it out!
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