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shay arabella
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Jul 06, 2015 08:53PM

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Okay! So which character/gender do you prefer for this one?
Sounds good to me! English or western?
Well, I mostly ride bareback so I have no preference nor a knowledgeable opinion. Mm... Western.

[ ALEKS MARCHANT ]
❝ full name Aleksandr Vitaly Marchant
❝ preferred Aleks
- Aleksandr is pronounced Alexander
- Aleks is pronounced Alex
❝ gender Male
❝ age Nineteen years [19]
❝ birth date September 1st
❝ origins Russian
❝ main trait Laid back
❝ + traits Loyal, humorous, brave, determined
❝ - traits Short temper, competitive, impatient
❝ riding style English
❝ Horse Bluegrass Bandit ; Stallion ; Irish Sport Horse
❝ appearance![]()
Sorry, but could you send a link to the GIFs? I can't see them on the app :/

[Sloan Harloe]
{Full name}Saloon Hailee Harloe
PreferredSloan
Against Shh, Red
{Gender} Female
{Age} 18
Birthdate October thirteenth
Origins Irish
{Main Trait} Uptight
Positive Traits
~Caring
~Good listener
~Selfless
~Loyal
Negative Traits
~Pessimist
~Sarcastic
~Anxious
~Depressing
{Riding Style} Western
Horse Spatzi Moonshine; Team roping/Barrel racing mare http://pinterest.com/pin/159807486753...
Appearance http://pinterest.com/pin/531706299733...
((Sorry they're links; like I said earlier, I'm on the app /: ))
{Full name}Saloon Hailee Harloe
PreferredSloan
Against Shh, Red
{Gender} Female
{Age} 18
Birthdate October thirteenth
Origins Irish
{Main Trait} Uptight
Positive Traits
~Caring
~Good listener
~Selfless
~Loyal
Negative Traits
~Pessimist
~Sarcastic
~Anxious
~Depressing
{Riding Style} Western
Horse Spatzi Moonshine; Team roping/Barrel racing mare http://pinterest.com/pin/159807486753...
Appearance http://pinterest.com/pin/531706299733...
((Sorry they're links; like I said earlier, I'm on the app /: ))
We can do either; sorry I've ben gone all day. I can start us off for the horse x rider one if you can start the rebel one.
I was thinking for horse x rider that may e her mare gets put in a pen near his stallion at the stables and she gets mad about that?
I was thinking for horse x rider that may e her mare gets put in a pen near his stallion at the stables and she gets mad about that?
Okay! How detailed are you? I can do anything but one-liners :)

Same!! Okay I'll get mine up soon.
The sour pang of manure and hoof shiner would always bug Sloan's friends and family, but it didn't bug her. It was like a weird perfume, that only which she could understand. Moving was hard, but it would have been easier if Sloane had been able to travel with her Mare, Spatzi. But these stupid things had to be handled with the move and her family and the decision had been made -without Sloan's consent, naturally- to send Spatzi onto the boarding stables ahead, alone, without her partner. Sloan still cursed the decision, but after two hard weeks without the 'perfume', the rancid smell was welcomed like an old relative.
After speaking with an attendant and being pointed down to a set of miniature paddocks -the type where each horse had it's own grazing space but was set up next to other horses- and Sloan went jogging to greet the mare. The sight of the gorgeous buckskin with the leopard spots (a sight most didn't like on buckskins, but Sloan felt Spatzi was all the more attractive for it) swelled Sloan's heart. She skidded to a stop in front of the gate, expecting a warm, inviting welcome but instead getting passed up for a large, gray gelding -god, it better be a gelding. Sloan hopped the fence and grabbed the halter hanging there, slowly approaching as she watched Spatzi stomp her back hoof and flick her tail with a squeal. The companion horse seemed distressed as well, pacing the fence. Sloan begged he wasn't a jumper as she ran forward and caught her mare's attention, slipping the halter on and leading her back to the gate. She waved at the first person she saw as she struggled with Spatzi's spastic attention. "Hey! Is that horse a stallion?" she questioned, placing a hand on her hip with a menacing glare. The stable would have hell to pay if it were.
After speaking with an attendant and being pointed down to a set of miniature paddocks -the type where each horse had it's own grazing space but was set up next to other horses- and Sloan went jogging to greet the mare. The sight of the gorgeous buckskin with the leopard spots (a sight most didn't like on buckskins, but Sloan felt Spatzi was all the more attractive for it) swelled Sloan's heart. She skidded to a stop in front of the gate, expecting a warm, inviting welcome but instead getting passed up for a large, gray gelding -god, it better be a gelding. Sloan hopped the fence and grabbed the halter hanging there, slowly approaching as she watched Spatzi stomp her back hoof and flick her tail with a squeal. The companion horse seemed distressed as well, pacing the fence. Sloan begged he wasn't a jumper as she ran forward and caught her mare's attention, slipping the halter on and leading her back to the gate. She waved at the first person she saw as she struggled with Spatzi's spastic attention. "Hey! Is that horse a stallion?" she questioned, placing a hand on her hip with a menacing glare. The stable would have hell to pay if it were.

Aleksandr whistled a tune happily as he strolled into the grand stables. The place he would be spending the next few years at, at least he planned to. His stallion was currently prancing around and grazing out in one of the beautiful pastures out front. He just needed to go and get Bandit's halter and lead rope so he could start training with his riding team. The lesson was quite early today, which he hated. He has never been a morning person, ever. "This lesson better be worth it," he mumbled to himself. The young English rider made his way to the tack room, fetching Bandit's blue halter and rope. On his way back outside, Aleks ran into a fellow English rider. Just his luck, it was one he didn't like to much - Emma. The girl never knew how to shut up, he wasn't sure how her horse could stand it. If he was her horse, that girl would be on the ground more than in the saddle. After being stuck in a conversation with the girl, he was finally able to excuse himself and rush out to the pastures before the girl could bring something else up.
Making his way to the pasture he knew his horse was in, he caught sight of a female he hadn't recognized immediately. Either she was new, or a Western rider. He didn't know much of the Western riders, nevertheless seen them. If he wasn't in a lesson than he was either hanging out with his fellow classical rider friends or in his room. He watched as the girl went into the same pasture that he was headed for, fetching a beautiful mare. Once close enough, he was a bit surprised when the girl waved for his attention and asked a question about his horse that was in the pasture. "Uhh.." he trailed off, looking at the dapple grey grazing before turning his gaze back to her. "Yes, it is. His name is Bandit, and his mine," he finally replied to her before making his way into the pasture and giving a piercing whistle for his horse. He watched as the stallion lifted his head and trotted over.