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Post by Noelle Launge on Aug 13, 2009 21:54:18 GMT -6
Noelle sighed. She picked up Dutches and stroked her. She sat on the couch. Looking out the window expectantly. She looked at Dutchess. Look at me. What has he done. Make me a softey? She craddles her brown and white ferret. I just cant stay away from him though..I just can't. She got up and put Dutches on the ground. She grabbed her car keys and ran out the door locking it and getting into her car. She pulled out the driveway and sped down the road. She turned up a fast beat song. Soon she was at the stables. She got out locked the door and went straight to the arena. She smiled once she got there. She sat on the bleachers. You go cowboy![ /b] She yelled to the other side.
She sat there pretty as can be. Hoping that he will just get off the horse and go back to her house.. Well technically their house now. She took off her sunglasses and put them atop her head. She watched him ride the gorgeous stallion. She winnked at him as he walked by. She walked up to the fence. You look unbleiveable sexy up there babe. She said. Smiling leaning over the fence to pat his horse.
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Post by colin reede on Aug 14, 2009 14:57:33 GMT -6
"Look who's talkin'." He answered, grinning. The stallions head raised beautifully, ears perked as he felt another hand on his neck, other than the two Colin was using to hold onto the reins. "I'm amazed you came." He stated, grinning. "Want on? I think I'm gonna gallop him a bit." He said, letting the chestnut have more reins.
The stally nickered tenderly, shaking his head and making his long, tangle free mane rest flawlessly on his large neck. Colin's stallion was tall, atleast seventeen hands, so Noelle had to reach up a ways. "Come on!" Colin said, grinning. He pulled on her hand, trying to get her on the stallion. "He'll be good." He stated. "I promise."
Dusty was doing amazing today, so he probably would be fine with Elle. Grinning harder, he leaned down and kissed her, hand on her cheek, still firm in the saddle, with no intintion on getting down yet. No way. Not yet. Dusty needed to be ridden, so he was going to be. It was saturday. Colin's only day off was sunday, and that made him need to work his boy harder on saturdays. And he had no intintion in bringing the stallion to the show. Not this time.
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Post by Noelle Launge on Aug 15, 2009 18:42:53 GMT -6
Noelle looked up at him. Double? OKay. Sure. Noelle kissed him back then reached up and jumped on. Her mare was a good 17hh- 17.1hh. She held onto Colin's waist. She kissed the back of his neck. Holding on tighter. She giggled. Let's ride. Oh yeah. Beiju my Pommie misses you. She smiled. Oh, and you should get your stuff and bring it to our house. She said. She clucked, she wanted a good ride that would be fun. Just galloping around with Colin. She clucked again getting the horse into a trot. Let's gallop!! She said. Laughing slightly. She urged Dusty forward into a gallop.
Woo! She yelled. Throwing her hands in the air. Holding onto Dusty with her legs. She closed her eyes. She really did love riding. She just wanted to stay home today. She smiled. As Dusty halted. She got off. I will be at home babe? Okay? She went on her tippy toes and kissed him quickly. She turned and walked off. Getting into her car and going home. She opened the door and walked up the stairs. She sat on the couch and lay down. Closing her eyes. Having a little nap.
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Post by jezebel stevens on Aug 22, 2009 18:57:02 GMT -6
Colin sighed slightly, watching her leave, then atlast he brought his boy to a gallop, working him hard around the arena. They both broke a sweat, Dusty worse than Colin had. Hey, it was no biggy. Finally the male slowly brought the horse to a trot, taking about twenty or thirty minutes to complete the process, and when he stopped, Colin could feel the stallion's sides heaving. He did amazing. The work had finally paid off.
Sighing again, Colin brought himself back to the fact he had to move boxes again. Well, it was a /good/ thing he hadn't even unpacked. He'd been with his friends for a couple weeks, and still hadn't felt like unpacking. But, he didn't have all the shit some people would have. He had what he needed, clothes, quite a few clothes, and a phone, camera, laptop, and his box full of movies. His amazing movies. Most rated R. But hey, wasn't that tipical?
The stallion put his head down, sniffing the new bedding in his stall. Atlast Colin was done, free to get his stuff and go to Noelle's. Walking from the stables, he broke into a sprint towards the car, getting in and breaking all speed limits to get to Aaron's.
"Dammit." Colin muttered, having completely forgotten about the new tuxedo cat he'd gotten, and his border collie. How the hell had that happened? Slamming a fist down, he sighed. Well, atleast the cat was still a kitten, and Ames was nine months old, trained to perfection. Getting his stuff in the car, he grabbed Isis, the kitten, and called the dog, walking speedily to the car. Oh the name of tthe cat was retarded. But his 'adopted' little sister had made him swear not to change it. Thea was always getting what she wanted. Speeding back to Noelle's, she picked Ames up, thankful he was so small and about thirty pounds.
Now, the question was where she? The dog in his arms yawned, looking adorable. Soon enough, Colin smirked, sitting lightly on the couch and putting Ames half down on Noelle, still holding him up.
Notes: I told you my muse was gone. This sucks. - .-
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