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Post by MELISSA KENNETH}} on Jul 19, 2009 11:26:48 GMT -6
Just promise me one thing,
when we reach the big field in the sky,
will you always be there for me?
Ahh, the sights the sounds the beauty it was all here with her first love horses. The littlest things made her day like sitting in a emereld green pasture picking grass and daisys while watching her closest friend graze with a heavenly glow that surrounded his dappled grey hide. It was all so peaceful, so serene it was almost perfect. The slight breeze that made the blades woosh and dance in the airs open and welcoming breezes. The settle munching of the gelding eating only a few strides away from where she sat leaned up againest the pastures fences looking up towards the skys and watching the clouds pass by picking out ones that looked like so and so.
She sighed with contentment, a velvetine muzzle rubbing up againest her hands as she crossed her legs and close her eyes only to be disturbed as a muzzle rang up her clothing and breathed heavely in her features. She smiled keeping her eyes closed before opening them and seeing the greys muzzle and features staring at her with the most dazed look on his smug features that made her laugh pushing his head away from her and tucking her legs up towards her chest. "Go eat I'm enjoying my self," her voice flew to the auds of the grey as he stood above her shaking his head before he suddenly felt a burst of energy within.
A day on a trailer does that to you, you know. Backing away he began to prance on his daggers his tail intwining as he pranced around his forelegs kicking out from beneath his as he pawed the ground and flung his head up and basically anywhere. He snorted loudly halter in the midst of the field as he stood there staring at her for a moment his auds pricked and looking much like a fawn in a meadow starstruck with fear only more like rage for this wild dappled fawn.
She was expecting it, with a squeal the dappled rose up on his hinds and began to savagly kick out with his front forelegs arching his neck and squealing with joy before he came crashing down upon the dew covered blades of green. With one last buck of energy he began to race himself around the pasture along the fence line attracting a nearby gelding beside his pasture to come barreling along the fence line after him the two neck in neck as they were detirmed to beat the other. She smiled watching him claim his bosting rights as he skidded to a halt inches before the fencing came to a stop. His thoroughbred bloodlines kicking in as he flung his head up towards the other gelding and arched his neck over the fence smelling the other equine.
The two arched their necks taking in each others scents as they stood as if they were statues before the other gelding took it as an oppurtunity to be the first to freak. He squealed a girlish shreak as he flunt his head up leading Ticket to squeal louder and run off his tail flagged wildly. Melissa laughed as she got up brushing off her jeans as the dappled grey burst into high gear towards her skidding to a halt a stride away from her. His breathing was in rasp as he arched his neck towards her leaning his bodice into her. She could feel the dampness of his little spirt of energy, "and to think I thought you were somewhat in shape." She laughed as she patted his forehead outlining his forelock before shooing him off.
He settled down more now only trotting around for a bit with the other gelding before he went back to grazing contently, Melissa took her seat back near the fence post leaning up againest it and dozing off picking grass and making chains with it. It was a warm day the sky was clear and the grass green. Luckily there was a large tree next to his pasture near the fence so she took shade leaning on the fence and in the shade as he grazed and often would find his way coming over to her. She couldn't really leave him alone otherwise he'd find his way back into the barn trying to find a companion. He couldn't be left alone he was afraid to be alone. He was just a big baby at heart. Until she found another horse that he'd get along with she'd have to sit with him.
word count;; 751
muse;; great
inspiration;; bored and music
comments;; prefferably someone who would get along with mel please <3 [/blockquote] |
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Post by Morgandy Vandelaar on Jul 19, 2009 17:37:32 GMT -6
Morgan walked along the white fence of the pasture. She took a deep breath, reveling in the smells, sights, and sounds of the pasture. The three S's, as she liked to call them. That fresh earthy smell, azure sky, and the green grass crunching under her shoes. It really was a wonderful life. Morgan stopped, folding her arms across the top of the fence and watched a lone horse prance and buck around the pasture. Morgan sighed as she admired the horse. He was a beautiful dappled grey, built very nicely. She thought back to her own horse back in the stables, maybe she would like a nice romp out here sometime. Morgan's thinking was interrupted as the horse reared, forelegs pawing the air. He squealed with obvious excitement before falling back to the ground. The gelding began to run around the pasture. A horse from the adjacent pasture perked his ears up, obviously interested in whatever the grey was doing. With a snort, he rushed up to the fence and the two raced to the end. Inches before the fence came to a stop, the grey slid to a stop. He straightened himself out and lifted his head up to sniff at the other horse. It almost seemed like the horse was smiling. As Morgan thought this, her mouth curled into a smile herself. Ah, the antics of these crazy ponies. Morgan just loved it. She watched with anticipation as the horses stood rock still, nostrils expanding as they pulled in fresh air. And then the other horse broke from his concentration and turned and ran into the center of his own pasture, bucking and kicking all the way. The grey horse took the hint and spun around, tail held high. It was only then that Morgan noticed the girl in the pasture with him standing up. The dappled grey stopped only a couple of feet away from her. She watched as she patted his forelock. That horse probably belongs to her. Morgan thought. The girl turned around and walked back to where she was sitting before, leaning against one of white poles of the wooden fence. The girl started to fall asleep, and Morgan felt a bit stalker-ish. She chuckled at the thought and hopped off from the fence she was standing on. She continued walking along the fence, wanting to meet this mystery girl. She didn't rush or anything, she just took her time. Morgan glanced up at the sky, watching as the clouds slowly floated past her eyes. And her mind started to wander. Before she knew it, she was standing next to the tree outside of the pasture. Morgan didn't know if the girl saw her coming or not. Hey! She didn't know what else to say, so she stood there awkwardly waiting for a reply.
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Post by MELISSA KENNETH}} on Jul 20, 2009 8:02:06 GMT -6
you never know what you want,
and you never say what you mean.
but I start to go insane,
everytime that you look at me.
you only hear half of what I say;
and you're always showing up too late;
and I know that I should say goodbye,
but it's no use.
can't be with or without you.
Hey! the sound of a femmines voice from behind her awoke her from her day dreaming, she jumped not expecting it before standing up quickly and patting of the bottom of her ripped jeans and sky blue polo. "Oh, hi" she said relieved it wasn't a staff member upset that she was in the pasture. The girl stood awkwardly next to the tree and Melissa gave her a small smile, "I'm Melissa Kenneth, you can call me Mel" she decided to introduce herself first.
The stead pounding on the blades of green came into earshot and Melissa turned around to see Ticket making his way over to them. He snorted loudly shaking his head so that she got everything in sight have his boogys on it. Luckily she hopped away in time not to get some on her, hopefully the girl was out of distant. After his little sneezing fit and one last snort her joined her at the side of the fence his muzzle making its ways through the fencing as he bent side ways trying to reach the girl on the other side.
She patted his neck hanging an arm over his tall withers and watching him struggle as he tried to find an angle that would fit his head through the fence. She laughed a little as his kissers wiggled and finally he gave up bringing his head up high and revealing his pearly whites so everyone could see them as his kissers curled up and his eyes closed. His tendrals flowing in the breezes as they danced in the open air. His eye lashes batting wildly before he brought his head into an arch seeing a rounder in Mel's hand. He took it eagerly thinking no more about trying to fit his head through the white fences.
Realizing the girl was still there she gave an apologetic smile, "This is ticket," she said patting the geldings shoulder and wiping off loose dirt on his coat, before she goes riding she'd have to groom him extra good and maybe a bath after from the looks of it. The grey bent his head before rubbing it againest her chest lifting her off the ground a little before going at it again. "Cut it off.." she mumbled to him as he grew bored of this game and lifted his head over the fence to get attention from the girl.
word count;; 401
muse;; pretty good
insperation;; my horse does this all the time just thought I'd write it out haha (:
comment;; ehh not too long sorry! [/blockquote] |
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