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Post by bluwings on Apr 17, 2008 23:01:05 GMT -5
Theo:
Ah-ha! here on the track, I found ladies' man Owen chatting with a girl from Sterling. Inky needed to stretch her legs, and I needed to escape to the secret glade for dressage- who knows, maybe I could practice with Mary Anne again?- before Whitley made me do some sort of chore for her. Most guys were totally fooled by her killer looks, charm, and fancy clothes; I wasn't. I was very excited to help Trillium to cream her at dressage during the competition!
People sometimes said Owen and I looked like brothers- what with our matching black mops and tendency to be wherever the horses were. However, we weren't even related!
"Hey, Owen, and girl-with-fast-horse!" I nodded to each of them in turn.
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Post by phantomstallion94 on Apr 18, 2008 7:22:32 GMT -5
Miley:
"oh no, more people. Owen, im sorry i got to go before Mr. Berryhill comes out," i whispered gathering up Stardust to send her back to Sterling, "it was a pleasure meeting you Owen," i whispered again and kissed him on the cheek. i blushed and slammed my heels into Stardust's side and we flew off out of the track and back to Sterling Stables.
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Post by hotspot on Apr 18, 2008 19:22:22 GMT -5
Owen:
"see ya-" and then, Miley, very Boldly, gave me a peck on the cheek. she gave Burst of Stardust a kick and they were off flying. woooooow. i suppose i could have caught her again, but i was in shock. the single thought that came to my mind was, what would arin think?
Theo trotted up on Incredible Credentials. "Hello, Theo, and Goodbye, bold-girl-with-fast-horse." i said, whistling under my breath since i hardly had much else to do. "did you see that?"
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Post by bluwings on Apr 18, 2008 20:16:01 GMT -5
Theo:
"Ummm, YEAH, I saw that. Aren't you going out with Arin, though?" Miley was a great rider and seemed very nice and all, but this had the potential to turn into a very, very awkward situation. "You know, Owen, I would not want to get on Arin's bad side. I watched a Trinity Irish Dance COmpany movie that Arin lent me once (when I said Irish Dance wasn't a sport) and they do some pretty vicious looking kicks... she could do you some serious damage!"
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Post by phantomstallion94 on Apr 19, 2008 9:27:39 GMT -5
Miley:
after Stardust and i got into the woods i slowed her to a walk. "i cant believe i just did that," i said patting my horse on the neck.
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Post by hotspot on Apr 20, 2008 14:48:39 GMT -5
Owen:
"c'mon. we aren't going out." i said to Theo, giving him a bit of a glare. "i just helped her get her horse back to Sterling when he got hurt. but i wouldn't like to get on her bad side, either..." anyone with shoes that sharp needed to carry a weapon permit.
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Post by bluwings on Apr 20, 2008 17:54:58 GMT -5
Theo:
"Whoops, my bad about the going out thing!" I said sarcastically. "I meant it as a malapropism or hyperbole or metaphor or whatever it's called!" We watched as Miley gallopped off. "Care for a race around the track? Inky's gettign restless!" I warned Owen as my horse tossed her flaxen mane and gave me a snort of disapproval.
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Post by hotspot on Apr 20, 2008 22:14:24 GMT -5
Owen:
"Why not? it's because she knows that Ballerina could school her any day! we'll even give you a head start!" i judiciously backed Ballerina from the track. she snorted as if to say, "ooooooowned." "ready, get set, go, Theo!"
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Post by bluwings on Apr 21, 2008 16:42:15 GMT -5
Theo:
"Ha, HA, very funny." I gave Owen a mock glare. "Now, markgetsetgo!" I shouted and took off before Owen even knew what hit him! Inky wasn't a racehorse, but the arabian blood in her meant that she could definitely hold her own on the track!
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Post by phantomstallion94 on Apr 23, 2008 18:05:45 GMT -5
Justin:
as i led my horse Executive Quest down to the track, i saw a foggy gray mare gallop off with a female rider on her back. then i noticed to dudes on horses running around the track. i hopped up onto Quest and erged him into an easy jog, "howdy," i yelled to the boys.
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Post by bluwings on Apr 24, 2008 17:00:58 GMT -5
Theo:
"PAUSE!" I yelled over my shoulder to Owen. I pulled Inky into a trot, then went over to the new guy on the appaloosa. "Hey! Wanna race?" I asked. Inky was still keyed up and she pawed at the ground as if to say, 'Let's go already!'
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Post by hotspot on Apr 24, 2008 17:34:47 GMT -5
Owen:
"NOT FAIR!" i hollered, spurring Ballerina after Theo. as if bursting fromt he gate, she took off like a shot, but blew by Inky in a cloud of loamy dust as Theo skidded to a halt. a new guy on an appy was loping up to us. "howdy!" i said, smiling. "wanna race us? your horse looks like a QH, and Inky's got arabian blood, and Ballerina's a thoroughbred, so we've got the three fastest breeds all in one place."
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Post by phantomstallion94 on Apr 25, 2008 17:03:21 GMT -5
Justin:
"sure!" i said to the guys. "im Justin and this is Executive Quest. he is a barrel racer but he loves to run," i said.
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Post by bluwings on Apr 25, 2008 18:00:25 GMT -5
Theo:
"Same with Inky- we're competing in dressage, but she loves to run, too!" I said. "Should we start where the gates will be on the day of the race?"
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Post by hotspot on Apr 25, 2008 19:53:03 GMT -5
Owen:
"yeah!" i trotted ballerina up to the line in the dirt where the wee little maroon tractor would pull the gates up come the competition. if a horse could walk on tiptoe, she was, ready to run some more. "on your marks......."
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