The stable fire (A tame horse rp)

[Canadian Sunfeather]

This rp is set at a large luxurious stable that mysteriously catches fire you and a group of horses must escape the fire but will your owner be waiting for you is the next question as you escape the heat of the flames

Mares: Rune played by: Canadian Sunfeather Stall number: 4, Bree played by: Brooke0518 Stall number: 7, Echo played by: Mainehorse stall number: 6, Ebony played by: Brooke0518  stall number: 8, Satyr played by: Wingfeather  stall number: 1

Stallions: Viking played by: Wingfeather stall number: 20, Wolf played by: Canadian Sunfeather stall number:17


Geldings: Neptune played by: Canadian Sunfeather stall number: 12


 

[Canadian Sunfeather]

Rune would look around her stall she had never really been inside many luxurious stables before so this was all new to her, she knew some of these horses were a lot like her all pedigree horses with various champion bloodlines, she watched as a human entered her stall he would grumble as he grabbed a halter and lead rope and put them on her before leading her outside of the stall and stable, "Fancy pedigree horses..every one of them is spoiled" The human muttered under there breath as he would lead Rune into a fairly large pasture and unclip the lead rope and take off her halter, Rune would stop for a moment before galloping away from the main gate of the pasture at a slow gallop, she felt the wind brush against her face as she picked up speed then she stopped seeing a cluster of trees, she slowed down to a walk as she approuched the trees looking at each one with curiousity.

[wingfeather]

Satyr pawed nervously at the metal floor of the horse trailer. Her hoof made sharp banging sounds but it was hardly heard above the rattling of the trailer as they drove down the gravel driveway. Satyr had been away for a day, she and her owner had visited the arena where they and some others were to put on a dressage show in precisely three weeks. He had wanted for her to get a feel of the place so that it wouldn’t be entirely new for her when the show day came. “When will this be over,” she said moaning softly, she hated traveling, it always made her feel a little sick but she was glad that they were finally getting back to the stables. The vibrations beneath her legs eventually ceased as the truck ground to a halt. “Finally,” she thought with relief. Someone walked up to the back gate and unbolted the lock, sliding it back. The door suddenly slammed down startling her. The man who opened the door walked in and began untying the lead rope from where it tethered Satyr.

[mainehorse]

Echo snorts softly, tossing her head slightly as she was led down the ramp from her trailer. This was a new place she notes as she looks around. She could see other humans milling about with other horses. Most were pedigree horses... so what was she doing here? She wasn't some fancy pedigree horse from an extravagant bloodline as far as she was aware. She was a cross-breed. Her mother had been a paint and her father an appaloosa. But she was here now in any case, so she would make the best of it. It was a relief to be out of the trailer in any case. And before the trailer, she had been in another strange vehicle. The humans had called it a plane. She hadn't liked this plane... it was very loud and none of the other horses on the plane had seemed to like it either. All in all, it had been a long journey to get here and she was pretty done with being on the road. The air smelled different here. But the grass was just as green and she could smell her human nearby. And it was her human's father who was currently leading her while her human spoke to another human. So at least some things had remained the same.