The stable fire (A tame horse rp)

[Canadian Sunfeather]

Rune would look at Bree and Ebony before speaking "I'm from a small town just outside of Cork Ireland called Kinsale although my owner is currently looking for a stable closer to here" she said her voice having the hint of a slight irish accent, she noticed that she was not the only horse with a accent here which made her feel some what better as she was worried she was the only horse not local to the area at this stable, which so far she found a bit too fancy for her taste being used to smaller stables when she traveled away from her home land, "I sure hope our owners will be back soon from where ever they have gone" Rune said to the other horses before she paused to grab a drink from a water trough in her stall, that was filled with water that Rune could only describe as fresh but tasted a bit like the metal bit from her bridle it wasn't the best water she had tasted but for now it was fine.

[Canadian Sunfeather]

Neptune would shake his head a annoying fly had been buzzing him for about five minutes now, "I'm from Battle mountain Nevada" Neptune said as he tried to ignore the fly that was flying very close around his ears and forelock, "What is with this fly" Neptune said as he tried in every way possible to get rid of the fly that was annoying him, he was normally not bothered by flies but this one fly was being a big pest and would not leave him be, he stopped noticed that every mare but Rune was looking at him as if he had grown a second head, " I agree with Rune I can't wait till my owner Nicole gets back I want to stretch my legs" Neptune said as he started to act restless in his stall for a few minutes before drinking some water from the trough in his stall too, he had been in his stall a lot lately as Nicole said he needed to rest and recover from there last eventing show, which he had been or at least he thought he had been for the past few days, what he needed was some fresh air and maybe some time in the pasture, he had a lot of energy to burn right now that was just begging to be released soon.

[wingfeather]

Jack stamped and snorted as the trailer ramp was let down. His owner, Stefan, walked in and attached the lead rope to the halter of the dark horse. Confidently, Jack walked down the trailer and onto the pristine gravel, his ever alert ears suddenly caught a commotion to his side, in the arena. He couldn't quite tell what was going on. Stefan seemed to find the scene interesting as well Jack noticed. He flicked his long tail as he responded to the tug on the lead and followed his blond rider through the open stable doors. The place was new to him and he held his head high as he took in the new surrounding, though Stefan seemed quite familiar with it fortunately. He was used to constantly switching barns and stables, not that he enjoyed it, it was sometimes frustrating to leave a place after he had seemingly just got settled, but he learned to expect it after a time. There were many horses at this stable, a lot more than the last he had been at which was exclusively for endurance horses such as himself. He tried to get a look at every horse as he passed them, though it was difficult with there being so many. Suddenly Stefan turned and signaled for him to enter the stall. After removing the halter the owner walked out and bolted the door behind himself, ''I'll see you later,'' he said stroking his horse's forehead and walking away. Jack shook his mane out and turned to drink from the bucket containing his water.

[brooke0518]

Nodding, Bree looks over at Ebony, who ad begun talking. "I'm actually from France. That was where I was born. But I was sold and came here, when I was a yearling. Even now, I still have my accent," She says. Ebony did miss France, since that was where her family was, as well as a few friends, that she had grown up with, when she was a foal. But now, this was something that was expected. Her mother had said that as much, telling her that when she was put in the auction, she could end up anywhere. And this was where she was. Thankfully, she was able to communicate with the other horses around here. Hearing the ruckus, that was going on, just outside, she looks forward, exchanging a glance with Bree, even looking over at Rune and Echo, to gauge what was going on. She wondered if it was that male horse, who had seemingly tried to get her attention. He never spoke to her, but he seemed to perk up, when he looked at her.

[wingfeather]

Viking was led through the stalls, he writhed slightly beneath the saddle and made little hops bringing his fore hooves a few inches off the ground. The man holding his reins spoke calmingly to him and tried to bring his head lower, but it didn’t really do much. But soon he led the stallion into the stall. As soon as the saddle was lifted from his back Viking immediately settled down and relaxed his ears, nickering quietly. The stable hand took the bridal off and hung it up. He gave the horse a strange look before walking away to see how the rider was doing. As soon as he left Viking heard a very loud siren and a vehicle crunch to a stop.