Saddle Brook Riding Academy RP Thread *sign ups inside-always welcome to join*

Charlie chuckled at this thought. When he saw a truck driving into a driveway he looked at the sign on the side of it.Calypso Ranch 'Look!'

-i went to 13th Door last night. My friends asked 3 guys to come with us. I screamed very loudly. Lol

Kingsley walked up to the ticket booth. " 5 ticjets please"

Ooc- Lulz

Ic- Frankie blinked. That sounds like Thane of the Wilds, Wilder... "There's a horse box!" Frankie stopped the car.

Charlie saw it and opened his window. He whistled and there was a whinny in return. 'Grant whinnies when I whistle!'

Ooc- Night! I'm going to sleep now

Ic- Frankie called softly, "Wilder? Thane?" A horse neighed in reply. "My horse!" Frankie gasped, her face turning white.

Ooc- When did her horse get stolen? Lol, night.

Ic- Charlie looked at the trailer, before jumping out of the car and running after it. Her ran up to the passenger door and pulled it open angrily.

Ooc- The same time! He's gotten stolen once before though, as he's a purebred Danish Warmblood.

Ic- Frankie jumped out of her Landrover, and started to uncouple the horsebox. She managed to attach it to the back of her car, then stormed up to the driver.

The man looked amazed to see these angry people. He recognised the boy. 'Charlie, why the hell are you here? I gave up on buying your horse.'

"So you stole his horse, and Thane of the Wilds!" Frankie was fuming, her usually pretty face scarlet with anger.

'Nope, I stole no 'orses. Come look at 'em.' He said, hopping out and walking around to the back of the truck. Charlie closely followed and helped him get the ramp down. Inside was two horses.

Frankie looked at Charlie, then at the horses in the quite dirty horse-box.

'Grant, here boy.' Charlie said. One of the horses pricked his ears up, and nickered to Charlie.

"Thane." The other horse neighed, trotting it's hooves. (Rushing)

"See, our horses. Give us them back." Charlie said to the man, sounding pretty mean.

The man just looked at them. "I have no clue what you are talking about. These are my horses."

"I'm an instructor at Saddle Brook Riding Academy, and that is my horse!" Frankie shouted, pointing at the rearing Danish Warmblood. "That is Thane of the Wilds, Wilder, my bloody horse!" She took a deep breath, then muttered again and again, distraught that yet another dishonest guy had stolen her horse. "I'm gonna sue, I'm gonna sue your ass off." She looked positively terrifying, her hair all around her face.

Charlie walked up the ramp, and noticed marks on Grant's rump. "You have been hitting him. And, look at his face!" The big stallion had a small halter on, with broken straps that had been rubbing against his face.

"And look at Thane's condition!" Frankie's voice softed. Thane of the Wilds was shivering, covered in sweat, and surrounded by manure. "Unacceptable." Frankie whipped out her Iphone and started to dial. 99- (American version ->) 91-

The man came and tried to grab her phone, wrapping his fingers around it. She had already pushed the button, but he threw it still.

Frankie yelled in pain; he had pinched her. "You are so fricking out of order!" She tried to loosen his fingers, but he held her wrist tightly. "You call the police Charlie! Get in my car so he can't get you!" She threw the keys of the grey Landrover to Charlie.

"Dont let him touch Grant!" Charlie called, before running past the man. He made a grab for Charlie but missed. The teenager hopped in the car and locked it, ringing the police on is phone. He moved the car so it was blocking the driveway, and the truck couldn't move.