♠Hunters Vale Equestrian Farm♠

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    He shrugged and went normal. "I have no clue what you're talking about." He said in an emotionless voice.

    [img width=339 height=510]http://i39.tinypic.com/2gsnacn.jpg[/img]
    ♠Tori♠Jay♠Rue♠


    [color=black]Tori walked Coin to her tack bag and pulled out her polocorsse racket and ball along with her stock saddle and boots. She mounted and clicked him into a walked picking up the ball as she walked hoping that none of the other horses with spook. She though the ball around and picked it up again. Then she though is against the wall and catching it.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ➶ мιsтү sωιғт ➷ ().

    "Nice." He showed her Coin's stall. "We're all trading phones numbers in case of an emergency." Cal said smiling.

    Liam's fathers Ram Truck screeched to a stop in the parking lot after nearly sending the steel gates flying. The 17 year old boy had his head buried in his hands. "Da, you didn't have to drive me. I can drive," he muttered sternly. Conrad, his father. Let out a deep rumble of a laugh as he swung his door open. Still embarrassed though they were alone, Liam wanted to get this over with. He opened up the passenger door and let Conrad kiss his forehead before heading for the red trailer. The doors creaked open, and the silhouette of Indiana painted a weak grin on Liam's face. He raced up the ramp, his paddock boots clomping noisily, and threw his arms around the paint's neck. Indiana nickered softly and butted Liam with his muzzle. Liam smile and slipped the leather halter on his head, taking a moment to admire the worn copper nameplate. Then, he clipped on what he called, "The Candy Cane Lead Rope," because of it's red and white patterning. He lead his horse out into the gravel parking lot, notifying his father to await in the car. jogged towards the barn while Indiana trotted at his side. When he reached the barn, he lead Indiana into Stall #7, taking off the lead rope and draping it over the halter hook. He patted his horses slightly sweaty neck before sprinting back up to Conrad's truck and in the shady trailer. He put the saddle on one arm and put the blanket on the other. He then slipped both his suitcase handle and the bridle on his wrists. It was a load to carry, that was for sure. But Liam didn't want his father to come down to the barn. He stumbled down to the barn this time, letting a sigh of relief escape from his pursed lips when he reached his destination. Like a flash, he set up his saddle and bridle in the tack room and hung his blanket on the rail outside of Indi's stall. Then he strode out to where the others stood. "We're exchanging numbers? Got it!" He pulled out his navy blue IPhone 5S. "Who wants to trade?"

    Pilar watched as the new guy walked into the phone number exchanging extravaganza. He'd be kinda cute.. if his ego didn't get in the way. Pilar thought with half a smile on her face. She leaned up against the barn. She had almost everyone's number.


    Cal looked over at Pilar and grinned. After he finished exchanging with ego guy, Liam, we walked over to her.

    Pilar grinned back. "So, your majesty, how did it feel to exchange your number with egotistic dude over there." she asked quietly as he approached her. She suppressed a small laugh.


    Pilar laughed for real. She pushed his arm playfully and went over to exchange numbers with Liam. "Exchange?" she asked holding out her phone.


    [fancypost bgcolor=; background-color: light pink; border: border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#4a4a4a; borderwidth=1pt; width: 450px;][fancypost bgcolor=; height: 150px; width: 400px; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 10px; background-image: url(http://static.tumblr.com/ebe7e…b3hwt4mb1rgbtigo1_500.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -30px; letter-spacing: -2px; opacity: 0.5; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;][align=center]come on baby, with me[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px;width: 400px; font-family: sylfaen; font-size: 14px; margin-top: -5px; color: teal; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform:][align=center][glow=grey,2,300]we're gonna fly away from here ♥[/glow][/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 400px; background-color: #1A1A1A; font-size: 15px; font-family: sylfaen; margin-right: 13px; margin-left: 13px; text-align: justify; background-color: grey; padding: 13px; color: #000000; margin-top: 6px; opacity: 4; margin-bottom: 4px;]
    (Has anything really significant happened? Should I bother to read the previous pages? :P)


    Eve guided the lorry up the driveway and parked. She got out and unloaded Hershey, Alfie and Dee, looking around her.