Bear Creek Equestrian Center (RP Thread)

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    OOC:
    No I don't hate anybody except my cat sometimes :)


    IC:
    Matt nodded "well, Kim Mattew, but I prefer to be called Matt," he pondered on the interesting fact about himself and finally decided. "and I have two pet hedgehogs named ferdy and coggs." He said with a smiled on his face. Destiny rolled her eyes at her brothers interesting fact "I-I'm destiny." She said a bit quietly trying to figure out what to say, she finally decided to share something about her locket, "t-his locket I wear was passed down to me from my mother, she got it from her mother and so on." She explained rubbing her finger on the old heirloom. (I keep forgetting about Matt and destiny's dogs. I'll pretend in a cage in the back of the truck or somthin. :P )



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    When they approached the picket fence, Tantamount's ears instantly pricked forwards, chewing on the bit in his mouth. Pulling alongside it, he suddenly lunged forwards, and Ashlie quickly turned his head towards the fence. The gelding began prancing sideways, hopping like a circus horse as his chewing became more forceful. Ash grimaced, knowing that if she allowed him to turn his head, he would take off. "Uhhhmmmm," she said, the last note turning into a squeal as the reins were jerked from her hands with the forceful turn of the Thoroughbred's head. His neck stretched out as he lunged into a full-blown gallop, speeding past the others. Ash continued to let out a high-pitched shriek, though it turned into a gleeful giggle as she righted herself, found her reins again, and hunkered down into a long-rein jockey position. She eventually pulled back on the reins, slowing Tantamount down before turning the black horse, letting him gallop back the way he came. She managed to stop him, seemingly both happy and embarrassed, though the gelding offered a content whinny.

    Eli simply raised an eyebrow at Ashlie and laughed, understanding why she was happy and why she let him run. Wyatt thought for a second, trying to think of a fact. "Hi, I'm Wyatt. I can say the abc's backwards." Eli and Luke sniggered at Wyatt's fact, thinking it was ridiculous.


    [[haha it's fine]]

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    Matt gasped as ash raced past him but he had to turn his attention to freedom before he could watch to make sure she was ok. The big gelding had been spooked by the horses sudden outburst and shook his head, his nostrils flared. The big gelding pranced a bit stopping for a moment and half rearing before Matt could calm him down. He sighed, it might have been a bad idea to ride freedom before he was even used to the place. Destiny pulled dream over to walk beside freedom in an attempt to calm after his hooves reached the ground once more. "It's ok boy." Matt murmured rubbing his hand on the clydesdale's neck.



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    "Sorry!" Ash offered guiltily as she saw Freedom rear up. Tantamount tossed his head, switching his tail occasionally, though settled down as she rubbed the ball of her hand around the sides of his neck near his withers. "Boy's practically fresh off the tracks; still gets the urge to gallop near fences and gates."

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    "It's ok." Matt told her kindly "at least no one got hurt." He dismissed the problem with a pat on freedoms neck as he fell back in line with the others. Destiny let dream fall back behind freedom when she saw he had calmed down considerably, but the big Gelding still had a bit of a wild look in his eyes and his ears kept flicking back and forth as if searching for a certain sound.



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    Glancing back to make sure everyone was okay Eli called out "Ashlie, it's your turn to kind of introduce yourself." Luke smiled at Ashlie, encouraging her.


    [[low muse, mobile and at school]]

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    "Uhmmmm..." Ashlie continued to rub Tantamount as she followed in line with the others. "Ashlie Cross, most just call me Ash. Hmm.." She paused, confused, before continuing on uncertainly. "And... I'm from the UK." She let her English accent slip and added, "Devon, England, to be exact. The beaches and plains there are to die for!" A broad smile curved up on her lips as Tantamount snorted, as if agreeing, though he had never been to England in the first place.

    [hr]

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    Matts smiled looking at her. "England, that sounds interesting " he commented putting on a fake English accent. "Matt." Destiny whispered looking over at her brother, sometimes he could be really annoying as brothers are.
    //low muse.



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    Smiling Luke nodded his head then realized it was his turn. "I'm Luke, um, I can play the guitar and sing." He said awkwardly. Eli scoffed and rolled her eyes, mimicking Luke in a high pitched voice. Wyatt laughed and shook his head, his siblings being ridiculous.

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    Ashlie mustered a small smile, trying not to laugh at Luke's attempt of her accent. The sound escaped, however, when Eli repeated his words. Tantamount's ears spiked forwards, nostrils flaring at the sudden burst of noise, almost setting him off again but Ash held fast to the reins.

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    A rusty, weatherbeaten old truck rumbled up the driveway, and parked with an amateurish lack of accuracy.
    Hazel jumped out and had to slam the door a few times to shut it properly, before going round the back to unload her horse.
    "Hey, boy." she smiled as she lowered the ramp and went inside, feeding the black horse a carrot and stroking his velvety muzzle. Hazel then unloaded him and stood in the middle of the car park, not sure where to go.

    Luke and Wyatt's head turned towards center, hearing doors slam. The boys quickly rock-paper-scissors, and Luke won so he turned and left for the center. Eli bit her lip, but it quickly changed to a smile. "We'll just go on without him." She said, and Wyatt moved to the back of the group, bringing up the rear.

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    Tantamount snorted again, tossing his head and dancing in place. Wrapping the reins around one of her hands, Ashlie pulled downwards so that he bent his head, using the other to scratch him beneath the neck, right between his withers. "Calm down," she huffed, giving him a good pat before urging him onward as Wyatt slipped in behind her and Luke left. The doors started the equine, causing Ash to sigh.

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    "Sorry, Ashlie." Wyatt says, sheepishly smiling at her. Eli glanced at her brother before looking forward again. "Well if everyone's ready to, we can go ahead and start trotting if you want?" She asked, flashing a quick smile.

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    Ashlie flashed a brief smile back, her facials turning into concentration as she struggled to calm Tantamount down. "If you behave yourself, Boy, until this is over, I'll breeze you real quick. Otherwise you need to quiet." The black gelding (I think he's a gelding. I forget.) snorted, picking up his legs in a trot, though a very short one so that he stayed at the pace of a walk.

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    Shiloh hummed to the radio, pretty in tune, as usual, but the song was overplayed, anyway. Se had never felt more embarrassed. She was at least an hour late from when they wanted all the new riders for Bear Creek. She had slept in too late since she was up really late packing up the trailer for the multiple hour long drive, even pushing the speed on the highway. She turned the large jacked up black Chevy down the driveway, going a little fast, but slowing before she got close to the barn, it would be even more embarrassing if she spooked somebody's horse. She pulled into an open trailer spot and slid to a perfect stop.
    She suddenly became aware of her attire, cut off shorts, made from an old pair of Miss Mes, old Browning T shirt, a pair of Roper's, and her long wavy hair falling to her hips. She hit her head on the steering wheel multiple times, "Shiloh Meredith-Taylor Monroe!" She cursed herself, but finally gave up and killed the ignition.
    The next thing about Shiloh, when you see a Chevy truck, jacked up with a grill guard, pulling an old two horse trailer, you expect to see somebody who can get out of that truck without having to use the step. That dose not apply to Shi. She slips her 5'3 frame from the seat and has to jump out.
    So shorty closes her truck door behind her, two halters in hand, wearing not-riding clothes, and heads to the back door of the trailer.

    (silently chanting otp for shiloh and luke)


    Luke made his way down the driveway behind the trailer, stopping when everyone got out of the their trucks. He rested his Auburn hat on the horn of the saddle and slipped off, smiling at everyone and clapping once. "Alright, hi guys. I'm Luke, my sister is over there, she's the manager here, my brother and I are just assistants. Go ahead and tack up, then we'll head off towards the trails." He said smiling, he knew the whole speech word by word. Eli had drilled it into him, and he's said it so many times he didn't even have to think about saying it. His gaze shifted over to the short girl who didn't look tall enough to reach the stirring wheel in the truck. He grinned at her before climbing back on and riding back down the driveway, reaching the end and stopping.


    Eli moved into a trot and made sure everyone was okay before moving into a faster trot. Smiling she leaned forward and moved further away from the fencing, more towards the opening in the woods. Her red hair spilled out from under her Auburn hat and flowed behind her.

    *OTP, OTP*



    Shiloh stepped out of the way seeing a guy ride up the driveway, on a sure handsome horse. "Woah there, Cowboy." Shiloh smirked glancing up at him. She turned back around and unlatched the back door, greeted by a nicker from Wonder and a snort and kick from Stori. She smirked and little and pulled the ramp down, she dusted off her hands, "Sorry I'm a little late." SHiloh apologized and went over to shake his hand, having to almost fully extend her arm, "Shiloh Monroe."

    "Luke Spokane," He replied, shaking her hand. He smiled down at her, his dimples popping. Spot nosed Shiloh's pockets, looking for treats and/or something to play with. He noticed this and bumped the reins with a warning. Spot sighed and looked forward, though his ears were focused on the pair. "You don't look like you're dressed for riding, more like dressed for a county fair or something." He laughed, a hint of his Southern accent showing through.