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[darque]

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At the end of the day, day you can't regret it
If you were trying, if you were trying
At the end of the day, day I'm walking
With a heart of a lion, yeah

Griffin had never been a big fan of small cars around horses but this car was a joke. Someone's blue smart car had broken down right at the entry gate to Crossfire Farms, the barn he was going to be riding at for awhile and now he couldn't maneuver the dark red heavy duty Ford truck along with his two horse trailer into the parking lot. Not to mention that his two geldings were starting to get fed up with all the driving that they had done in one day, especially a day that was unusually hot for late spring. So temper running high, he went to get out of his car and give this person a piece of his mind and then they finally sped off back toward the road. What they had been doing he had no idea but Griffin was certainly glad that they were gone. He carefully pulled in and slid to a gentle stop right at the stable doors. Quickly locating stalls 43 and 44 he ran back to the car. Both horses were greeting the new barn in such a loud tone that it made him smile while he swung open windows and put leads onto their halters.

Quickly unlocking the big back door he got both horses out in an orderly manner. With Rap looking around calmly on his left and Angel prancing like a 2 year old on his right, he quickly got them to their stalls. Rap he just pushed into the box, knowing that the travel savy horse would not mess his shipping boots or padded halter, he walked the black into the stall and shut the door. Avoiding being kicked, he unvelcroed the tall black pads that went up past his hocks, pulled out the tail protecter and tail bag and unbuckled the halter off his head. All of this was dumped on the ground in front of his stall for the moment while he took care of his other man. The big black boy may be Griffin's up and coming prospect, he could never love him as much as he loved the gray gelding. Heaven's Rapture had been with him through to much. He mused these thoughts as he took all the shipping equipment from both horses and dumped it into the back of the truck and perched himself on the edge of the car, idly playing with his lip ring and wanting a cigarette.

notes: hullo. first post here =D
wearing: polyvore!
horse: both Rap and Angel
word count: four hundred and four
song lyrics: Heart of a Lion - Kid Cudi

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Danielle could have cared less about what she was doing at the moment. But apparently the large paint stud she was handling had a different idea. She had just wanted to walk around the barn and play some parelli games with Cayenne, and all he wanted to do was go show off for some mares a few stalls down from him. Danielle was not at all amused with the painted horse’s antics and was getting kind of fed up with his actions. Her temper was about to flare to a new high. She jerked on his turquoise halter as she had not taken the time to throw his stud chain on figuring she could handle him if he decided that he was boss. Cayenne tossed his head high in the air and when she went to go grab the nose band he bobbed his head multiple times making Danny’s knuckles crack. She rolled her eyes wrapping her hand around the nylon halter and gripping it to hold his head still. He continued trying to throw his head only to pull Danny’s arm up with him and her yanking him back down to her level. Today was particularly hot putting her into a neutral mood as she was used to this kind of weather despite the lack of humidity. She walked as casually as she could leading the testosterone driven horse behind her occasionally having to pop him in the nose as he was getting too mouthy. She had made it to the end of the barn aisle when someone with a two horse trailer was in the process of pulling through the drive way and into the parking area. She sighed gripping the lead rope tighter as Cayenne always seemed to get antsy when trailers were around seeming to think that he was going to a show of some sort. He started to prance and she sighed tapping his flanks to make him flex trying to get his attention. Cayenne being who he is didn’t stop just kept staring ears perked at the trailer that was now in park in front of them. She walked him out the doors and to the side of the barn. She swung the excess rope in a circle attempting to make the large horse move around her in a circle. She knew he could do it as he was a barrel horse but he acted as if he had never been lunged in his life. Danny watched her horse as he pricked his ears as the calls of the geldings curious as to who they where and why they where in ‘his’ stable. His nostrils flared revealing the pink on the inside of his nose. He huffed still trying to identify the two horses. His mixed matched green and blue eyes peering toward the vehicle. He outstretched his muzzle as he had stopped listening to Danny who at the moment was rolling her eyes and standing off to one side also observing the boy who was handling the two gelding who had backed out of the two horse. They where both quite good looking horses one a black and the other a grey. The two where an odd mix one prancing and the other as calm as could be unlike the chestnut paint next to her. Who was still trying to go forward and make his presence known. They disappeared down the aisle way the stallions attention turning back to the petite girl beside him. She pulled a treat out of her pocket she pointed to the ground the stallion observed her for a moment crystal clear eyes shone with intelligence he knew the cue as they had practiced it before. He slowly buckled his knees and lowered himself to the ground. She smirked knowing she had taught him well and outstretched her hand for him to take the treat. He lipped at it before quickly devouring it whickering to himself. She then pulled a chain from her pocket feeding it through his halter she clipped the lead to it taking the other end and attaching it to the side of the halter making a makeshift hackamore with it as his nose was very sensitive. Danny had to admit she was a bit of a show off especially with someone right across from her. She sat of his back quickly clicking to him. She laced her fingers through his thick mane bracing herself for the sudden surge of power he took when getting up. O.P. Threw himself up almost unseating her. Usually she would have Swung up on him from ground but hey where’s the fun in that? She them nudged him with her heel sending him off into a quick paced walk. She made an awkward attempt at being friendly as she wasn’t one to just introduce herself. “Um, Hi I’m Danielle.”

TAG: Griffin
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[darque]

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At the end of the day, day you can't regret it
If you were trying, if you were trying
At the end of the day, day I'm walking
With a heart of a lion, yeah

Griffin sat on the edge, thinking about Angel and wondering if he was ever going to go through with his original plan with selling the horse. At this point, he was starting to doubt that he could willingly let him go, even if it was a perfect situation. Although Rap held his heart, he loved all the potential that the OTTB had. He had the size, the heart, the temperment; everything was there for his to become an amazing eventer. Now all that needed to happen was for Griffin to get some solid time to work with the gelding and really make him shine. Thinking about that, he quickly walked back to the stall and threw the halter back onto the disgruntled horse. Just because he just got here didn't mean that he had to have the entire day off. Griffin could just give the black horse a light workout and then explore the trails on Rap.

No doubt in his mind disagreed with the fact that Angel is a high energy horse. Just as he walked out back into the heated weather he was prancing like a 2 year old. It was funny other then the fact that Griffin was trying to get from the stall to the trailer where is tack was without having his feet trampled. Fed up, he turned around and asked for some basic groundwork to refocus him. When they started walking again the horse seemed to have gotten the message and walked at his shoulder all the way there. He tied him to the side of the trailer and poped inside to grab a brush. While he was grooming, he noticed another human being at the other side of the stables. She was holding the rope of a very pretty chestnut paint and as he watched she asked him to lower down to his knees, she got on and then the horse rose again. It was a cool trick, one that he was working on with Rap at the moment and he smiled as she came over toward him. "Hey, I'm Griffin and this is Angel. Nice to meet you." His texas accent was showing through and the tone although low and mellow, carried a bit of the country twang.

She was a very pretty girl, her eyes standing out in contrast to her hair and skin. Absently he patted Angel's butt, sending a cloud of travel dust into the air. Laughing silently to himself, he brushed the last of the dust off then leaned against his butt, waiting for her reply. She was wearing a pair of much loved western boots, making him wonder if she rode english or western. The stud seemed like a very western horse but for all he knew she could be doing 5 foot jumpers with him. Griffin, although he knew and was good at western, (especially barrels), he had never been nearly as hooked on that as he was on eventing. There was something about the rush of speed, the feeling of flying over everything in your path, into the collectedness of dressage and the satisfying feeling of acing the course. Not to mention that the training allowed him to be able to go to not only eventing shows but dressage and jumping as well.

notes: hey, sorry that took me so long. guy troubles this week =P
wearing: polyvore!
horse: Angel
word count: five hundred fourty six
song lyrics: Heart of a Lion - Kid Cudi

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