Post by fobfreak123 on Jun 25, 2007 12:01:23 GMT -5
Kylee pulled into the stable grounds, dust flying from the worn tires of her pickup truck. Attatched was an old but stable one horse trailer, housing her Morgan mare, Icy Zip. Kylee pulled the keys from the ignition, then jumped out from the cab and shut the door. Stepping onto a sideride, Kylee reached in and cooed to Zip, Hey baby..we are here! I will be right back for you, I promise. A stamp of impateince was the answer. Kylee did love Zip, but she was a cranky mare most of the time.
Kylee walked into the office, and looked around, wondering if anyone who worked here could help, or at least direct her, to the right place. She wanted to find out about renting a loft, as well as boarding her mare and lessons. She had heard by word of mouth that the owners name was Sedona, or so she thought.
The day had been quiet for the most part. Ryan had taken a walk over to Sedona's ranch, only to find her gone. He had let out a few of the horses, fed another few and even taken one fir a short hack. But now, he had started to busy himself with customers. She couldn't handle them when she wasn't here, so he was taking a break from his training and now found himself approaching a beautiful young, and her equally gorgeous horse. Of course, everything he did felt awkward, beings as he didn't really know Sedona that well. But he knew Resa, and Resa knew Anna, who knew Oscar, who knew Sedona. So maybe that was alright. Now, however, she decided that he would have to take control, and he began to speak.
Post by fobfreak123 on Jun 30, 2007 9:33:03 GMT -5
Kylee turned around to find the source of the masculine voice. She found a nice but scruffy looking guy, of about 25, talking to her. He was dirty, and probably a bit sweaty from working in the sun all day, but he definitely looked like he could clean up nice.
Smiling, Kylee nodded. Uhm, yeah, I am. I just got here, and this was the first stable I saw. I think I am looking for Sedona? Or atleast someone who could help me get a stall for my mare, and a loft for my, well..me. She chuckled, a bit embarressed. She was new to town, lack on sleep and food, and liable to make stupid, irrelevant mistakes.