Slosh Went the water that was in the bucket as a white horse named Cesar kicked it, he wasn't all too happy about spring bath time, as he was old and growing intolerant to such things. "Come on, it'll be over man..." She spoke to him softly, he gave a nicker of disscontempt. "You'll be fine... I'll let ya out and you can roll. Once you're dry." She said to him, knowing that since he was white, he was liable to roll once clean. Dry or not. Lipizzans were not the breed to give much of a hoot about looking clean, it was the humans that gave the darn. For a moment she wondered what the worth of cleaning him would be, 'at least I tried.' was all she could think to be a reason as to why, whether it was true or not, she didn't know.
Giving his hind a small push once he was rinsed of suds, he stepped over, away from her, as she had asked him. He was good about most things, but temperamental at times. Wiping her nose with the back of her wrist she looked at Cesar for a moment more, "You know... y'all kept me alive... right?" She asked the old gelding, he snorted, watching her with his only good eye. He'd lost his other one completely to cancer when he was about 4 or so as she had heard. This horse was much older than she was, about thirty years older than she was. Grabbing the water scraper, she proceeded to ring out his coat, once done she grabbed one of the many old towels that hung dry on the gate not far off. Rubbing him down with firm circularmotions, he held still, "Thank you." She said once done towel drying him.
Walking down the street she held the rope loosely knowing he would follow easily, a seasoned veteran he was that she knew for sure. "Hello there!" Harvey called to her, she looked up and smiled, blocking the sun from her eyes with her hand, "Hey!" She called back as Harvey jogged up to her, he was older but still young at heart. "How's about that horse then?" He asked her, "The draft? Well I'll take him for training. What discipline is needed?" She cooed, Harvey seemed half darned she wanted to take this horse. "Well you know he comes from cart towing parents, what do you think?" He snarked, she gave a huff at him squinting playfully, "Alright, fine. I get it." She gave a small laugh. "I'll take Cesar for you, go get happy, he needs a scrub down too."
Handing off the rope to Harvey, he took Cesar to the pasture where he could graze and wait for his buddies. Today was to be a busy one, it was bath day, and bath day, was a near guarantee that she too would smell like Mane & Tail by five in the pm. Not something that she had minded, really it wasn't in fact she loved it. Quite dearly too. Grabbing a lead rope from off of the fence, she eyed the other ones. Thinking of grabbing more than one horse to take with her, she was a daring one and after all it was bath day. Instead of having to run back and forth for the horses, why not take multiple of them to the indoor arena?Then just catch them there. A lightbulb went on inside her skull, she grabbed four ropes. From the Paddock gate she hooted for the horses, both of whom she called for came, the Paddock was broken into two sides, one for the younger, the other for the elders. A stout Palomino with a white star appeared and jogged to her, as well as her own brawny Chestnut gelding with a white star and snip. They were both haltered already. Latching the two by their clips she lead them out of the gate, with the other two ropes over her one arm. A lead in each hand, she moved down to the next gate. Tying the two horses leads to the fence next to the gate.
"Rocky! Jeb!" She called, over the hill came a dark brown Rocky Mountain pony, of whom gave a snort with pricked ears. "Here!" she called, he came down the hill rather quickly. Then to the gate, she latched him up. "Treat?" she asked loudly, knowing it would attract Jeb, but then there was the hurtle of the other horses wanting treats. Grabbing out three treats she rationed them out among the horses, from over the same hill came a tall stalky mule, Jeb. Seeing the treats he charged downthe hill quickly, "There you are." She said to him quickly latching the rope and handing out a treat. He chewed loudly as she led both him and Rocky out of the gate. Rocky and Jeb's leads were in her left hand, Peppy and Boone's leads were in her right hand. She walked down the road with the four of them.
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Believer
FanfictionFanfiction of the Swedish Doom Metal band Ghost, (Ghost BC). A girl from a small rainy town, one with a love for freedom, freedom hard to find in any place but the stables. A love that has rest and rioted, undying for 15 years. It is a hunger undyin...