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Post by allyssianne on Nov 3, 2009 15:52:47 GMT -5
Allyssianne walked along the path to the stables, her hands in her pockets, head down. She pushed open the door, breathing in the warm scent of horse and straw mingled with leather. She hadn't even been at the school for a week yet, but she already spent most of her time down at the stable. Several inquisitive heads peeked out of the stalls, watching as the black-haired fledgling made her way down to the last stall on the left, where her own mare had been put, quickly patting the other horses on her way. Allyssianne let herself into the stall, greeting Midnight Star affectionately. "Hello gorgeous," She murmured, pulling an apple out of her pocket. The horse grabbed the offering with a cheeky glint in her eye, drooling apple gunk over Allyssianne's hand. The girl shook her head, wiping her hand on her already muddy jeans. She grabbed a grooming brush, running briskly over the horse's coat. Midnight was just starting to grow her winter coat, so the Shire cross Arab looked like a big fuzzy ball of fur. It would soon be time to get out the fleecy blankets and the clippers.
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