Feelin' Frisky, Ain't Ya Out In The Old West? ~1867~
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Feelin' Frisky, Ain't Ya Out In The Old West? ~1867~
by Guest Wed Feb 16, 2011 7:44 pm
WILD WEST, 1867 - DENVER, COLORADO
~Dwane~
Dwane stared into the sun for a moment before dismounting his faithful horse named Diablo. He had been hunting and rounding up cattle all day, and today was the day he HAD to trade in his pelts for some dozens of dollars. He was running low on ammo for his pump shotgun, he was surviving on crickets for the past day and a half. He didn't mind, he always said that bugs were better for you than deer meat. Of course, this was true in SOME ways, but nobody would dare to eat crickets. He coughed as he handed the sales man his rabbit, wolf and buffalo pelts before heading out of the door, and staring blankly at the salloon. How he had longed for a beer and some show gals, but he had work to do. "What if I just stop by for a lil' while..." he mumbled to himself and mounted his steed.
Dwane stared into the sun for a moment before dismounting his faithful horse named Diablo. He had been hunting and rounding up cattle all day, and today was the day he HAD to trade in his pelts for some dozens of dollars. He was running low on ammo for his pump shotgun, he was surviving on crickets for the past day and a half. He didn't mind, he always said that bugs were better for you than deer meat. Of course, this was true in SOME ways, but nobody would dare to eat crickets. He coughed as he handed the sales man his rabbit, wolf and buffalo pelts before heading out of the door, and staring blankly at the salloon. How he had longed for a beer and some show gals, but he had work to do. "What if I just stop by for a lil' while..." he mumbled to himself and mounted his steed.
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Re: Feelin' Frisky, Ain't Ya Out In The Old West? ~1867~
by °∞ßlûē•ßãbÿ•Døll∞° Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:39 am
Name:Thunder
Gender:M
Age:Unknown...
Breed:Mustang...
Histroy:Long story...
Personality:FInd out...
Herd:Nope...
Pic:
^^Thunder^^
He gazed beside a moutain that had a patch of grass upon it. He snorted shaking his mane. " Ugh!" She growled at himself... He stopped grazing when hearing neighing a people talk few hoof lengths away. He bolted his head up and stood there froozen. He bobbed his head up and down before pulling himself up and striking out an massive hoof out into mid-air and letting an ear percing neigh escape his maw, he landed with a dull thud before whirling around on his heals and bolting off across the sand/grassy landscape....
Gender:M
Age:Unknown...
Breed:Mustang...
Histroy:Long story...
Personality:FInd out...
Herd:Nope...
Pic:
^^Thunder^^
He gazed beside a moutain that had a patch of grass upon it. He snorted shaking his mane. " Ugh!" She growled at himself... He stopped grazing when hearing neighing a people talk few hoof lengths away. He bolted his head up and stood there froozen. He bobbed his head up and down before pulling himself up and striking out an massive hoof out into mid-air and letting an ear percing neigh escape his maw, he landed with a dull thud before whirling around on his heals and bolting off across the sand/grassy landscape....
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Re: Feelin' Frisky, Ain't Ya Out In The Old West? ~1867~
by Guest Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:16 pm
*Diablo*
Diablo turned at the shriek of another horse, and her hooves lifted from the ground and she landed and bucked around friskily and bolted off towards the whinny. She had been feeling extraordinary today, and this made her feel even more wild than she actually was. She felt Dwane tug on her reins as she reared and landed heavily and shortly after a buck followed, and she began to run off towards the sound. She flung her head around and entered a flat prarie veiw, the black mustang sticking out obviously. She smiled and nudged at Dwane... He had been searching for another horse...
(Ahhh!! Sorry I'll add Dwane's part later..)
Diablo turned at the shriek of another horse, and her hooves lifted from the ground and she landed and bucked around friskily and bolted off towards the whinny. She had been feeling extraordinary today, and this made her feel even more wild than she actually was. She felt Dwane tug on her reins as she reared and landed heavily and shortly after a buck followed, and she began to run off towards the sound. She flung her head around and entered a flat prarie veiw, the black mustang sticking out obviously. She smiled and nudged at Dwane... He had been searching for another horse...
(Ahhh!! Sorry I'll add Dwane's part later..)
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