Post by danielee on Oct 7, 2009 19:31:17 GMT -5
Royal Assault slowly wandered to and fro in his stall, inspecting the freshly-changed bedding in his stall. Royal was an observant fellow, and he enjoyed checking every nook and cranny in his stall to see if anything was different. Upon hearing footsteps beyond the confines of his enclosure, he raised his head quickly: too quickly. He bonked his head right into his hanging toy and let out an undignified squeal, shying away. The whites of his eyes showed for just a moment until he realized his mistake and regained composure. The stallion stood in the far corner of his stall, recovering.
Winnie Sharphowl came across Royal's stall, and let out a giggle as she saw him shy from the toy that he had hit his head on. She would peer in and watch him, before she would unlock the stall door and would slowly enter the stall and would slide the door shut. Win would coo softly, nearing the stallion slowly with her hand held out so chestnut stud could intake her scent.
Royal Assault ears pricked as he heard the hefty wooden door slide open. He took a bold step forward, a maneuver that often scared away the stablehands who were too stupid or fearful to handle a horse of his magnitude.
Winnie Sharphowl giggled, "Hey boy." Hand would stroke the velvety muzzle of the stud if he had allowed her to do so. Win would watch for any threatening movements, or signs from the ex-racer. A small sigh would exhale from maw as she remained still around the equine.
Royal Assault relaxed considerably upon realizing that this girl wasn't going anywhere. The stallion nosed the offered hand delicately. Her scent was vaguely familiar to him; perhaps they had crossed paths years ago.
Winnie Sharphowl smiled, continuing to stroke the softness of the stud's muzzle. "Mm, good boy. Lonely today, are you?" She sighed, trying to remember who was scheduled to exercise Royal. Win would take her free hand and would dig into her pockets to pull out a few carrots, offering them to the chestnut. "Here you are."
Royal Assault greedily sucked up the first carrot, loudly chewing it to smithereens. Frothy orange-tinged saliva laced the corners of his mouth as he lipped up another, eating it with as much gusto as the first. He acted as if he hadn't eaten in months!
Winnie Sharphowl laughed, watching him greedily take in the carrots that she had offered him. Once the carrots were taken in, she would pat the side of the stud's neck, "Hmm, I'll have to talk to my mom about your exercising schedule. Maybe on days that I'm slow, like today, I could throw a saddle on you and we could just go out for a trail ride.." She would say softly, thinking more out-loud to herself than she was actually talking to the equine.
Royal Assault let out a loud snort when the carrots were gone, and bobbed his head, as if he understood the girl's suggestion. The stallion stamped a hindhoof impatiently, now bored.
Winnie Sharphowl sighed, feeling the stud's anticipation. "I'm sorry boy. But I can't take you out without my mom's permission. With you still having everything intact."
Royal Assault lifted his head and lipped at the girl's shirtcollar playfully.
Winnie Sharphowl giggled, "Mm, boy. Only if you knew everything." She laughed as she patted the neck of the stud and rested her head against his shoulder.
Royal Assault stood still and accepted the attention eagerly. Most of the staff didn't care for him much, and were easily put off by his tough facade.
Winnie Sharphowl sighed softly, giving the shoulder a last pat before she moved out of the stall. "I'll be back later boy, with more carrots. I need to go finish my chores for the night."
Royal Assault took a half-step back as the girl left his side. As she departed, he pressed his nose to the stall bars, looking after her longingly. The chestnut whickered pathetically, watching her go.
Winnie Sharphowl came across Royal's stall, and let out a giggle as she saw him shy from the toy that he had hit his head on. She would peer in and watch him, before she would unlock the stall door and would slowly enter the stall and would slide the door shut. Win would coo softly, nearing the stallion slowly with her hand held out so chestnut stud could intake her scent.
Royal Assault ears pricked as he heard the hefty wooden door slide open. He took a bold step forward, a maneuver that often scared away the stablehands who were too stupid or fearful to handle a horse of his magnitude.
Winnie Sharphowl giggled, "Hey boy." Hand would stroke the velvety muzzle of the stud if he had allowed her to do so. Win would watch for any threatening movements, or signs from the ex-racer. A small sigh would exhale from maw as she remained still around the equine.
Royal Assault relaxed considerably upon realizing that this girl wasn't going anywhere. The stallion nosed the offered hand delicately. Her scent was vaguely familiar to him; perhaps they had crossed paths years ago.
Winnie Sharphowl smiled, continuing to stroke the softness of the stud's muzzle. "Mm, good boy. Lonely today, are you?" She sighed, trying to remember who was scheduled to exercise Royal. Win would take her free hand and would dig into her pockets to pull out a few carrots, offering them to the chestnut. "Here you are."
Royal Assault greedily sucked up the first carrot, loudly chewing it to smithereens. Frothy orange-tinged saliva laced the corners of his mouth as he lipped up another, eating it with as much gusto as the first. He acted as if he hadn't eaten in months!
Winnie Sharphowl laughed, watching him greedily take in the carrots that she had offered him. Once the carrots were taken in, she would pat the side of the stud's neck, "Hmm, I'll have to talk to my mom about your exercising schedule. Maybe on days that I'm slow, like today, I could throw a saddle on you and we could just go out for a trail ride.." She would say softly, thinking more out-loud to herself than she was actually talking to the equine.
Royal Assault let out a loud snort when the carrots were gone, and bobbed his head, as if he understood the girl's suggestion. The stallion stamped a hindhoof impatiently, now bored.
Winnie Sharphowl sighed, feeling the stud's anticipation. "I'm sorry boy. But I can't take you out without my mom's permission. With you still having everything intact."
Royal Assault lifted his head and lipped at the girl's shirtcollar playfully.
Winnie Sharphowl giggled, "Mm, boy. Only if you knew everything." She laughed as she patted the neck of the stud and rested her head against his shoulder.
Royal Assault stood still and accepted the attention eagerly. Most of the staff didn't care for him much, and were easily put off by his tough facade.
Winnie Sharphowl sighed softly, giving the shoulder a last pat before she moved out of the stall. "I'll be back later boy, with more carrots. I need to go finish my chores for the night."
Royal Assault took a half-step back as the girl left his side. As she departed, he pressed his nose to the stall bars, looking after her longingly. The chestnut whickered pathetically, watching her go.