06-28-2010, 12:10 AM
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What was with the world and horses? Jazper has been wondering that ever since he first meat Heath out and about trying to actually catch a freakin horse. Not eat, but catch. It was a large piece of meat that ran in herds and yet Aniwaya and Cour des Miracles had this odd tendency to ride them and keep them as pets. He had seen quite a few as of late. Kansas' being the newest in his mind. If horses were starting to migrate into Crimson Dreams it was best that he learned a thing or two more about them. He has gained an understanding of why you would want a horse as a pet from Dawali ages ago. Still, he didn't understand any emotional connection to them and he did not grasp the wide variety of horses kept by the wolf community.
Early with the sun Jazper had decided rather quickly that today was the day he would try to ride a horse. The only problem was he was not about to ask Kansas to teach him. Brother or no brother-in-law. Jazper was too proud to ask for help with such a task from the smaller male. So with his pride and head held high the Knight had started towards Cour des Miracles knowing that they kept horses in stables. Maybe, perhaps, just by chance there would be a horse big enough to carry the 8”3 bulky male. It wasn't too long before the scent of their neighboring pack grew thicker, and finally the large ebony wolf stopped. He lifted his muzzle towards the morning sky and let out a call. Hopefully someone would come who knew a think or two about the horses.
Early with the sun Jazper had decided rather quickly that today was the day he would try to ride a horse. The only problem was he was not about to ask Kansas to teach him. Brother or no brother-in-law. Jazper was too proud to ask for help with such a task from the smaller male. So with his pride and head held high the Knight had started towards Cour des Miracles knowing that they kept horses in stables. Maybe, perhaps, just by chance there would be a horse big enough to carry the 8”3 bulky male. It wasn't too long before the scent of their neighboring pack grew thicker, and finally the large ebony wolf stopped. He lifted his muzzle towards the morning sky and let out a call. Hopefully someone would come who knew a think or two about the horses.