Horse Whisperer

The Stables

POSTED: Sat Jan 12, 2019 12:23 am

OOC: Herdsman Co-rank thread #2. WC: 561

IC: The weather had been cooperative. Only a few new flurries of snow had fallen and the slush accumulation wasn't too bad compared to the actual snow pack. The air was still chill enough to keep the trees from dropping snow upon unsuspecting passersby and it was cold enough to see one's breath fog out before their face. Icicles clung to the edges of roofs or the occasional branch. It was a classic January day. The cowgirl had been toying with the idea of taking out Yavapai for a little exercise for a few days now. The nearly grown colt was antsy from being kept inside most of the time due to the unpredictable winter storms and their snap freezes. It could become far too chilly to leave the animal outdoors for extended periods especially after the temperatures dipped below zero.

The sun shone bright in the clear blue sky on this day. It was as good a day as she could hope for to take the restless equine out for a good run in the corral. Sedona still didn't trust riding him outside of the confines of the horse pen. He was still learning all his commands and she didn't want to risk him being spooked and getting out of hand somewhere far from the stables where she had many tools in her arsenal to aid her in bringing the colt back to a calm state should he become too agitated to soothe by simple touch or command. Stroking the colt's nose, the coydog smiled warmly, kissing the pain mustang's muzzle (getting a soft whinny in response) as she slipped a lead rope around Yavapai's head like a halter. "Let's get ya all pretty so I can give ya a bit of a work out." She said, patting the equine on his shoulder as she moved around him, checking his overall conformation, the way he stood, making sure there were no small injuries on his legs she may have missed since she last gave him a check over.

Seeing nothing amiss, the Hawkesond grabbed her grooming tools and set to first picking the colts feet free of excess debris and clumps of earth. As she worked the woman sang softly a tune she knew from her childhood. The horse seemed soothed by the sound of the coydog's voice, unbothered by the work being done on his feet for the time being as long as she kept singing. He could be finicky about certain aspects of grooming still, but with the right touches, which Sedona was slowly figuring out, Yavapai became the biggest teddy bear. It was important as someone in charge of the stables that she knew all the little quirks and tips on how to best care for the animals of Mistfell Vale. Sedona made it her duty to know everything that made each individual horse tick so she could always keep on their good side, and just in case something went awry with them she knew what would work best to bring the animal back around. It was all part of the job description to her. Nobody ever had to actually define her duties in the barn, it was just instinct from her cattle ranching days. That and she had her own instincts about animals that aided her as well. It was rare that they ever steered her wrong.


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POSTED: Mon Jan 14, 2019 5:29 pm

OOC: First RP post ever! (473 Words)

A soft puff of breath escaped itself from Elizabeth’s muzzle. The air was chilled, and crystalline icicles clung to the branches overhead. Slush crunched under her feet as she walked, echoing against the eerie forest. The sun penetrated somewhat the trees, leaving dim shadows, but did little to warm the inhabitants below. Elizabeth had been up at the crack of dawn, patrolling the borders and keeping an eye out for the tell-tale tracks of prey. Since her days of slavery, safety had become her number one priority. Outsiders were by far the biggest threat to a peaceful, pack life, and she was determined not to let their influence destroy her home once again. Luckily, this morning she had not found a single sign of another soul inhabiting the woods. The only sound was the eerie creaking of the trees under the weight of the ice and snow, and the only signs of life were the occasional tiny footprints of squirrels.

Elizabeth came to a break in the packed forest. Before her were the unkept fields of the once pristine ranch. The fields were at one point fenced off from predators, but with the fences now in ruin, Elizabeth could walk through without a problem. There was potential here, among the toppled fences posts and overgrown fields, but Elizabeth did not know how to take advantage of it with her severely lacking knowledge in the agricultural and livestock fields. She trudged through the slush, sticking to the path and avoiding the packed snowbanks. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes as she navigated the uneven and worn terrain. She had never really had much experience with horses or any other livestock animal. She usually preferred to spend her time indoors on less physically exerting activities. Or at least, she HAD preferred to spend most of her time indoors. Now though, sitting around or even reading for too long caused her to get quite irritable, so she found herself wandering around the stables more and more if only to release some pent-up energy.

As she approached the horse pen, she heard the soft voice of female – familiar. Elizabeth scented the air as she rounded the corner. It was definitely a packmate, but whoever it was, Elizabeth was not acquainted enough to know who it was off of sound and scent alone. Delving deeper into the stables, Elizabeth soon encountered the source of the voice. Sedona was working on a large, spotted horse. Elizabeth felt like she had seen it around, but her lack of knowledge on horses prevented her from making a firm ID.

“Hey there,” Elizabeth said, her voice quiet and soft, “Do you need any help?” She had no knowledge of horses but figured that she didn’t have anything else to do. Plus, who knew when such knowledge would come in handy?
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POSTED: Tue Jan 15, 2019 2:00 pm

OOC: Welcome to the Vale! And to 'Souls! :D WC: 465

IC: Sedona was always at peace when she worked with the livestock. This was her element. She was perfectly at home here amidst the straw, hooves and smell of beast. She'd grown up living this life and there really wasn't much else she was suitable for. Horses were her passion. If she couldn't be out riding, she could eb found doing something or other to benefit the animals. Mucking stalls, finding blankets to keep them warm, arranging living quarters for better flow within the barn, etc. The cowgirl knew what needed to be done and she did it all mostly by her lonesome.

Finishing with Yavapai's feet, the woman clucked her tongue and patted the colt's flank as she stood and came back around to her tools. She grabbed a comb from the collection of grooming supplies and began to brush through the animals dusty fur, releasing puffs of it into the air especially from off the white splotches of coloration on his sides and barrel. The colt whinnied softly, leaning slightly into the attention. Sedona smiled at this. It had taken her a while to get the slightly skiddish colt used to the grooming brushes, never mind a saddle. She was proud of how far the colt had come. He'd make a fine stallion for the pack very soon.

Just as she was going back to her tools for a different brush, there was a familiar scent, followed by a voice that suddenly appeared over the side of the stall. "Hey there." Sedona's hatted head popped up from over Yavapai's back and grinned at the familiar face. "Do you need any help?" The coydog chuckled and tipped head cowboy hat to her friend. The two girls had hit it off pretty well from the start, and Sedona considered Elizabeth a close and valuable friend. "Howdy Elizabeth! Nah, not too much left to go really. I'm gonna be takin' Yavapai here out for some laps in the corral. It's a nice enough day that I figured I'd use the time to do a little trainin' with 'im." She told the Collin's woman with a happy wag of her tail. The horse turned his head and placed it over the door of his stall, interested in the other luperci who'd come to visit. He snuffled curiously at Elizabeth wondering if he had any treats on her for him. Sedona gently swatted his side and the colt withdrew his face to a more respectful distance. "No beggin' Pai. Mind yer manners." She scolded, but still lovingly pet the colt were she'd slapped him regardless. She loved her animals dearly. Any kind of abuse or violence towards them, no matter how small, she wouldn't stand for. If anyone wanted to harm the livestock, they'd have to go through her.


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