Horse Eden : Wayside Wilds x Wild Warmbloods

August 17, 2023 03:09 PM

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Very))

Wesley swallowed slightly, knowing that probably upset her... since she had been attacked with a knife and what not. "I- well- I also collect stuff like that as a hobby. I know that might sound weird and terribly ... loopy-" Wesley said hurridely. "But I don't use most of it." He finished with a wince, knowing how TERRIBLE that sounded. -Oh ya , I collect spears as a hobby and uh don't use them hardy har har- Wesley thought with a slight huff. When Ella asked her question Wesley decided to answer truthfully, pulling out the piece of paper and showing it to her. "I traced its last signal, and wrote down the coordinates here. When I saw it came from Texas, less than 15 miles away, I got a little angry." He answered quietly, knowing that would make Ella quite a bit more afraid. Yet, she didn't need to be, because she was on a ranch full of cowboys that ... if they heard of this, they would switch into *kill on sight* mode. Not the best, but still, better than inviting the guy in to have tea.

August 18, 2023 03:37 AM

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Ella pretty much lost feeling in her legs as he finished his last comment, leaning against the wooden wall for support. "He's near here?" She asked, her voice slightly shaky. The time she encountered him it had been near the city, him being down near here? She couldn't help but wonder. "Does he..live there? I dont think you'd know." She asked, twirling strands of hair around her finger in stress. She had forgotten completely about the mention of the "i dont use those" in regards to the weapons, and for the best, most likely. Ella straightened herself up and looked at Wesley, blinking back some slight tears. "Thank you, though." She shifted uncomfortably and looked down at her phone, half expecting another stupid message.

August 18, 2023 12:13 PM

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Wesley kept an expression of pity off of his face, knowing that would not be appreciated. "Yes, he lives there. I also pulled up the adress for that place along with the coordinates, and a man has been living there for a couple years. Now I'm going to go pay his neighbors a visit." Wesley said quietly, his shoulders hunched slightly. "If I don't come back within 24 hours, do something." He joked, then snorted slightly. "I'll probably be gone for an hour. Take a trail ride on Misty, or do something else. Try not to worry about it. Also, it is really easy to block his number. Try that as well." He offered helpfully, striding off towards the barn. Wesley tacked his stallion up and swung on, having West walk out of the ranch.

Once he arrived at the area the guy should live, Wesley dismounted and tied West to a tree. He walked over to a house and knocked on the door, slipping his cowboy hat off his head and holding it in one hand. An elderly woman opened the door, so Wesley offered a smile. "Howdy ma'am. I was just comin' to inquire about your neighbor, Mr. (Insert Name Here). Does he leave his house a lot?" Wesley asked. "Oh hello dear, nice to have a visitor. Yes, (Insert Same Name Here) does go on long trips and such. Right now he is home, though. He went to a big city a little while ago.. hm, I can't remember the name." The woman answered, and Wesley nodded. "Thank you, I'd better be on my way now." He tipped his head and walked away, putting on his hat again before walking to another house. He knocked on the door, took off his hat, and waited. This time it was answered by a young gentleman. "Howdy sir, I just came to inquire about (Insert Name Here). Does he go on a lot of trips?" Wesley asked the same question. "Hello. Yes, (Insert Same Name Here) does like to go on trips. Usually to big cities, like the one he went to a couple months ago. Anyway, I got to get going. Have a nice day." The man answered. "G'day to you as well." Wesley dipped his head and moved away, putting his hat back on. He got the same answer from two different people, so all the facts pointed to a small brick house on the edge of the block with the man inside that sent Ella texts. Wesley eyed it for a moment bfore deciding to use brain over brawn, and went back to West, hopping on and riding home

August 18, 2023 12:54 PM

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Ella nodded, opening her mouth to speak but he had already walked off. She had tried to block his number. He seemed to have so many..accounts on so many different social medias. Not to mention at least two numbers. Blocking them all when sometimes she wasn't sure who it was, was..tricky. It was like he had alternate personalities.

She took his advice, and headed to the barn, brining Misty out to get her ready. She had to rack her brain to remember where the tack was, and after a couple minutes of jumping to reach the saddle, she finally got it down, and tacked up the bucksin mare, who seemed to just enjoy basking in the sun. After about 20 minutes, she had hopped on Misty and set off, doing her best to remember the route they ahd taken before.

What Ella hadn't told Wesley, was that she had met this man before. He had been at a couple car shows that her dad had taken her too, and she could have sworn he was eyeing her multiple times, it always made her feel uncomfortable. Ella always assumed it was just because she had been in the news a couple of times, as a result of her fathers business, but when he finally came to speak to her (once) and let on he had no idea it was her dad who owned the business, she was left puzzled. Seeing him again, in a large, seemingly modified to be loud-truck, it was like torture. She had no idea who this man was.

After about 45 minutes of walking, and the occasional stopping to let Misty relax, she had arrived back at the ranch, and she looked after the mare before slipping her back in her stall, then going to perch herself on the hay bales to wait for Wesley. She examined her surroundings as she was waiting, actually taking in all the movements, scenery, and animals there was to see. She had really hated it when she arrived, less than a week ago, but now? It didn't seem too bad. Good was a stretch, though.

August 18, 2023 01:16 PM

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(A modified to be loud truck? Yes, that does sound like torture. To your ears. Quick thing.. we have a giant horse trailer and needed to get a dual-wheeled truck, so we bought a cheaper once and found out that someone had taken off the muffler and put on a 6 inch exhaust pipe. It was so loud, it was literally noise-pollution XD. Soo we replaced the 6 inch thing with a muffler, and now it is MUCH quieter)

Wesley came all the way back and rode in the very long driveway, dismounting with a slight sigh. He glanced at Ella before leading West into the barn and untacking the stallion, putting all the tack up. Then he turned his attention to Ella. "Well... he is living where I found. The neighbors said that a couple months ago he went to a big city, but none of them remembered the name of the city." He explained slowly, seeming as if he was thinking. "I may pay him a visit soon. Do you have any more information.... like... could you tell me what he looks like?" Wesley asked tenatively. (Also, do you want to make up a name?)

August 18, 2023 01:26 PM

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6 inch exhaust? that sounds like HELL, i'd do exactly the same as you lolll. there are so many guys round where i live who delete their mufflers and one whos taken his catalyctic converter out (from a crash i think), the horses go wild))

It went from enjoying observing her surrounigs, rather relaxed, to her heart dropping as Wesley spoke. Ella slid down from the ahay bale, and dusted herself off before speaking up. "I assume he's very close to here then?" She asked, her voice shaky again. She felt tense, like she was being pretty much stalked. He had tortured her for long enough, finding out he was living near the place she had been sent to was too much. If only she hadn't spoken to him at the car show, if only she hadn't told him she rode horses. In the city, the horsr diding route was nearly the same for everyone, people knew where they were. If only she had stayed home.

She frowned for a second, racking her brain as Wesley asked what he looked like. "Uh..quite tall, 6ft4 maybe? He's a little tanned, has black hair and a fringe, and I think blue eyes. And a slight australian accent." Ella described all she could remember, looking up as she came up with what, to her, seemed like the most important thing. "Oh and he has a scar on his right cheek. Exactly the same as mine. Thats why he..did it. to match him, in his words." Her voice was becoming shaky again, and she was now very self conscious and aware of the long healed wound on her cheek. "Oh and I think his names Sawyer. Sawyer Vinthal"

took ages to find a name xD)

Edited at August 18, 2023 01:26 PM by Wayside Wilds

August 18, 2023 01:40 PM

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(ugh, that must suck. Thankfully this truck is just below giving me a headache now :D. My yearling colt was not too happy about the noise) (It's a good name!)

Wesley nodded a little at her question. "Well... yes. About 25 minutes on horseback." He answered, calculating the time it took him. His heart dropped a little when Ella said how tall the guy was. Great, he was dealing with Frankenstein's monster in human form. Ya-ay. "Australian accent? Unqiue." Wesley got caught a little off guard by that. He was always interested in accents, but his thick southern accent was good enough for him. He tilted his head slightly when she explained about the scar, frowning. "Okay, so he is a 6'4 Australian madman. Yaaaay." He replied cheerily, snorting slightly at the end. "Oh, great. The neighbors also said the guy's name was Sawyer. I think we found a match." Wesley muttered under his breath, but then his brain trailed back to the scars and he was reminded of the silly scar on his own cheek. He frowned a little before glancing around, taking in a slow breath. "Well, as I said, I think I'll go see if they drink tea in Australia. Thanks for the information" Wesley said, going over and tacking up West again. Why lose time when he coould go now? He swung onto the horse and nodded to Ella before riding off.

Wesley dismounted the stallion at the same place and tied West up, sauntering over to the brick house. He placed a hand on his hip for a moment, feeling the hidden dagger there, then knocked on the door. An insanely tall, rugged looking man opened it. -You are 6'1. He is like 6'98 Ella is way off. Okay no, more like 6'5. That's only 4 inches apart- Wesley thought with a smile, taking off his hat. "Hello sir. Could I come in and get a drink? I'm just parched. I have been riding for hours." Wesley completely changed his accent, making him sound British. (Do you wanna play the guy?)

August 18, 2023 01:55 PM

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i dont blame him, i would be too if i was him. as much as i love loud cars etc, bringing them round horses is a different story paha. and i'll play him, if you could though, let me know when to stop? so bad at that sorta stuff xD))

Ella smiled at Wesley's comments about him being australian, and nodded in agreement. It was a bit strange, seeing as there were rarely people from any other country down here, or she assumed that anyway. The city was definitely a different story. She waved as Wesley rode off, and headed up to her room,finally having the courage to greet the others in the house, though rather quiet. She sat on her bed and stared at the ceiling, her heart racing. Sawyer could be rather violent unprovoked, and she was..worried about Wesley.

The TV remote was thrown down as a knock was heard on the door, and, as he opened it and listened to a seemingly posh British man talk, frowned for a second, stuffing his offending phone further in his back pocket. After his little..stalking antics with the girl he had attacked, Ella, he was very wary of strangers, and had to keep a guard up wherever he went. However, being down in the country while she lived up in the city shouldnt be a problem. Right?

He forced a rather fake smile and stood aside, gesturing towards the open plan living room. "Of course." He said bluntly, his tone deadline. The man certainly did nit look like he had been riding for hours, neither did his horse from what he could see, but hey what did he know. He was from australia, after all.

August 18, 2023 02:06 PM

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Wesley dipped his head in thanks, stepping slowly inside. He was immedietely disgusted by how the man acted, but he kept it inside. "Thank you. Now, about that girl you have been stalking." Wesley threw his British accent out the window and leaped forward with his dagger drawn, wrapping his arm around the taller person's neck and holding the dagger steadily at his throat. "May I ask why?" He purred in a pleasant voice, though his eyes were full of anger. Wesley pressed the dagger in slightly, drawing a little blood.

August 18, 2023 02:15 PM