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He let go of her, hearing the horses awake. |
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She sighed and stood up and put on shorts and a shirtb |
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Marco pulled on a pair of jeans, the sun beaming down so he decided no shirt as he went to go feed. |
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She walked to the barn and grabbed Amber halter and went out to the pasture to catch her she whistled and Amber came to her and Leah put her halter on Amber and lead her into the barn and put her in her stall, she then walked to the feed room and grabbed ambers bucket and put her mixed food with supplements in the food she then mixed the food and gave it to her, she walked over to the hay and grabbed some hay and threw it into her hay bag and put he bag back in her stall making sure the door to her run was open |
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Puma was already bangign on the gate, Marco taking her in and settling her in the stall. He then quickly tossed in a few flakes of hay since she didn't need grain and waited until she was finished. When she did, he pulled her out and tacked her up. Once tacked, he mounted up and walked over to the arena. |
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She sit down as Amber eat her food, after Amber was done she pulled her out and tacked her up and walked her out of the barn, she then mounted on Amber and walked her to the indoor arena and walked her in she then got off and sit up the barrels |
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Marco walked her in, smirking. "Mind if we join the party?" He asked, trotting her around. |
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She smiled " she then got back on Amber and started to warm her up " I thought you were using the outdoor arena" |
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"Not anymore I guess..." He trailed off, loping her around the pattern slowly yet effortlessly. |
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Partly Cloudy, Rain Possible
