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Earth - I'll Make 'Em An Offer They Can't Refuse

Posted by Civilian Seamus McKenzie (Future Citizen) in Earth - I’ll Make ‘Em An Offer They Can’t Refuse

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Revna turned threw her leg over Ravan’s neck and then kissed Mike’s cheek. “Be sure to let your knees and ankles bend when you land.” She slid off, following her own instructions and then stepped next to Ravan’s shoulder and put an arm under his neck and hooked it up and around grabbing his mane to keep him still as Mike dismounted. He walked along, head down so Revna’s hand was near his ears, massive hooves taking small steps avoiding her feet. She led him right into the stable and into a stall. The stalls here were massive to match the horses. Standard stalls were 12x12, but these were 18x18, and it was a little cramped for Ravan, and would be even smaller for Stormwhite.

Passing through the main doors their was a large open space that lead to four aisles, with 20 stalls to each aisle. Leiv, led Mike and Revna down the left center aisle. “Our herd is not quite this big right now, but the two right hand aisles are for boarders. People send their horses to be trained or bred with ours. We have separate pastures for them as well. But these beauties are ours.” Above the stall doors several heads appeared. Most curious. The first a black with a white blaze down the nose, a white star on her chest, and white boots looked out, seeing now food coming with the humans, ducked back inside her stall. There were several shades of brown, two dabbled greys, a solid grey, ebonies of all types, and then a grey that was so pale she looked white. And at the very end was Ravan, head sticking out, nickering loudly at them.

Revna

Mike wandered down the stalls, looking in each, reaching out and gently patting a few that were willing, when he stopped at one of the stalls and he looked up slightly. He stood looking at the stall for a long moment, and then without looking away said “Tell me about this one.”

‘This one’ was a fire-red stallion with an almost black mane and a white streak down its nose. It didn’t put it’s head out, but it stood staring at Mike with it’s dark eyes fixed on him. The two looked at each other and didn’t move.

Mike

Leiv didn’t have to walk over he knew all their horses. “This is Aotrom (Scottish for light). He was named mostly for his coat. He is not your typical stallion. He doesn’t bother the other horses, unless they start agitating the mares. He has his lady and doesn’t bother the rest of mares either. He is beautifully gaited and to date I have never seen him spook. We give the littles ‘pony’ rides on him.” Revna walked over and took a peek at him. He and Mike were still having a staring contest. “Really Leiv, that’s impressive. Most stallions have too much energy to trust with small riders” she explained to Mike.

“You can pet him, he’s very friendly. Actually he is very good with newer riders. He doesn’t flinch, he’s steady. He went after a lynx that got in the mare’s pasture and was chasing down a foal. Took a few bad gashes but he’s completely healed now.” While he talked Leiv stepped into the feed room and came back with an apple and sliced it in quarters and offered them to Mike.

Revna

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