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I am so slow in getting entries in ~Converse-Forever is hold a wild horse roundup I decided to enter. We needed new mustangs. Part one of 2

"There goes our sun." That morning Kaitlyn and Holly had set out looking for two mustangs that they had chosen the day before. For about a whole day they searched for these horses ending with no luck. The sun was setting over the mountains in the distance, they had to stop for the day. "Let's camp, the horses seem tired and hungry." Kaitlyn patted her bloodmarked stallion Thorn, just as he attempted to eat the bushes next to him. A couple of black birds flew out, making the stallion stop. "They could be anywhere." Holly squinted over to the tree line, seeing some movement. "This saddle is annoying, I don't know how you like this..." Kaitlyn commented shifting her weight. Holly squeezed her Thoroughbred's sides, shifting him into a full gallop. If those were her mustangs she sure wasn't going to let them get away. Kaitlyn pushed Thorn into his fastest gear, having no clue what Holly was doing. As they approached the forest, the girl could see a pink, almost white horse grazing in plain sight. At least they were used to humans....

They camped out that night in the forest where they found their first mustang. Beautiful, a goddess that mare was. Her coat, a red roan tobiano, shone even without any light. If looks could kill she would have lots of blood on her hooves. The capture was hard, the mare bucking and reared. The two finally got a rope around her neck and she gave up that silly little fight. Now, they had a fire, horses tied they settled down for the night. The moon made it way across the sky, hours passed before they awoke again. Not from the cold but a loud whinny. "What's that?" Kaitlyn asked as the warning sounded again, she got up from her sleeping bag. Holly was still half asleep, "Check up on the horses, I still can't see or hear anything." Kaitlyn blinked her eyes repetitively, getting them used to the darkness of the night. Guardian and Thorn were huddled close together, but the mare had a problem. She was bucking and rearing, at a bay dun stallion. Kaitlyn grabbed a rope, Holly did the same. Together, they captured the stallion, it was much easier than the mare since he was occupied with the red roan. Once he was tied, Kaitlyn noticed that the two mustangs had identical numbers spray painted on their rump. The different teams had their numbers painted on their mustangs, they had their team number 1. Even though Holly and Kaitlyn had picked the mustangs before they were released, in the night everything was black, grey and white. "What luck! Now let me sleep."

Riders: Holly Apollo and Kaitlyn Step
Horses: CCS Guardian of a Curse and CCS Blood on Roses

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Tree, and cloud brushes (c) obsidiandawn.com
Event (c) ~Converse-Forever

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I am so slow in getting entries in ~Converse-Forever is hold a wild horse roundup I decided to enter. We needed new mustangs. Part one of 2

"There goes our sun." That morning Kaitlyn and Holly had set out looking for two mustangs that they had chosen the day before. For about a whole day they searched for these horses ending with no luck. The sun was setting over the mountains in the distance, they had to stop for the day. "Let's camp, the horses seem tired and hungry." Kaitlyn patted her bloodmarked stallion Thorn, just as he attempted to eat the bushes next to him. A couple of black birds flew out, making the stallion stop. "They could be anywhere." Holly squinted over to the tree line, seeing some movement. "This saddle is annoying, I don't know how you like this..." Kaitlyn commented shifting her weight. Holly squeezed her Thoroughbred's sides, shifting him into a full gallop. If those were her mustangs she sure wasn't going to let them get away. Kaitlyn pushed Thorn into his fastest gear, having no clue what Holly was doing. As they approached the forest, the girl could see a pink, almost white horse grazing in plain sight. At least they were used to humans....

They camped out that night in the forest where they found their first mustang. Beautiful, a goddess that mare was. Her coat, a red roan tobiano, shone even without any light. If looks could kill she would have lots of blood on her hooves. The capture was hard, the mare bucking and reared. The two finally got a rope around her neck and she gave up that silly little fight. Now, they had a fire, horses tied they settled down for the night. The moon made it way across the sky, hours passed before they awoke again. Not from the cold but a loud whinny. "What's that?" Kaitlyn asked as the warning sounded again, she got up from her sleeping bag. Holly was still half asleep, "Check up on the horses, I still can't see or hear anything." Kaitlyn blinked her eyes repetitively, getting them used to the darkness of the night. Guardian and Thorn were huddled close together, but the mare had a problem. She was bucking and rearing, at a bay dun stallion. Kaitlyn grabbed a rope, Holly did the same. Together, they captured the stallion, it was much easier than the mare since he was occupied with the red roan. Once he was tied, Kaitlyn noticed that the two mustangs had identical numbers spray painted on their rump. The different teams had their numbers painted on their mustangs, they had their team number 1. Even though Holly and Kaitlyn had picked the mustangs before they were released, in the night everything was black, grey and white. "What luck! Now let me sleep."

Riders: Holly Apollo and Kaitlyn Step
Horses: CCS Guardian of a Curse and CCS Blood on Roses

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No reference
Tree, and cloud brushes (c) obsidiandawn.com
Event (c) ~Converse-Forever