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My bid for the beautiful mare Nordanner import 681 . I had so many different ideas for this auction, and finally settled on Corpse Bride (if you couldn't tell xD). It's one of my favorite movies of all time and definitely my favorite Tim Burton film. Maybe not the most spooky theme but it's always a costume I've wanted to have and I figured if I couldn't dress up as her I'd dress a Nordanner up. I pulled a lot of inspiration from the forest where Victor first meets Emily. This whole thng took me forever, the forest alone took me a day to do, then her costume, also I hid the prettiest tail I ever drew *sighs* Hopefully it came out well! So wish me luck, I really hope I get her!!

Fall Art Auction And Masquerade Ball

Caleb hadn't ridden horses in a long time, since his grandfather passed away. He'd been around them since then but hadn't been on the back of one in over ten years. He had very fond memories of long summer vacations on his grandfathers thoroughbred farm in Kentucky. HIs parents would drive him down from D.C. there and they'd spend a few weeks down there before his parents drove back home and he'd and his grandfather would be alone for the rest of the summer. He'd been on the backs of quite a few prize winners and had learned how to ride and to fall off more than his fair share. He was sixteen, had just learned to drive and was excited about going down on his own for the first time, when he heard his grandfather wasn't doing well. It was quick, too quick, he had a tumor in his brain it was inoperable, they had found it too late and gave him only two months to live. So instead of the summer where his grandfather had promised him he'd start work for real on the summer, he was fixing up the place to sell. The land and all the stock went fast, faster than his grandfather, though he didn't last much longer. His mother said the heartbreak over the farm probably is what did him in. Either way, for a long time after Caleb couldn't stand even the smallest hint of horses. It took a few girlfriends here and there and their love for horses to bring him even close to one. He'd forgotten how much he had adored them, how much he had missed having them in his life. But owning one, that was too much pain, he could watch his girlfriends ride, or whatever even help tack up or groom but he vowed never to be on the back of another horse as long as he lived. Or so he had planned.

Being broke made you desprate, and he was too proud to call home to mommy and daddy and beg to be pulled from a tight spot. Collage was a bitch to pay for, and he was already behind on bills. Maybe going to school as a vet wasn't the best decision of his lifetime. Even though Virgina Tech wasn't the best school for vet medicine the program was still expensive. He'd been flipping through the local 'help wanted' ads on the computer, trying to find a good quick job to pay his bills, when he stumbled upon a 'RIDER NEEDED!' notice. It was tempting, a good payout, enough for two weeks worth of bills. They needed a skilled rider to help in a show, something had happened to the rider and they needed a quick one time replacement. He clicked the next button, he was rusty anyway. If nothing panned out maybe he'd give them a call.

Now here he was in the middle of a costume show, all expenses paid and half of the money upfront. It was really too good to be true other than the fact he'd be on the back of a horse. She was a beautiful mare, something called a Nordanner, which he'd never heard of before. They came in all shapes and sizes apparently and hunted dragons, he had rolled his eyes at that, there were no such thing as dragons. He had come along with the boss, Morrigan, as well as a Raelan named Phyrne for his preformance. How on earth people owned such large cats he'd never understand. He was riding for Dragon Knight Stables, to help them out with earning this horse in auction. He'd never actually seen an auction work like this, but he liked the idea better than sitting in a booth with a number over their heads.

He had called home two nights prior after scrambling to come up with an idea for costume, something he could make on the fly. His mother had given the phone to his twelve year old sister, Victoria, she had said it needed to be scary, but not too scary. He had explained the type of horse he was riding, and she had suggested corpse bride. It was scary enough but not too scary for the horse. Then told him if he didn't go through with it she'd disown him, so Corpse bride it was. The costume was easy to sew, though doing all of that in a hotel room in the dead of night was a bit frustrating. It had taken far to many hours and far to many redos, but his experience with cosplaying had come in handy. All it needed to do was fit when draped over her, he could cinch it just right later.

Now she stood there all dressed up starring at him, she watched his every move, with extreme curiosity. His grandfather always told him that horses were more in tuned with our feelings than they were. He'd believe it watching this mare watch him. Deep down he was upset, and maybe even a little broken hearted. Horses were something he'd denied himself for a long time, the memories were far too painful. But this mare held his attention, he was afraid to ride again for certain, but she had such a look in her eyes that made him feel at ease. She seemed like a ghost, who was going to show him his way to happiness, the thought alone made him shiver. He knew once he got on that horses back he wasn't going to want to get off. But when Morrigan told him five minutes till showtime, he had to get over himself. He had a job to do, and he was going to do it well.

~~~~~~If I actually do win her~~~~~

When he got off of the unnamed ghost mare, Morrigan stood grinning ear to ear. Phyrne had done exactly like planned she had used her air magic to keep the fake crows flying around the fake landscape. He had hardly noticed the music in the background or the crowd around them, to him it had been all about the ride. She had felt wonderful underneath him, so willing and happy to be around him, doing things for him. She was a lot more docile than a lot of the thoroughbreds he had ridden in his life time. She was perfect.

He slowly slid off of her back and leaned his forehead against her shoulder, Morrigan had slinked off somewhere, probably to put her abnormally large cat to bed. The mare huffed beside him before turning her elegant neck around and rubbing his back.

"Horses are like women Caleb, when you find the right one, you better marry her. Because only one good one comes around in a lifetime."

It had been one of the things his grandfather had tried to drill in his head, and he had never quite understood it until now. She was perfect, she was almost like a dream. But he needed to come back down to earth, he'd done his job and now he would hand her off to her new owners. When her reins left his hand, he felt his heart break as he watched the beautiful pale mare walk away, she turned her head back and watched him stand there until he was out of her sight.

When he went back to DKS to get the rest of his paycheck, he caught sight of her out in the fields. Her head flew up as she starred at him, he glanced around and no one was around him, she couldn't be watching him could she? He quickly stepped inside, he needed to get his money and leave before he did something stupid. Morrigan had asked if he wanted to see her, to be proud of what he'd helped them do, or whatever. He should have said no, he should have turned and walk away. But he didn't and he was soon standing beside her, her head resting in his chest. It was like he was sixteen again, and when he walked away he'd be lost again.

"She doesn't have a rider you know?" Morrigan watched them, "haven't had time to find her perfect fit."

"I-I can't I'm in school and-"

"At Virgina Tech, I know, training to be a vet. We could use a vet assistant, our in home vet Jonas, he could use a younger guy like you. Free room and board, and she'd be yours, well at least to ride." Morrigan gave him a smile. "It's clear she adores you. I think you two could go far. All she needs is a name, and she's good to go."

The offer was tempting, too tempting. The mare was looking at him through her light lashes, her big blue eyes pleading with him to stay. "Let me think about it."

Later that night he called home, he needed someone to talk some sense into him. He had been avoiding this phone call since he'd done the event. His mother would ask how it felt to ride again, and all sorts of questions he didn't feel like answering. His sister, well she'd expect him to bring it home for her. Of course when you call home you never get what you want to hear always what you need to hear.

"Caleb, your grandfather wouldn't want you to turn this offer away. He'd be upset knowing you'd stopped after he died. You can't let that keep you from something you love. He'd be proud."

"He'd be upset it wasn't a thoroughbred," Caleb had chuckled, it was the only thinking keeping the lump in his throat down. "Ask Victoria what she wants to call her..."

"EMILY!"

And the deal was sealed, he packed up that night, and headed for his new home.

Ooops that's kinda a long story! It just ran away with me.

Info about those in bid:

Raelan:

DKS' Honourable Phyrne Fisher #54

Horse info: if I win her

Horse ID # 681
Horse name: The Corpse Bride "Emily"
Breed: Pure Nordanner
Registered: Not yet - buyer's job
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 16.1HH
Color: Smoky Cream
Genotype: Ee aa CrCr
Training: Basic training given, can be ridden
Tack: Daily + Dragon hunter full gear

Rider info: He's a new guy. I'll just give you his basics, name age and that bit. If I don't win her this guy probably won't exist. He's too perfect for her xD

Name: Caleb Kingston Harris
Age: 26
Gender: Male

references:
Emily's ref: berkleyfriesians.webs.com/Tyru…
Phyrne's ref: i.istockimg.com/file_thumbview…
Caleb's ref: www.blackswanfriesians.com.au/…

Description
My bid for the beautiful mare Nordanner import 681 . I had so many different ideas for this auction, and finally settled on Corpse Bride (if you couldn't tell xD). It's one of my favorite movies of all time and definitely my favorite Tim Burton film. Maybe not the most spooky theme but it's always a costume I've wanted to have and I figured if I couldn't dress up as her I'd dress a Nordanner up. I pulled a lot of inspiration from the forest where Victor first meets Emily. This whole thng took me forever, the forest alone took me a day to do, then her costume, also I hid the prettiest tail I ever drew *sighs* Hopefully it came out well! So wish me luck, I really hope I get her!!

Fall Art Auction And Masquerade Ball

Caleb hadn't ridden horses in a long time, since his grandfather passed away. He'd been around them since then but hadn't been on the back of one in over ten years. He had very fond memories of long summer vacations on his grandfathers thoroughbred farm in Kentucky. HIs parents would drive him down from D.C. there and they'd spend a few weeks down there before his parents drove back home and he'd and his grandfather would be alone for the rest of the summer. He'd been on the backs of quite a few prize winners and had learned how to ride and to fall off more than his fair share. He was sixteen, had just learned to drive and was excited about going down on his own for the first time, when he heard his grandfather wasn't doing well. It was quick, too quick, he had a tumor in his brain it was inoperable, they had found it too late and gave him only two months to live. So instead of the summer where his grandfather had promised him he'd start work for real on the summer, he was fixing up the place to sell. The land and all the stock went fast, faster than his grandfather, though he didn't last much longer. His mother said the heartbreak over the farm probably is what did him in. Either way, for a long time after Caleb couldn't stand even the smallest hint of horses. It took a few girlfriends here and there and their love for horses to bring him even close to one. He'd forgotten how much he had adored them, how much he had missed having them in his life. But owning one, that was too much pain, he could watch his girlfriends ride, or whatever even help tack up or groom but he vowed never to be on the back of another horse as long as he lived. Or so he had planned.

Being broke made you desprate, and he was too proud to call home to mommy and daddy and beg to be pulled from a tight spot. Collage was a bitch to pay for, and he was already behind on bills. Maybe going to school as a vet wasn't the best decision of his lifetime. Even though Virgina Tech wasn't the best school for vet medicine the program was still expensive. He'd been flipping through the local 'help wanted' ads on the computer, trying to find a good quick job to pay his bills, when he stumbled upon a 'RIDER NEEDED!' notice. It was tempting, a good payout, enough for two weeks worth of bills. They needed a skilled rider to help in a show, something had happened to the rider and they needed a quick one time replacement. He clicked the next button, he was rusty anyway. If nothing panned out maybe he'd give them a call.

Now here he was in the middle of a costume show, all expenses paid and half of the money upfront. It was really too good to be true other than the fact he'd be on the back of a horse. She was a beautiful mare, something called a Nordanner, which he'd never heard of before. They came in all shapes and sizes apparently and hunted dragons, he had rolled his eyes at that, there were no such thing as dragons. He had come along with the boss, Morrigan, as well as a Raelan named Phyrne for his preformance. How on earth people owned such large cats he'd never understand. He was riding for Dragon Knight Stables, to help them out with earning this horse in auction. He'd never actually seen an auction work like this, but he liked the idea better than sitting in a booth with a number over their heads.

He had called home two nights prior after scrambling to come up with an idea for costume, something he could make on the fly. His mother had given the phone to his twelve year old sister, Victoria, she had said it needed to be scary, but not too scary. He had explained the type of horse he was riding, and she had suggested corpse bride. It was scary enough but not too scary for the horse. Then told him if he didn't go through with it she'd disown him, so Corpse bride it was. The costume was easy to sew, though doing all of that in a hotel room in the dead of night was a bit frustrating. It had taken far to many hours and far to many redos, but his experience with cosplaying had come in handy. All it needed to do was fit when draped over her, he could cinch it just right later.

Now she stood there all dressed up starring at him, she watched his every move, with extreme curiosity. His grandfather always told him that horses were more in tuned with our feelings than they were. He'd believe it watching this mare watch him. Deep down he was upset, and maybe even a little broken hearted. Horses were something he'd denied himself for a long time, the memories were far too painful. But this mare held his attention, he was afraid to ride again for certain, but she had such a look in her eyes that made him feel at ease. She seemed like a ghost, who was going to show him his way to happiness, the thought alone made him shiver. He knew once he got on that horses back he wasn't going to want to get off. But when Morrigan told him five minutes till showtime, he had to get over himself. He had a job to do, and he was going to do it well.

~~~~~~If I actually do win her~~~~~

When he got off of the unnamed ghost mare, Morrigan stood grinning ear to ear. Phyrne had done exactly like planned she had used her air magic to keep the fake crows flying around the fake landscape. He had hardly noticed the music in the background or the crowd around them, to him it had been all about the ride. She had felt wonderful underneath him, so willing and happy to be around him, doing things for him. She was a lot more docile than a lot of the thoroughbreds he had ridden in his life time. She was perfect.

He slowly slid off of her back and leaned his forehead against her shoulder, Morrigan had slinked off somewhere, probably to put her abnormally large cat to bed. The mare huffed beside him before turning her elegant neck around and rubbing his back.

"Horses are like women Caleb, when you find the right one, you better marry her. Because only one good one comes around in a lifetime."

It had been one of the things his grandfather had tried to drill in his head, and he had never quite understood it until now. She was perfect, she was almost like a dream. But he needed to come back down to earth, he'd done his job and now he would hand her off to her new owners. When her reins left his hand, he felt his heart break as he watched the beautiful pale mare walk away, she turned her head back and watched him stand there until he was out of her sight.

When he went back to DKS to get the rest of his paycheck, he caught sight of her out in the fields. Her head flew up as she starred at him, he glanced around and no one was around him, she couldn't be watching him could she? He quickly stepped inside, he needed to get his money and leave before he did something stupid. Morrigan had asked if he wanted to see her, to be proud of what he'd helped them do, or whatever. He should have said no, he should have turned and walk away. But he didn't and he was soon standing beside her, her head resting in his chest. It was like he was sixteen again, and when he walked away he'd be lost again.

"She doesn't have a rider you know?" Morrigan watched them, "haven't had time to find her perfect fit."

"I-I can't I'm in school and-"

"At Virgina Tech, I know, training to be a vet. We could use a vet assistant, our in home vet Jonas, he could use a younger guy like you. Free room and board, and she'd be yours, well at least to ride." Morrigan gave him a smile. "It's clear she adores you. I think you two could go far. All she needs is a name, and she's good to go."

The offer was tempting, too tempting. The mare was looking at him through her light lashes, her big blue eyes pleading with him to stay. "Let me think about it."

Later that night he called home, he needed someone to talk some sense into him. He had been avoiding this phone call since he'd done the event. His mother would ask how it felt to ride again, and all sorts of questions he didn't feel like answering. His sister, well she'd expect him to bring it home for her. Of course when you call home you never get what you want to hear always what you need to hear.

"Caleb, your grandfather wouldn't want you to turn this offer away. He'd be upset knowing you'd stopped after he died. You can't let that keep you from something you love. He'd be proud."

"He'd be upset it wasn't a thoroughbred," Caleb had chuckled, it was the only thinking keeping the lump in his throat down. "Ask Victoria what she wants to call her..."

"EMILY!"

And the deal was sealed, he packed up that night, and headed for his new home.

Ooops that's kinda a long story! It just ran away with me.

Info about those in bid:

Raelan:

DKS' Honourable Phyrne Fisher #54

Horse info: if I win her

Horse ID # 681
Horse name: The Corpse Bride "Emily"
Breed: Pure Nordanner
Registered: Not yet - buyer's job
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 16.1HH
Color: Smoky Cream
Genotype: Ee aa CrCr
Training: Basic training given, can be ridden
Tack: Daily + Dragon hunter full gear

Rider info: He's a new guy. I'll just give you his basics, name age and that bit. If I don't win her this guy probably won't exist. He's too perfect for her xD

Name: Caleb Kingston Harris
Age: 26
Gender: Male

references:
Emily's ref: berkleyfriesians.webs.com/Tyru…
Phyrne's ref: i.istockimg.com/file_thumbview…
Caleb's ref: www.blackswanfriesians.com.au/…