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Results: Mocha won 2nd!

For ~MorningGloryMeadows show

Don't you love the HARPG? This mare was designed today as a foal, and five hours later, she is a three year old mare

Story:

Luka backed the frisky mare out of the trailer. “Hey, easy girl, its ok, woah…” Mocha was not having any of his gentle talking and she lunged at him while he tried to back her out of the trailer. She bit him on the arm and he yelled. “By god! You are a stupid, annoying- ow!” Mocha had bitten him again, this time on the shoulder.
“Luka? You okay in there?”
“Oh I’m peachy keen! How are you?” Elijah rolled his eyes at his brother’s sarcasm. Suddenly a large hoof came out of the trailer, and missed him by an inch. He growled to himself. “Will you get her out already?”
The young mare tossed her head and instead of going the rest of the way nice and easy, like they hoped, she practically ran backwards. Finally, with Elijah’s help and a gentle hand, Luka managed to get Mocha to calm down a little. Elijah smiled and pet Mocha’s neck. “Good girl. See the trailer isn’t so bad.” The brothers looked at each other and sighed. They were both completely covered in dust, with hay in their ponytails. Mocha tossed her head again and let out an earsplitting whinny. She was answered by some other horse at the show, and Luka sighed. With a horrible struggle, and a bit of wrestling, the mare had her saddle on her back, and her barrel racing boots on. Elijah and Luka looked at each other, nervous about putting her bridle on. Suddenly Jenny called over to them. “Elijah, Luka, she is all checked in for the barrel racing!.” At her voice, Mocha calmed down and she stood perfectly still. Jenny walked over and looked at them with her hands on her hips. “What is your problem? Why are you both so dirty?”
Luka was the first one to have words out of his mouth. “That thing attacked us! She bit me twice, and tried to kick Elijah in the side!”
Jenny raised an eyebrow. “Honestly, how can you say that? She is as sweet as anything. I mean, look at her.” Mocha dipped her head and nickered to Jenny. Jenny rolled her eyes and held out a carrot to the mare. Mocha grabbed it quickly then swung her head back to face the brothers. When she finished she nickered to them.
“See! She is laughing at us!”
“Wow… you have a very vivid imagination Eli.” She slipped the halter off Mocha’s neck and put her bridle on easily. She grabbed her hat from the trailer and led the mare to the ring to wait her turn. Elijah and Luka followed glumly, and glared at the mare in front of them.
***
“Jennifer Truman, and Northwood’s Livin’ La Vida Mocha is on deck. Will they please come to the barrel racing arena at this time.” Jenny looked behind her. “Wish us luck boys.” They just nodded and waved half heartedly. She rolled her eyes and pushed Mocha forward. The mare snorted softly, and trotted forward. Soon, they were in the starting gate, and Mocha pawed at the dirt as she eyed the barrels in front of her. The gate opened and she charged forward. She turned nimbly around the barrels, kicking up dirt from the arena. Mocha went around the last barrel, and galloped toward the finish line, with Jenny pressing her heals to the mares sides, urging her to go faster.

yes, I have done another story

Name of Equine: Northwood's Livin' La Vida Mocha
Name of Rider/Showman: Jennifer Truman (Jenny)
Stable: Northwood Stables
Event Competing in: Barrel Racing
Link to Equine's reference: foal ref

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Description
Results: Mocha won 2nd!

For ~MorningGloryMeadows show

Don't you love the HARPG? This mare was designed today as a foal, and five hours later, she is a three year old mare

Story:

Luka backed the frisky mare out of the trailer. “Hey, easy girl, its ok, woah…” Mocha was not having any of his gentle talking and she lunged at him while he tried to back her out of the trailer. She bit him on the arm and he yelled. “By god! You are a stupid, annoying- ow!” Mocha had bitten him again, this time on the shoulder.
“Luka? You okay in there?”
“Oh I’m peachy keen! How are you?” Elijah rolled his eyes at his brother’s sarcasm. Suddenly a large hoof came out of the trailer, and missed him by an inch. He growled to himself. “Will you get her out already?”
The young mare tossed her head and instead of going the rest of the way nice and easy, like they hoped, she practically ran backwards. Finally, with Elijah’s help and a gentle hand, Luka managed to get Mocha to calm down a little. Elijah smiled and pet Mocha’s neck. “Good girl. See the trailer isn’t so bad.” The brothers looked at each other and sighed. They were both completely covered in dust, with hay in their ponytails. Mocha tossed her head again and let out an earsplitting whinny. She was answered by some other horse at the show, and Luka sighed. With a horrible struggle, and a bit of wrestling, the mare had her saddle on her back, and her barrel racing boots on. Elijah and Luka looked at each other, nervous about putting her bridle on. Suddenly Jenny called over to them. “Elijah, Luka, she is all checked in for the barrel racing!.” At her voice, Mocha calmed down and she stood perfectly still. Jenny walked over and looked at them with her hands on her hips. “What is your problem? Why are you both so dirty?”
Luka was the first one to have words out of his mouth. “That thing attacked us! She bit me twice, and tried to kick Elijah in the side!”
Jenny raised an eyebrow. “Honestly, how can you say that? She is as sweet as anything. I mean, look at her.” Mocha dipped her head and nickered to Jenny. Jenny rolled her eyes and held out a carrot to the mare. Mocha grabbed it quickly then swung her head back to face the brothers. When she finished she nickered to them.
“See! She is laughing at us!”
“Wow… you have a very vivid imagination Eli.” She slipped the halter off Mocha’s neck and put her bridle on easily. She grabbed her hat from the trailer and led the mare to the ring to wait her turn. Elijah and Luka followed glumly, and glared at the mare in front of them.
***
“Jennifer Truman, and Northwood’s Livin’ La Vida Mocha is on deck. Will they please come to the barrel racing arena at this time.” Jenny looked behind her. “Wish us luck boys.” They just nodded and waved half heartedly. She rolled her eyes and pushed Mocha forward. The mare snorted softly, and trotted forward. Soon, they were in the starting gate, and Mocha pawed at the dirt as she eyed the barrels in front of her. The gate opened and she charged forward. She turned nimbly around the barrels, kicking up dirt from the arena. Mocha went around the last barrel, and galloped toward the finish line, with Jenny pressing her heals to the mares sides, urging her to go faster.

yes, I have done another story

Name of Equine: Northwood's Livin' La Vida Mocha
Name of Rider/Showman: Jennifer Truman (Jenny)
Stable: Northwood Stables
Event Competing in: Barrel Racing
Link to Equine's reference: foal ref

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