SpyGlass Ranch [Open]

In hopes of becoming successful a young man by the name of William Davis buys an old ranch in the middle of Idaho. Withing a few months the ranch is back up to it's former glory, and is now known by the name of SpyGlass Ranch. William bought 10 quarter horses in hopes some will become champions. Some have well known relatives, and some do not. Sometimes things come from where you don't expect them to come from.

Note: I may edit this with that the ranch looks like. Idk if I will since I am very busy. 

Inside of stables; found on DC Builders

Rules:

1 - Be kind, and literate

2 - Don't ask if any spots are filled

3 - Hate the character, not the player

4 - Characters must have at least 1 flaw

5 - mentioning a horse's horrible past is fine, but none of that in the present (abuse)

6 - Follow EV rules

7 - drama is allowed

8 - Have fun!!

  Clay
   Clay rode Esprit down the beaten old path that leads toward the ranch, Remy in tow. Esprit's bouncy gate lulled him into a rhythm, head bobbing and tongue dry from humming. The trio passed a fallen old dogwood, setting their ETA back to the ranch right at 25 minutes. "It's real nice out here in the summer, yeah Esprit? Nice weather, green leaves, real nice sunrise... the whole pack." They rode easily back to the ranch in the dark- before sunrise was their only time off. Clay found it nice to be able to get away from everyone else, but of course, he tended to miss his crazy lifestyle.

Esprit
Esprit bounced along, paying the darkness no mind. Remy and Clay were the only things she needed to be happy, and here she had it. She jerked her ears back to the sound of Clay's deep voice, and she lost her train of thought. Not that she had much of one anyways, she let Clay make all the decisions. Definitely for the best. Esprit shook out her mane and enjoyed the short snippet of the sunrise she got through the trees. Her chores were calling her name back at the ranch, waiting on her arrival. When the trio arrived at the ranch, Clay led Esprit to the dirt wash-bay, tied her, and told her to "stay put Esprit. Do not move." Esprit liked doing what Clay said, so she decided to stay as still as she could, like the old metal statue staring her down at the gate of the ranch. 

Last edited on 2021-06-18 at 05:09:05 by ᴛʀᴜQᴜᴇ

Fay
     Fay was in a trailer with a few other horses, and were headed to their new home. The young mare was a beautiful strawberry roan with a blaze running down her face. She also had two stockings on her hind legs. Fay figured the other youngsters in the trailer were a colt, and the other seemed to be another mare. The colt had seemed to be a blue roan, and it was kinda hard to see him since the sky was dark. The filly kept to herself staying quiet as she was shy around strangers. 
     When they reached their new home, Fay could see a statue of a quarter horse in the front along with beautiful gates that opened as the truck and trailer pulled up. The filly had never seen anything so high class. Was she really going to be living here? When the truck stopped, Fay could hear several footsteps before the trailer was opened. Fay looked as the trailer was opened. There was a small group of people, and one of which walked into the trailer, and attached a lead rope to her halter. The filly was the first to be led out of the trailer since she was the closest to the back of the trailer. 
     Fay tried to remain calm. All the new noises, the strangers, everything was a bit too stressful. It was always hard moving into a new stable. This wasn't the first time the filly was bought. Once she was out of the trailer, she was put in a pasture, which held a couple of horses in it as well. Fay just kept to herself looking around at the corner of the pasture.

Last edited on 2021-06-16 at 13:55:14 by ɦօʀֆɛɢɨʀʟ

Trucker
Trucker Grew to Excited to eat his Netted hay inn the Trailer.. It was a Slightly bumpy Ride for him which hhe had to grow Use to.. Suddenly, a Shock of Brightness hit his Eyes.. Trucker 's Nostrils Flared, as he Whinced, and Neighed Almost like a Dragon taking In for Command.. A Large Human Male Let lose Truckers Lead Rope, As it was Attached to a Ring Above Him... Trucker Was Slowly Backed Out, As His Legs grew Numb for a Few Seconds and Then Sore due to being Stuck in Such a Tight Space for Three Days.. He'd Flick his Long Black Forlock, with a few Strips of White Hair in them.. Trucker Pawed His Hoof, as The Man Who Unloaded Him Was Officially On his Way Now.. Trucker was Now in the Hands Of a Tall Man, Who RUbbed His Face. Trucker Kept Silent, As he Noticed A Large Barn Straight Behind Him.. Trucker Was lead to a Post Out in thee Heat that his Body wasn't Ever So use to.. Currently He still had his WInter Coat Upholded..

Lanie
"Ah! You're Such a Georgus Man! Honestly, I hope this works Out Fine.. I've Never Worked with a Stallion Before, Just Geldings Honestly." Lanie Grabbed Out Brush, and Some Detangler Spray, as She was Slowly Going to Get all those Knots from his Tail to His Mane.. She'd Spray His Long, Fizzy Mane and Brushed Out the Ssmall Knots.. It Didn't take long for Lanie to finish getting the Knots Out of his Mane, Luckily, Even His Tail.. Lanie Took a Small Towel, Wiping the Sweat from her Forhead.. "Gah.. It's So hot Out Here" Lanie Ignored the Troubling heat, pulling out a Small pair of scissors, and cutting his tail even.. She'd Basically give Trucker a "TailStyle" As his tail Went more Frizzy, and Thick..  Lanie Pulled out A few Hoof Treatment Items for Later today and keeping his Feet In Quality.. She'd Pick his Feet and Sprayed Them Down.. " We May have to Get the Farrier Out Here.. You Have No Shoes One, Even On the Hind Hoofs.." Lanie Did a Quick Shave, As she Shaved off his Winter Coat Revealing a Light Shimmer of Blue Tint On his Body, And a few Black Dapples Appearing. Lanie Took him Off the Post, and Into his Stall Currently A stall Away from where the Mares are Placed.. She'd Pat His Neck, taking off His White Rope Halter, and Closing the Stall Door.. She'd Hang the Halter, Throwing In a few Stacks of Alfala and Coastal Hay.. "Alrighty Bub, That's it for Now until i tack you up for later."

Trucker
Trucker Felt a Light Sense on his Body, Feeling Much Cooler than when he Arrived, but Found the Flies more Anoyying.. He'd Whack his Tail to His Sides, Taking a Sip of Water from his Automatic Water.. Trucker Took a Deep Breath, And Munched On his Hay Below Him..

William 
" Hey Lanie!" William Whistled, Waving From Afar, as he was Sitting On his Truck's Tailgate, Drinking from Truuly Along with it.

Lanie
Lanie Ran over as fast as she Could, and Simply supported herself on Williams Truck Catching for Air, and Wiping the sweat from her forehead once More "Yes William?"  Lanie Stood up, And Drinked a Few Sips of her Water which was found in her Back Pocket of her Jeans.

William
" Hey, I shouldn't told you this Earlier, but could you let out Trucker in the Pasture, Not with the mares Though, but we have a unoccupied one right next to them. I heard his Good with mares, so Go ahead and do that for Me, i'll be keeping an Eye on Em' Though."

Lanie
Lanie Simply Nodded, Running back to the barn where Trucker was Held.. She'd Grab his Lead Rope and Halter.. In her Eyes Trucker seemed Offended of Being Stepped away from his Precious hay.. She'd Take him from his Stall, Leading him to the Pasture. She'd Turn off the Electric Fence, and Electric Springs which was the Gate.. Lanie Took out the Springs, Leading Trucker into the Small Pasture, And Simply letting him off the Halter.. She'd Drop his Halter on the Ground Next to the Spring Gate, And she Turned the Electric Fence to Low which is What it was always set at.. She'd Walk Off, Going into the Barn to Clean Up Truckers Stall and Fix it Up as she Did it just because she Enjoyed it.

Trucker
Trucker Waved his Tail back And Forth at the Terrorizing Horse Flies, Which the Fly Spray had No Affect On.. He'd Paw the Ground, And Twitched his Ears.. Trucker Snorted, Taking a Few large Bits from the Green Grass Below Him 

Fay
     Fay was placed in a stall an hour after her arrival. It had seemed as though the stallions, geldings, and mares weren't really separated into different barns like her last home. It would take some getting used to especially how high class this place was. The young mare never imagined living in a place so high class. Not long after a young man, or a boy led the new mare to go get groomed. On her way out she passed the blue roan stallion who was in the trailer with her. 
     The young mare has had many grooming sessions that were better than what she was getting right now. This place is high class. Why am I being groomed by this boy who shows no interest, and doesn't know what he is doing? She thought to herself. By the time she was "done", the boy who's name was Elijah put her back into her stall. Fay turned around, and stuck her head out of her stall, and looked around. "Why does that boy even work here? He shows no interest, and doesn't do any good on grooming. I still feel dirty from those several days of being stuck in that dreadful trailer," Fay went on complaining a bit. Like anyone would be listening to her. She was mainly just talking to herself, and not only that it seemed as though most of the other horses weren't in their stalls.

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Trucker
Trucker Whipped his Tail, Rising his Head, As a Man in a Gray Jeep Got Out, and Went towards Him.. The Man Picked Up his Halter, and led Him from the Pasture to the Post.. Trucker Perked his Ears Forward as William and This Man (Ferrier) Were Talking.. The Ferrier Nodded, Grabbing out his Tools, and Even Pulled out a Oven Like Object.. Trucker Pinned his Ears, and Snorted.. The Guy Grabbed his Shaving Tool, and Snipers As He Shaved Down Truckers Feet, and Snipped His Feet.. Trucker Had his Feet Done Not Many Times Before But He'd never Lay Eyes On Two Ovens That Were Near Him.. He'd Lift his Head, as the Guy Pressed a Horseshoe On his Hoof, Later on doing the Rest.. Trucker Relaxed His Head realizing the Sound only Made him Timid but it Never did any Damage or Hurt Him Otherwise.. Truckers Huffed, As he heard Slammers Onto a Anvil, And Then Clips of the Man Clipping the Nails out of His Feet.. Then Suddenly, The Feeling Hit Him.. The Man Pressed a Steaming Hot Iron Brand near his Point of Hip.. He'd Pin his Ear, and about ran the guy Over Until he Took the Red Iron away from His Hip.. Trucker Pounded His Hoof, as the Pain Slowly Dozed Away, As the Man Slowly Packed Up and was Handed a Check.. Trucker Muffled Under his Muzzle "Getting Paid for Branding Me? That Sucks, ".. He Caught the eye of Lanie Stretching ut her Arms as She Came Around the Corner Walking into the Tackroom, and then out with white Saddle Pad.. She'd Move it up to withers for Comfort, and Rushed Back Into the Tackroom With a Oak Saddle, with a Bridle Around the Horn.. She'd Throw it On his Back as the Saddle was Quite Heavy but the Saddlepad kept it Comfortable.. She'd Pat His Neck as She Did his Cinch and Back Cinch.. Trucker Huffed, As a bit of Sweat Already Formed under his Saddle Pad.. He Could Feel Lanie Bend Down As she Tied a Strap Between the Cinch and The back Cinch, Moving Onto the Breast Collar Quickly.. She'd Keep the Bridle on his Horn.. Trucker Lifted Up his Head as Wlliam Came Into view, Taking Trucker from Lanie.. Lanie Patted His Buttocks, And Waved at Him.. He'd Look around in the Stalls Seeing a Mare In the Stall Not to Far away from His.. 

Fay
     The young mare was know the only one left in the barn. What was she supposed to do? Fay may have been shy around those she didn't know, but she hated being alone like this. The last thing she wanted to do was make a bad impression by escaping. Good thing cause someone came, and attached a white lead rope to her white halter. The brightness of the white had tied in with her coat, and she liked staying clean, so her coat stayed pretty. Fay was placed back in the pasture which held other mares. She just stood a distance from the white oak fence, and looked at where the other mares were. Should she greet them, or just stay put? The mare was shy, and decided to stay put. She found a sweet patch of grass to graze on in the meantime.

Trucker
Trucker was Led to an Outside arena with Fans along the Fence Line.. He noticed a New mare out in the Mares Pasture as the Outside Arena was pretty close to the Pasture he was In.. The Man who has been Leading Him Grabbed His Bridle off the Horn and Took off the halter, throwing it aside the long fence line.. The Man Put his thumb in the corner of his Mouth which Made trucker Open Up His Mouth.. " Your Thumb Doesn't Taste very Good Sir" Truckers Words Muffled As he was still Learning to Talk From Himself Under A Bit.. The Man Quickly Got Up, And Fixed His Saddle.. The Owner of The Barn Sat Under a Shaded Platform Near the Arena.. Trucker Huffed, as his natural head Gate Kept Him Low.. His Muscular Form Flexed Beneath the Sun, Allowing His Muscles to Become Visible and Pop under the Suns Glaze.. Trucker Twitched his Ear hearing The Man on Him, and the Owner of the Barn Talking.. He'd Pick up a Collected Trot, As He Pulled In his Face to Facing the ground counting On Williams Signals for Direction.. Trucker felt the mans Feet Go Towards His Shoulders, As he Did a Immediate Stop.. The Sand from the Ground Fouled Around His Feet.. Trucker Was Asked a Few Things, Such Sliding Stops, His Half-Pass, Anchored, Maneuver, And His Lead Changes.. He was Also Asked to Do what he calls " Dizzy Spins" Himself.. Trucker grew Dizzy But caught back His Vision Quickly Being asked Into a Canter.. He'd Then Turn Around Towards the Center of the Arena, and was Clicked to Pick Up his Gallop.. So, He Did.. Trucker Lowered His Tail, as His Rider Sat Back, and Threw His Feet Forward, Giving Trucker Rein.. Trucker Slid Across the Arena, With Sand and Dirt Kicked Up Behind Him.. Skid Marks of His Feet Being Dragged In the Ground Formed.. Trucker Stood Up.. Sweat Dripped from is Face, to His Flank.. The Rider Patted Him On the Neck, and Rode Him back to The Barn, as The Owner Walked Beside Him.. Trucker was Breathing Hard at the Heatness Of the Torturing Sun 

Fay
     Fay grazed for a bit peacefully. She was a bit stressed from the whole move, and needed some time to settle in. The young mare looked up to look around at her surroundings which included the other mares, the barn, mountains in the distance, and the stallion who was in the arena. She watched him for a bit just for something to do. Then she decided to go canter around the pasture a bit to stretch her legs. Fay was stuck in a trailer for the past few days, and needed to feel the wind in her mane. She did although stay away from the other mares. She did notice one of the mares seemed to be a chestnut, and maybe another one was a grullo. 
     After stretching her legs, which felt amazing, Fay trotted over to the water through to get a drink. The cool water felt good, as she was hot and sweaty. Fay hated being covered in sweat. Now her coat was dirty and sticky. She was interrupted when the blue roan stallion was ridden past her, but quickly went back to drinking. The newcomer trotted away as a couple of mares walked over to the trough for a drink. 
     A few hours later, Fay was back in her stall. Her boring stall. Though, it was nice having a stall big enough she would walk around in it. Fay was still getting used to how high class this place was. Eventually, she went to her hay net, and enjoyed her meal. 

Trucker
Trucker was Hosed off From Hoof to Neck With Iced Cold Water to Prevent Him From Soring.. Trucker Tried Standing Still But Couldn't Help But Lift His Legs a Bit as the Cold Water Rushed Down Them.. He'd Been Takin to His Stall By Lanie, And put In the Stall with the Small Paddock In the Back of His Stall Open.. He'd Take a Deep Breath as He was Pretty Tired.. The Blue Roan Stud Lifted his head to A Random Girl Pouring His Meal in a Bucket.. She'd Drop Some Soaked Oats In there as Well.. He'd Lift His Tail, as His Happy "Stallion" Neigh Echoed Threwout the Barn.. He'd Eat Up his Meal Quickly, Not Missing A Single Scrape left In his Bucket.. Truckers Bucket was Pure Clean, As He Snickered, Taking a Few Sips of Water out of his Water.. 

Fay
     Fay was finished with her meal when she heard the stallion neigh. She turned around in her stall, and stuck her head out of the stall. The mare looked at him for a moment before looking away. She noticed someone up in the hay loft as they dropped hay to the ground in front of her stall. Fay gave a snort and a stomp of her hoof. A few moments later she turned back around in her stall with her back end facing the front of her stall. Occasionally she would swat her tail at some of the annoying flies as she gave another snort.

Trucker
The Stallion Snicker, Lifting His Head Up, Noticing a Mare Not to Far Away from Him.. The Blue Roan Stallion Grinned 
" Hello!" He'd Smile at the Mare, as He never Really Talked to Mares Other Than Geldings. He'd Slack his Tail to the Flies Waiting for the mares Response

Fay
     The mare's ear perked as she heard the stallion. Was he talking to her? She turned back around in her stall, and looked at the stallion. "H-hi," she said shy and hesitantly. She wasn't good with strangers, and didn't really know what to say or do. It had been awhile since Fay had talked to another horse. Her friend at her old home, who she missed deeply, but she couldn't remain a stranger forever.

Trucker
Trucker Cocked his head, But then Smiled as the Mare Replied.. He'd Notice the Mares Tinderness and Shyness.. Trucker Relaxed His Head Putting His Head Upright "Hello! I'm Trucker. You might be?"The Stallion Kicked his abdomen As a Horsefly Bit Him..