SpyGlass Ranch [Open]

Esprit
Esprit was the oldest of the bunch, she turned 2 last week. When the owner repaired the old ranch, he thought a filly in the pasture might do it a little good. Esprit was far ahead with her training, so that meant the new, (now usual) stable hand Clay could take her on. Esprit didn’t let the minor age gap slow down her introduction with the new fillies and colts though, and she watched as the truck and trailer approached. She wanted desperately to go see who was inside, but Clay beckoned her away. Later in the day when Esprit finally had a chance to go see the new arrivals, she did just so. She trotted up to the barn, whinnying a greeting to all the barn held. Remy loped beside Clay, who lead the pair into the barn. Esprit slowed near the new horses’ stalls to take a peek at it’s contents, and nickered a second greeting hello to a filly just younger than herself. “Hello, I’m Esprit!” Before Esprit could finish and ask the fillies name back, Clay was leading her out the south end of the barn, towards the barrel arena. Ooh, exciting!

( Ay, By the Way, My Rider is William Dupont, and I just Remembered that The Owner is Also A William, So i'll be Putting Their First Two Last Name Uncials For Now Lmao)

William DU
" So are we going to geld Trucker or Is that a Possible No?"  William DU Walked with William DA By his Side.. William DU Fixed His Hat, as he Awaited for His Response..

William DAVIS
" Did you see His Conformation, Especially, at Age one, Nearly two with how he Looks, and how well trained he Is, I'm pretty sure we'll keep in a Stud, we could put him on Market as a Stud Fee.. We could make Good Money, everyone wants a neatly trained Stud like Him, Especially with that coat on him. We could possibly buy some broodmares in the future, make some good expense out of his offspring." William Fixed His Fleece Jacket, And Meddled With His Pockets " Alrighty, I'll be on my way. I gotta fix up a truck around this neighborhood. But you better do that stallion good. His a Good One." William DUPONT Nodded his head in agreement. He'd drink his last sip of Truuly..

Trucker
Trucker Fastened His Ears Forward.. He Never really acted like a Stallion Would, More like a Gelding Infact.. He watched the Mare pass By his Stall, As he made No movement that every other stallion would Most likely.. Trucker Fixed his Eyes on the Ground, Yawning.. He'd Slump to the Center of his Stall, Laying down in the Saving finding Himself Fastened Asleep..

Fay
     Fay was about to reply as an older mare passed by. She took a small step back not wanting to bump into the back of her stall. Her attention went back to the stallion after she took a step forward once the mare pasted. She hesitated once again, and was about to reply when she saw him lay down. Fay turned around in her stall a took a drink. The filly was hungry, but she had finished her meal earlier.
     Not long after a groom walked by, and saw Fay's coat. My how dirty it was and sticky with the sweat. The "groom" who had "groomed" her earlier did a terrible job. Thankfully the groom grabbed her lead rope, opened the stall door, and led the filly out of the stall once he got the lead rope attached to the halter. She had passed by the stallion's stall. Trucker was it? Yeah I think so. She thought as she passed by. 
     This grooming session was a lot better than the one from earlier. Fay even got a bath. It felt amazing to finally get clean. Being in a trailer for 3 to 4 days can really get your coat dirty, and the sweat. The filly hated to be dirty, but sometimes you just have to. Once Fay was back in her stall she felt refreshed. Her coat was still a bit wet and a darker color due to the water, but it would dry soon, and sure enough it did.
     Fay was entertaining herself in the stall by watching another horse doing barrels in one of the pastures that she could see from her stall. The filly loved barrels, and she was quite good at them. Trying to go as fast as you can around a barrel, and trying to be as tight as possible without knocking down the barrel. Professional's times were only 8 seconds! Now that Fay lived in a place this high class, would it be possible for her, and her rider to become professionals? Or better yet champions? She think about it much, just the fact she wanted to be out there doing those barrels right now. She didn't even need a rider to do them. 

Trucker
Trucker was All-So-fallen Asleep Until William Dupont Walked in With his Halter.. He'd Sit Next to Trucker Leaning Against His Back on Truckers Stomach.. Trucker Raised his Head Curious, As the Cowboy Fixed His Hat, Getting Up and Then Attached His Halter to Trucker.. Trucker Got Up, Shaking the Shavings Off of His Body But Not His Tail and Mane.. Lanie Zoomed In, as Trucker Flicked His Tail, Twitching On of His Ears As she Zoomed To His Mane.. He'd Pound his Leg to a Pesky Fly, As Lanie Blurted "I'll GO ahead and get the Shavings off His Tail and Mane, and Then Fly Spray His Legs." Trucker Admitted To Himself that Lanie was A Pretty Decent Girl.. She Did Love what she Did Best.. Lanie Covered His Legs In Fly spray After she Got out all the Shavings..

Lanie
Lanie Looks at William Dupont and Smiles "All Done!" She'd Pull out a Piece of Hay From her Hair, and Wiped off the Shavings On her Legs, as She Watched William Dupont Tangle the Lead rope on the other Side of Trucker Halter.."Bareback Time i Believe?"

Trucker
Trucker Kept his Head Low, as he was Led into a Soft-Sandy Arena, Much Different Than the One He Rode In.. The Last one, the Sand was Much Harder and felt Like it hadn't been Sprinkled with Water In Days.. Trucker Took a Deep Breath, And let out his large breath as His Nostrils Flared.. He Felt William Dupont Latch On his Mane, and Kick Himself Up onto Trucker.. Trucker was Surprised That William Dupont Could Do So, as Trucker was a Pretty Large Man.. Trucker Lifted His Head to A Few Cows.. Trucker Hit it to Him, As He Knew he Would be Doing his Favorite Thing.. He'd Rise his Tail and Yelped " Oooo This is Gonna be Fun!" Trucker Immediately Walked over to the Cows, W/O Instructions From William Dupont.. He'd Snicker, Waiting for William to Pick out his Cow and Get Ready.. Trucker Eyed a Brown Cow when He Went threw the Middle of the Herd.. The Cow was Trying to Catch Up But Struggled.. Trucker Did a Sharp Turn, With his Legs Out and Forward.. William Held Onto HIs Mane as Trucker Felt His Calves, and Thighs Snug Onto his Sides.. Trucker Kept His Head Low, and Focused On the Cow.. The Cow Made a Turn, as Trucker Followed Before William Could Ask Him To.. Trucker was Just Doin' His Own Thing.. Cutting was Honestly His Favorite.. The Cow Wouldn't Move for a Few Minutes Until Trucker Came In, and Charge at the Cow, Nipping His Hind End Making the Cow Charge Forward.. Trucker Followed the Cow Along the Herd, And Pulled His Feet to a Stop.. Trucker Ignored William On his Back as William did have Quite the Seat There.. The Cow Made a Catfish to the Right.. Trucker Didn't Move His Hind Legs until the Cow did  To.. He Followed the Claves Movement, as The Calve Tried Juking Trucker Out, But it Didn't Work.. The Calve Was Pushing From Right-To-Left Over and Over.. Trucker Followed, as His Shoulder Muscles Flexed Being Pushed Against the Soft Sand.. He Used Each Font Leg Until the Clave Charge to the Side, and Stopped, Making a Sharp Turn to the Right.. Trucker Followed Until William Quit Him.. Giving Him a Massive Pat on the Neck and Shoulder.. Trucker was Already Sweaty as Moving Quick In the Heat Like that Got Him Hot Quickly.. William Got Off, as He Walked Trucker from the Arena..

Lanie
" Here! I'll Go ahead and Take Trucker, and Fix Him Up." Lanie Took Trucker from William, as William Nodded, Sitting Down On a Wooden Bench.. Lanie led Trucker Out of the Barn as the Arena Connect to the barn that Trucker was Currently In.. Lanie Led Him out to the Hose, and Sprayed Down Each Leg For Five Minutes to Relieve Soreness.. She Could Feel that Trucker Cooled Down, But could See the Steam From his Neck Flowing.. She'd Spray His Neck, Down his Back and To His Buttocks.. Lanie Dried Him off with a Squeegee and A Towel.. Lanie Pulled Out a Brush, and Brushed Down His Mane, Getting out All the Knots she Came in Counter With

Fay
     Fay was back in the pasture by the time Trucker was done with the cows. She was in a different pasture though, and it had a nice oak tree to stand underneath for shade. She decided to gallop around the pasture. The filly still needed to stretch her legs. Fay did wonder why no one rode her yet. Sure she needed time to settle in, but she wanted to do something else besides galloping in a pasture or standing still in a stall. Sure the stalls were bigger than her old one, but you still couldn't do much other than walk back and forth a few steps. And if course right when she was finally clean, Fay was back in the pasture covered in sweat. Why did it have to be so hot?
     Fay was starting to get a bit lonely. So far she'd only somewhat met two horses; the stallion Trucker, and that older mare who's name was Esprit. Right that's her name? Yeah pretty sure it is. She thought to herself as she came to a stop, and watched as Trucker was being cooled off. Why did she keep looking at him? Trucker wasn't the first blue roan stallion she had seen. Maybe it was just the fact that they were stuck in a trailer together for several days. Yeah maybe that was it.
     Later that day, Fay was groomed once again. She was then put into her stall for the night. She munched happily on her meal which had been refilled. This place isn't so bad. Well except for that one groom earlier. Why does he work here? He shows no interest, doesn't pay attention, is terrible at grooming, and is always on that box. What's so entertaining about a box? She kept rambling on inside her head. Clearly no one could hear her. 
     Sleeping that night was hard. It was always hard sleeping somewhere you don't know. She'll get better in a few days. Fay just didn't get why she wasn't getting ridden. The other's have, but why not her? That was only one of the things keeping her up that night. Another was the strange noises there were during the night. Fay looked out of her stall, and it seemed as though all the other horses were sleeping except for her. What to do? She thought.

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Admiral
Standing still inside the trailer that Admiral was kept in was practically torture for her. Before the trip, Kisa had promised the mare that she would be out and about in no time, galloping at the new barn to her heart's content. As of right now, though, the only movement she felt were the bumps in the road. Her legs ached to get out there, and so it was a relief when she felt the trailer come to a stop. She would have practically broken down the door had Lucy not opened it. 

Lucy
Opening the trailer door, she immediately came face to face with the overwhelming height of Admiral. The mare wasn't the tallest Quarter she'd ever seen, but definitely the top ten on the list. She grinned at Admiral. Although the palomino seem to have an... interesting personality, to say the least, she could tell it would be quite the adventure working with her, even if she was just her groom. "Let's get you out of here then, shall we?" She edged her way toward the mare, who watched her with wary eyes, and clipped a lead rope onto her halter. Lucy sighed in relief and relaxed her muscles. She hadn't even realized they were tense until she rid herself of the tension. 

Kisa
Kisa opened the passenger door of the trailer. She groaned in pain and stretched to relieve the stiffness in her legs. Sitting in that seat for 2 hours had really taken a toll on her poor muscles. Kisa thanked the driver after her two pets had crawled out of the vehicle and the trailer drove off, leaving the three standing in the dust. Kisa looked ahead at Lucy, who was already leading Admiral into the Pasture, and smiled. "A new beginning for all of us, huh? It's gonna be different and difficult, but let's give it our all" She said to no one in particular. Koda barked in agreement and Kisa grabbed Salem, noting how the little kitten looked at their surroundings curiously, and followed Lucy. 

Clay
Clay ran-walked to greet the new arrivals. When he was within conversation distance of Kisa, he introduced himself. Tipping his hat he said, "Clay- you must be Kisa." Clay outstretched his hand to shake Kisa's, although they appeared to be full with a little cat. He paid it no mind, and continued talking. He patted the large palomino's back, "this must be Admiral?" Clay didn't pay a whole lot of attention to Lucy, as she seemed a bit strung up with the large palomino and her own activities. Clay called over a groom, and instructed him to take Admiral. "We ought to put her in a run out in the back, there's a few stallions we're bringing 'round in this pasture. Clay showed Kisa and Lucy around the ranch, and would later close the morning hours with chores. 
Esprit
Esprit, angered because Clay did not get the chance to take her out on her trail ride this morning, stamped her hooves impatiently in a run in the front of the ranch. She perked her ears when she heard a trailer drive up, and ran to the fence's edge when she heard Clay's faraway voice. She waited, stomping and making a scene when Clay ignored her. How dare he. He didn't even take me on a trail ride this morning! Now he's ignoring me. What the heck. Somebody ought to put him in his place. Later, around noon, Clay finally had the time to tend to Esprit, and chuckled at her attitude. "Someone isn't very happy today, eh?" He patted her on the back and mounted her, letting her walk lazily around the run without tack. Esprit, now enlightened by Clay's presence, cantered and threw her head around in the run. This is more like it!
Remy
Remy ventured around the ranch, conducting his morning rounds. Just as Remy was trotting around the east side of the barn, he spotted two women and approached them happily, begging for attention. As Remy was nearly there, he stopped dead in his track, staring right into an evil cat's beady eyes. Kisa, seeming to notice his look, turned away. Remy snorted unhappily and decided he ought to get out of there before he stirred up some trouble. 

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Kisa
Kisa smiled at Clay and nodded, outstretching one of her hands to shake his. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" She gave Admiral a good pat with her free hand then turned her attention to Clay. "Yes, that's Admiral. Thank you, she's been dying to get out and have a nice gallop around" Kisa followed after Clay, taking a good look at everything he showed her, a kitten in her hands and an over-excited puppy at her feet. When Clay went off to do his chores, she decided to check on Admiral before going about her own. 

Admiral
Admiral whinnied happily when she saw Kisa walking towards her. She stopped her gallop and instead trotted toward her rider, who giggled and rubbed circles on her forehead. Although Admiral had just arrived, she quite liked the barn, or what she'd seen of it, at least. It was very nice and spacious in the pasture, which is something she enjoyed, and she had lots of room to graze as well. She just hoped the stalls were roomy too. She hadn't talked to any of the horses, nor did she pay much mind to them. She snorted in an agitated way when Kisa announced she had to go start on her chores and explore the barn further, but did not make much of a fuss as she left. She turned back around and began galloping again, eager to let out all her pent-up energy. 

Salem
Kisa had let Salem roam around free before she went to check on Admiral, and that's exactly what the four-month-old kitten did. He walked around the place, basking in the attention of stable hands and generally not caring where he should or shouldn't have been. He'd come across Koda a few times, who'd had the same idea as him, but didn't stop to chat. The small kitten had other matters to attend - like finding out the best napping place and perhaps another cat to annoy. 

Lanie
" Oh? Some New Comers Eh?" Lanie Looked Over at William Dupont Who was Drinking His Beer.. Honestly He Never Drinked A lot of Beer, just Took Small Sips.. Lanie Yawned, As She was Tired From Last Night.. She Stayed till Midnight Giving Trucker all the Cuddles and Food He Wanted.. Lanie Walked Away to Get Trucker Ready, as Trucker Mainly Worked Once or Twice Everyday.. Mainly Once But Maybe a Little Bareback Ride here and there.. She'd Grab Truckers Halter, and Opened the Stall to See Truckers Morning Eyes.. He was Fastened Asleep.. She Opened his Back Stall Doors in which the Sun Blazed Against his Eyes.. Lanie Felt like a Mother Waking Up her Child for School.. Exactly What it feels Like.. Just How version.. I'll Take it. Lanie Talked to herself, As she Put on Truckers Halter.. She'd Softly Pull on the Halter Waiting for Trucker Presence to Emerge Upward.. 

Trucker
Trucker Slowly Got Up, as his Bones Crackled from Not being Stretched out, and Just being Clumped up for Hours.. He'd Walk Off, A Bit Drowsy as he felt Tired.. He Followed Lanie, But Quite Slower than she Wanted.. His Bottom Lip Blipped down, as his Ears Layed to the Side.. He Made it out to the Barn, And was Tied to the Closet, and Nearest Post to the Tackroom.. He'd Rise his head to William Dupont who Cradled with his Mane, and Patted his Neck on the other side.."Go ahead and Just clean up Trucker for Tonight, and you and Trucker can have a break off today.. I can Tell Trucker is quite Tired and he worked hard last night.. Definitely don't want to ware down his muscles and bones at such a young age.."
Trucker Twitched his Ear as William Dupont Waved His hand after that Speech.. Lanie Brushed down His Blue Coat, Spraying it would Show-Sheen.. Although Trucker had a Show Coat-Already, More Gleam won't Hurt.. He'd Fix his Eyes on a New Mare that Stepped Out of the Trailer.. He'd Rise his Head, Not really making a Sound "Oh Dear.. Here comes the Stallion Addiction".. Trucker Turned Away, and Stared at Lanie.. He was Quite Relaxed and payed No Attention.. Lanie Scoffed, Quite Surprised.. She'd Brush down his Mane taking out all the Shavings From when he Layed Down In.. " I Can't Tell if you're a Gelding, or Stallion.. Or Just that Stallion who Isn't interested in such Stuff..?" He'd Ignore Lanie's Words, as She Moved Onto His Tail, Clipped Off any Extra Strands she Missed Yesterday.. She'd Un-tie Him from the post, And Walked him out to the Pasture... She'd Turn On the Electric Fence Once she Was Out.. Trucker Snickered as she Left, And Immediately went to Eating the Green Grass in which he happily Ate.. He'd his his head to Lanie Coming back Out with a Feeding Bucket, and Some Grain.. She'd throw the Bucket under the Fence, and Poured in the Grain.. Trucker Pranced Over like a Deer, and Started Chugging down His Meal.. 

Fay
     Fay got a couple hours of sleep that previous night. The boy who was assigned to her to groom her, had led her outside and into one of the pastures. It was the mare pasture, even though Fay may have been the youngest. She was still tired, and decided to lay down underneath the oak tree by the fence which held a few stallions on the other side. Fay tried to get some shut eye since it was still early in the morning, but no luck. 
     She noticed there had been a new arrival in the paddock. She seemed to be a palomino, but Fay wasn't quite sure since she was still waking up. After a little bit, Fay decided to get up. The filly took a minute or two, and looked around. Not much going on right now, She thought to herself. After looking around, Fay walked along the fence ignoring a couple of the stallions who tried to get her attention. Fay did although give a loud snort, which seemed to get them to stop momentarily.

Esprit
   Esprit, excited to get a chance to meet all the new horses, trotted over to a palomino who stood quite tall. "Hello, I am Esprit, I'm..." Esprit was cut off by the perk of her own ears. She turned, and noticed Clay walking toward her with a halter and lead. "Time for chores," Clay called. Esprit was one of the oldest ride-able horses on the ranch, which meant she constantly had things to do. Help Clay bring the cattle around, help Clay check the fence... "Sorry Esprit, I know you just got out here." Before Esprit could even say goodbye to the palomino, Clay was leading her away. Clay brushed and tacked her up, and lead her out to move some calves into the holding pen. Some of the new arrivals would be training on the cattle today, and they needed some fresh calves. 
Clay
   Clay, Remy, and Esprit brought 8 freshly weaned calves to the holding pen. Clay brought some extras, so whoever was the trainer today could decide who they wanted. When the fence was checked and chores were done, Clay took Esprit out for a short trail ride. The ground was dry, parched of rain. "I don't think it's rained in days... Hmm, seems like a good day to go swim, yeah Esprit?" The duo enjoyed their ride, and returned to the hassle of the barn. Clay needed to water, feed, clean, and bed all of the stalls. Apparently, the designated grooms were slacking off again- one in particular. Clay grabbed a wheelbarrow and pitchfork, and cursed under his breath. "Don't I have enough on my plate already?" 

Fay
     Fay had sped up to a trot, then a canter. The filly did although stay clear of the others. After awhile, she decided to stop, and noticed Trucker. Maybe now's my chance to introduce myself since I didn't have the chance yesterday. Fay slowly walked to the fence close enough to him, and tried to give a nicker to get his attention. She hesitated then spoke,"Trucker was it? I-I'm Fay," she said in a bit of a quiet, and calm voice. Her attention went to the sky when the sun came out due to the clouds. She'd never seen anything like it. All the colors, the mountains, it was all beautiful. Fay also noticed the light seemed to make her coat shine. 
     After looking at the breathtaking sight for a couple of minutes, she turned her gaze back to the stallion. She didn't know what to do, so she just tried to make a conversation which was unlike her around those she didn't know,"So...where are you from?" She asked.

Trucker
Trucker Rises His Head from the Grass, as he Noticed the Red Roan Mare From Before.. He'd Put On a Bright Smile, Trotting Over, As his Chest came close to the Fence... He'd Pin his Ears Forward, and Twitched his Shoulder Muscle, as a Fly landed On his Shoulder.." Yes! Trucker it is.. And I'm from Hawaii. " Trucker Stared at the Roan Mare In which he Realized the Mare pretty much has the Same Coat... Just more Reddish- And chestnut, While His Like Black-With Gray.. 

Fay   
     "Couldn't imagine how it felt traveling for that long. I'm from the state of Maine." the filly said slowing becoming less shy, and a bit more comfortable. Now Fay could really see his coat. Sure they were stuck in a trailer together, but she couldn't really see him due to the darkness of the trailer. Fay swished her long red colored tail as the flies kept on landing on her. She gave a snort annoyed with the flies. I hate fly season. She thought to herself.

Trucker
" Honestly, It wasn't that bad, other than the bumping up and down on Rough Roads." He cocked his head, And then Yawned, as he'd stare at the mare" Did you see that new mare that came in today?"