The black pick up truck pulls up(*quitting*).... -- Stables

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Subject: The black pick up truck pulls up(*quitting*)....

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Anne McFaron

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Date Posted: 18:14:04 06/12/01 Tue

Anne steps out and glances around. She strides into the barn and begins loading her horse stuff into the silver trailor. Finaly done she takes the red cotton halter and lead shank and slips into the stall where her mare awaits. She glances around, noting Diablo still in the next door stall. Her face is void of all emotion yet there is something in her eyes...excitment? perhaps. Leads the arab mare out and loads her into the truck.

Femme bauks, not wanting to again go into the trailer for it might be weeks before she would get another place like this

Anne rubs her neck soothingly "I know girl, I know, just for a little while though, you know me, always on the move, can't stay in one place at a time for more then a few days" She keeps up a soft murmur to calm the mare.

Femme snorts and reluctantly goes into the trailer. Once she is in she lashes out and a hoof strikes the side of the small stall, showing her disaproval.

Sighs gently and jumps out before getting in the way of ther horse's anger. Looks around once more, this place wasn't for her, she needed to be alone, on the road...free. Opening the door of the truck she pauses only for a moment then climbs in and drives away, probibly never to be seen again in this place.

((OOC:I'm really sick of "Anne" she's been in my mind my games for almost a year. I'll be back with someone....different *sly smile*

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