Talk ABout the Weather [[ Sale]]

[mystic]

Type: Sale
Registered Name: Talk ABout The Weather
Stable Name: Rainy
Starting Date: Today
Asking Price: 1500
Horse or Pony: Horse
Gender: Filly
Age: 3 Years
Breed: Arabian/ Paint
Height: 15.2
Colour: White with Palomino Sploctches
Riding Style: Untrained
Example Post:

[x] The dainty filly pranced out to the center of the arena. Her ears where alert, her eyes wide. Arab nostrils flaring. She had never been to a place like this before, why was she here? She watched as the horse before her, a grey mare, got loaded up in to a trailor. She neighed to the horse, and there was no reply. Dozens of people were crowded around the small pen she was in. She stood i nthe center, arab tail held high, head up, nostrils flaring, ears pointed forward.

[xx] And here folks we have Talk About The Weather! A three years old Arabian/ Paint FIlly, untrained, willing to do anything you ask of her! THe price on this magnificent filly is a steal! Her arabian bloodlines can trace all the way back to Khemosabi, and even some **Bask** and Muscat! Come and get this wonderful horse for only Fifteen Hundred! Its a steal!

[xxx] As the announcer spoke, the filly stood. She was unscathed by the noise, why should a few loud noises frighten a filly who was raised by such a gentle hand?

[Roaster]

Having looked around the older horses and being thoroughly disappointed, so what else could Tony do then enter the sales having not looked over any of the younger untrained horses, and buy a youngster, well, unless he went home empty handed.

As he entered he looked towards the horse catching the end. She had nice bloodlines, maybe a bit smaller than what he wa used to but it could carry his slight but muscular figure. He walked closer to the fence feeling relieved as he quickly looked over at her conformation. She was a well put together filly. Nice.
[Unfinished. Will make an offer when having bank account]

[mystic]

RRROOOWWWEEEYYY!!! -SUperflyingtacklehugs- Oh my god your BACK! I missed you a SO MUCH! Twinnerkinz! Oh my god im having a seizure over here! AHHH!!

[Roaster]

Lmao <3 Missed you too. Have asked for a bank account

[Continued]
One thousand five hundred, called out Tony holding up the sign with his number, 134 written on it. HE glanced over to the auctioneer to make sure he'd recieved his bid over the noise of plenty of people scuffling and muttering.

He then turned his attention to the filly; Tony knew he'd probably look rather big on her but he didn't care, his 6'1" body would just have to deal with being on a rather small horse, atleast he wouldn't have to worry about outgrowing her as he already had, well, he wasn't quite too heavy yet.

[mystic]

[[HeHe]]

SOld! The loud voice of the auctioneer boomed over the intercom. To number one hundred thirty four! Come and collect your horse now. She was quiet a deal young man, she will take you far. He nodded and Rainy was led back off the stage.

[Roaster]

Tony grinned at the auctioneer and watched the fillys elegance as she glided out of the sale ring. He headed towards the counter to pay his $1500 then went to find the young horse he'd brought a grin stuck permenantly on his face. As the skewbald caught his eye in the stabling he quickly jogged past people and caught up with her, the sun shining over her coat making her look dazzling. What a bargian! he muttered as he took the leadrope.

[mystic]

Rainy nickered and bobbed her head at the human holding the end of her lead rope. Her arabish head held up high as she pranced beside the human, relesing excited nickers. She nibbled at his shirt, expecting some kind of reward. She didn't even notice she was going to a new home.

[Roaster]

Tony petted the mare and used a method called t-touch he'd learnt at work experience when he was younger where he learnt all the natural remedies and methods of training like t-touch, join up and some of the bach flower remedies uses etc. He worked up the mares neck and over her ears before starting to lead her towards his trailer and 4X4 car.