Ceaser for Sale...again

[mystic]

Type: Sale
Registered Name: Carpe Diem
Stable Name: Ceaser
Starting Date: Today
Closing Date: Whenever
Asking Price: 2500
Horse or Pony: Horse
Gender: Stallion
Age: 8
Breed: Arabian
Height: 15.3
Colour: Black
Riding Style: Western
Example Post:

[x] The pitch black stallion cantered out to the arena. His heels flew above his head. He was a gaming horse, he wanted to run. He imagined running a round of barrals, people cheering as he did so. Beating the record, taking home the gold. What a joy that was to him.

[xx] He kept a steady lope around the arena. His mucles rippling under the black coat. Dished, arab head put high on his whithers. He has great confirmation, and a great temperment. When he was gaming, he was a little hot.

[XXX] He knew why he was here. He was worth more than he was up for sale for. This speedy stallion was worth a very high prace, but he was up for a low price. He stopped, holding his head high, and let out a loud neigh. His black forlock falling around his eyes. Somebody take me home...

[IrishEyes]

Keely wandered around the pens, examining the horses in them as she went past. A flash of black in one pen caught her eye, and she turned to look at the horse that had caught her attention. She recognised Ceaser from the stables that were at Aura Valley, he had seemed like a good horse, and she wondered why anyone would want to sell him.
She walked up to the arena, leaning her elbows against the railing, watching Ceaser make his way around the pen. Upon seeing his price, she itched to buy him, even though she knew it wouldn't be the most practical of ventures right now, she had a good feeling about it.
Gah...Tess and James are probably going to kill me for this... she thought to herself, as she walked over to the person in charge of the buying of Ceaser.

[mystic]

The man who was selling Ceaser smiled. Take 'im. He's all yours. This crazy horse ain't good for more than dog food if you ask me though. Good luck. He eyed Keelys bulding stomach.