Post by peterpan on Sept 21, 2005 16:20:03 GMT -5
Jesse led Ace into a nice medium sized stall, the best he could find. He clipped him into cross-ties and patted his silver neck. The beautiful creature flicked his thorns forward, straining to listen to the unfamiliar sounds around him. "It's okay bud." Jesse soothed while brushing him gently. He did so until the glint off his coat was spectacular. Jesse combed the equine's mane, forelock and tail until it was as silky as goats milk. He let the horse go, allowing it to get used to his surroundings. "Good boy." the boy whispered closing the stall door and throwing some hay into his stall. He filled his water bucket and chuckled a bit as he left the stables.
