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ΣወወለረΣΣ (Mad Hatter Zephyr) இ Кἆяἆ
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Jan 15, 2014 03:46PM

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Well, did you want to do doubles or just one RP?
Oh.. are you okay with playing the male?
Now, to narrow down my ideas, romance or no?
Supernatural or realistic?
Modern, futuristic or historical?
Now, to narrow down my ideas, romance or no?
Supernatural or realistic?
Modern, futuristic or historical?
Okay :D Thanks.
So...
I was thinking earlier about maybe a supernatural rodeo story? Like between a griffin-anthro trick rider and some other supernatural bronco rider.
So...
I was thinking earlier about maybe a supernatural rodeo story? Like between a griffin-anthro trick rider and some other supernatural bronco rider.
I have other ideas if you don't like that one...
Great!
Are you okay with profiles that aren't really detailed? If they are I usually tend to stray from them.
Are you okay with profiles that aren't really detailed? If they are I usually tend to stray from them.
Name:
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Griffin-anthro
Appearance:


Occupation: Trick rider
Talents: Trick riding; almost any kind of horse riding (minus broncs); piano; cello; gymnastics; training horses.
Horse's Appearance:

Other: Nothing at the moment.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Griffin-anthro
Appearance:


Occupation: Trick rider
Talents: Trick riding; almost any kind of horse riding (minus broncs); piano; cello; gymnastics; training horses.
Horse's Appearance:

Other: Nothing at the moment.
Sorry I forgot to put in a name, and it won't let me edit it <_<
Her name is Bree Anikalyn
Her name is Bree Anikalyn
Um... I think he can be whatever you want; I don't mind.

Name: Crispin Russel
Nickname: Bones
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: Bones has brown hair and green eyes.

(view spoiler)
Other: Some people call him Bones, because when he was younger, he broke a lot of bones, and he still does once in a while.
Crispin always wears a silver ring on the ring finger of his right hand he never takes it off: (view spoiler)
He wears this bracelet on his right wrist: (view spoiler)
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Bree-Anikalyn walked through the field, gently tugging her horse, Nightwing, who was trying to meet the other horses in the pasture, but reluctantly came anyway. She smiled as he pushed her shoulder gently with his nuzzle, impatiently trying to get her to hurry with a huff.
She took off his halter and hung it on her wrist, and frowned when he jumped a couple inches into the air, not realizing another horse was charging her way, it's figure lit up by the pale moonlight. It ran head-on into her side, knocking her to the ground before kicking dangerously close to her head, one hoof clipping the side of her temple painfully. She screamed, trying to stand up before Spatzi reared in between her and the bronco, overprotective of her.
She took off his halter and hung it on her wrist, and frowned when he jumped a couple inches into the air, not realizing another horse was charging her way, it's figure lit up by the pale moonlight. It ran head-on into her side, knocking her to the ground before kicking dangerously close to her head, one hoof clipping the side of her temple painfully. She screamed, trying to stand up before Spatzi reared in between her and the bronco, overprotective of her.

Crispin was walking down the high way. He was just arriving at a knew town, not knowing where he was going. He didn't have anywhere to go either. As he was walking he heard so one scream, he quickly ran towards the sound. When he got closer he saw a girl laying on the ground a horse kicking around dangerously near her. He ran over to girl and pulled her away from the angry horse.
((No, it's okay. Sorry for bugging you.))
Bree shrieked again when she felt hands grab her, and quickly stood up now that she was out from underfoot of the fighting horses, pushing the man away from her. She huffed angrily, glaring over at the bronco, wishing her family didn't ever agree to keep them on the ranch's pasture.
She glanced back at the man, narrowing her eyes. "I'm sorry for hitting you," she said slowly, then added, "But thank you for saving me." She sighed as her own gelding kicked triumphantly at the wild horse one more time before trotting over to her, nudging in a questioning way.
Bree shrieked again when she felt hands grab her, and quickly stood up now that she was out from underfoot of the fighting horses, pushing the man away from her. She huffed angrily, glaring over at the bronco, wishing her family didn't ever agree to keep them on the ranch's pasture.
She glanced back at the man, narrowing her eyes. "I'm sorry for hitting you," she said slowly, then added, "But thank you for saving me." She sighed as her own gelding kicked triumphantly at the wild horse one more time before trotting over to her, nudging in a questioning way.

Following him because he was headed in the direction of her home, Bree-Anikalyn asked, "Are you from around here? You don't look familiar..." Spatzi tried following them but she took a couple treats and set them off to the side so he would stay.

"Oh..." Bree stayed quiet for a while before introducing herself. "I'm Bree-Anikalyn Montoya," she said. "Where are you from?"
"Bones..." Bree murmured, thinking the name over. "Interesting." She looked up at the sky. "Sorry for the questions, but... It's dark outside and there isn't another place for a few more miles. Can I ask where your staying?"
"Do you want to stay at the ranch I live at?" she asked, pointing a ways down the road to a few buildings, one of which looked like an inn. "It's for rodeo hands to stay at, usually, and no one's come in for the one in a couple days.."
"No, really, it's fine. I won't even make you pay." Bree smiled, catching up to him. "Besides, there isn't any other places to stay for another few miles, and I can't just leave you on the road. There are mountain lions... wolves and the like out here."
"You don't have to, but there isn't a lot of other options," Bree-Anikalyn stated as she started walking ahead of Bones. "And I'm sure no one else will mind."
"I am," Bree assured quickly. They walked in silence for a little while before she asked, "Where are you headed?"
"Oh, that sounds nice," Bree murmured, then blushed. "I'll stop bugging you now." After a little while they came upon the buildings she had pointed to. There were two large barns, one workshop, two sheds and a separate tack room, along with the large inn. She walked up to the door, expecting Bones to follow her, and pushed open the creaking door.
"Bree-Annie! I told you to put that horse of yours in the fenced pasture!" a woman's voice called from somewhere deep in the inn. "It got back up to the house before you did, young lady! What took you so long?" An old, slightly-peeved gray-haired lady appeared from a doorway down a long hall, waving a spatula in the air, looking at Bree before seeing Bones.
"Oh, hello," she said, looking him up and down. "You from the rodeo?" She didn't wait for him to answer. "Doesn't matter, suppers almost ready and I expect you two to be washed up before it is."
"Bree-Annie! I told you to put that horse of yours in the fenced pasture!" a woman's voice called from somewhere deep in the inn. "It got back up to the house before you did, young lady! What took you so long?" An old, slightly-peeved gray-haired lady appeared from a doorway down a long hall, waving a spatula in the air, looking at Bree before seeing Bones.
"Oh, hello," she said, looking him up and down. "You from the rodeo?" She didn't wait for him to answer. "Doesn't matter, suppers almost ready and I expect you two to be washed up before it is."

The woman waved her spatula again, this time towards Bree-Anikalyn's face. "What happened to your forehead?" she questioned with an impatient sigh. "Do I have to call the medic again?"
"No, Nonni," Bree answered, finally able to get a word in to her adopted grandmother. "It might just be a small concussion, one of the broncs kicked me."
The woman sighed again, rolling her eyes. "Go clean up, I told you. Now, please. Show the young man where he'll be staying. I believe the Navajo room is open."
"Yes, Nonni," Bree said, turning into a hidden stairway, gesturing for Bones to follow. When they were at the top of the stairwell, Bree whispered, "She's always like that. Unless she asks you a question and literally waits for you to answer, you shouldn't have to say anything."
"No, Nonni," Bree answered, finally able to get a word in to her adopted grandmother. "It might just be a small concussion, one of the broncs kicked me."
The woman sighed again, rolling her eyes. "Go clean up, I told you. Now, please. Show the young man where he'll be staying. I believe the Navajo room is open."
"Yes, Nonni," Bree said, turning into a hidden stairway, gesturing for Bones to follow. When they were at the top of the stairwell, Bree whispered, "She's always like that. Unless she asks you a question and literally waits for you to answer, you shouldn't have to say anything."

Bree looked into a mirror that hung on the wall over Bones' shoulder, and gave a small shrug. "It hurts... I'll be okay, I think. I can see fine and don't feel like laying down to take a nap on the floor, so that's good." She chuckled. "If I don't get up o time tomorrow, there might be a problem, but I doubt that will happen."

"Hmm," Bree-Anikalyn pondered it, then shrugged. "I guess it depends on how many people are coming to stay for the rodeo. We don't really have a set time for checking out." She frowned. "We really need one, though." Pointing down the hallway, she said, "The Navajo room is the one with the blanket decoration on the door." he started walking in the direction of her own room, which was near the Navajo room, but stopped mid-track. " In answer to your question, you don't really have to leave at a certain time. You can choose."

Bree-Anikalyn laughed. "Trust me, we've had a lot worse come through before. Don't worry about it. Dinner is in five," she added, disappearing into her own room to clean up.

A few minutes later, Bree came out of her room, seeing Bones in the hallway again. "Hi, again," she said with a chuckle. "Follow me?"
"Are you allergic to anything?" Bree-Anikalyn asked over her shoulder, walking down the staircase.