Post by ssobrooklyn13 on Sept 2, 2016 14:12:47 GMT 10
My name is Cassie Blueson. I just moved to Jorvik Stables, as I await my new horse. What happened to my other horse..? Long story short, we used to live in Golden Hills. While in a walk, my Morgan bucked me off and dashed into the shrubs, as four riders arrived. I guess I could be more detailed.. But... Yeah.
My new horse, my dad told me I could get a Shire! I'm naming him Stormwish! Anywho, a short diary entry,. But give me a break, I'm new!
"Cassie, are you listening?"
I snap my head up, turning my neck to the direction of a impatient voice. My riding instructor, a twenty year old woman named Ren. Ren is strict, she tends to be mean, but my dad told me she's the best of the best. Ren had soft, long red brown hair, with hazel eyes. She rode on a Freisan named Solowings who had a charcoal grey coat.
"Uh.. Yeah, Ms Ren!" I call, my voice faltered when I said uh.
"Cassie, Stormwish is here."
My inner self screamed yes, as I ran towards a trailer that appeared to have just arrived, my braided brown hair flying through the wind. I rubbed my green eyes as a well dressed man led out a black and white Shire with a long mane. He handed the reins to me.
"Here he is, Miss. Please take good care of him, he had a hard life before but he's good natured."
I nod happily, leading my new horse to the stables. Stormwish stepped into the large stall, me closing it. I give him oats and water, as I exit the stables for my daily errands.
My family currently had no official place to live, actually, it was me, my older sister, and my dad. We stayed at Paddock Island instead, we were allowed to stay there. The eighteen year old ran across the bridge, greeting a tall man with black hair and light green yellow eyes. "Dad! Dad! Stormwish is he-" I stop, as I note a tall man with white hair talking to my dad. They seemed to be having a heated argument, and the man stormed off, looking upset. Dad looked at me.
"Yes sweetie?"
"Stormwish is here."
"Ah, make sure he gets food and water! And training for that matter..."
I nod, heading into the house. Potato soup smell filled my nose, with baked carrots too! I smile, heading into my room. After entering, I flop onto the bed, looking at the drawings on the walls. There were pictures too. GHV.. Each were titled with that, with a certain date. Suddenly, the rows of pictures and drawing stopped with GHV, and started with Jorvik Stables, and a date. I frown, and look at the ceiling. I open my mouth, letting a yawn escape my mouth. I felt my eyes draw closed, and I drifted into the grasp of sleep.
My new horse, my dad told me I could get a Shire! I'm naming him Stormwish! Anywho, a short diary entry,. But give me a break, I'm new!
"Cassie, are you listening?"
I snap my head up, turning my neck to the direction of a impatient voice. My riding instructor, a twenty year old woman named Ren. Ren is strict, she tends to be mean, but my dad told me she's the best of the best. Ren had soft, long red brown hair, with hazel eyes. She rode on a Freisan named Solowings who had a charcoal grey coat.
"Uh.. Yeah, Ms Ren!" I call, my voice faltered when I said uh.
"Cassie, Stormwish is here."
My inner self screamed yes, as I ran towards a trailer that appeared to have just arrived, my braided brown hair flying through the wind. I rubbed my green eyes as a well dressed man led out a black and white Shire with a long mane. He handed the reins to me.
"Here he is, Miss. Please take good care of him, he had a hard life before but he's good natured."
I nod happily, leading my new horse to the stables. Stormwish stepped into the large stall, me closing it. I give him oats and water, as I exit the stables for my daily errands.
My family currently had no official place to live, actually, it was me, my older sister, and my dad. We stayed at Paddock Island instead, we were allowed to stay there. The eighteen year old ran across the bridge, greeting a tall man with black hair and light green yellow eyes. "Dad! Dad! Stormwish is he-" I stop, as I note a tall man with white hair talking to my dad. They seemed to be having a heated argument, and the man stormed off, looking upset. Dad looked at me.
"Yes sweetie?"
"Stormwish is here."
"Ah, make sure he gets food and water! And training for that matter..."
I nod, heading into the house. Potato soup smell filled my nose, with baked carrots too! I smile, heading into my room. After entering, I flop onto the bed, looking at the drawings on the walls. There were pictures too. GHV.. Each were titled with that, with a certain date. Suddenly, the rows of pictures and drawing stopped with GHV, and started with Jorvik Stables, and a date. I frown, and look at the ceiling. I open my mouth, letting a yawn escape my mouth. I felt my eyes draw closed, and I drifted into the grasp of sleep.