Lets Ride....(Open)

[CLAYTON SHANE WAITE]

talk talk talk A old yellow ford truck pulled up to the driveway of FoxTail Creek Stables at the butt crack of dawn. Being the Maintance Man around here could be very tiring at times and really it didn't bother him a bit just to work around the horse's. He could probley become a trainer if he wanted to or a stable hand, but Clayton liked working with his hands. So he knew this job was going to be a good job for him. Clayton walked across the grounds of FoxTail as the due was now just showing across the fields and the grounds of the stables. This was one thing he loved about being able to wake up early and just get to see things people didn't get to see. It was picture perfect morning to him so he was in a good mood. Clayton went to work fixing a few lights in the yearling barn and some fencing out in one of the pastures. There wasn't alot to do around here so at times he could go out and ride horses, but for now he was going to work since it was cool.

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Today was going to be a good day, Clayton could just feel it in his bones. He has already been here since dawn this morning and worked on everything that needed to be fix until something broke again or he needed more parts for the tractor. Clayton walked into the stallion barn where his stud Playboy was munching on his hay just being a gelding like always. Clayton couldn't help but to grin at the sixteen hand horse who looked toward Clayton and pretty much forget about him and go back to munching his hay. Playboy never got into a hurry and thats why he always kept him a stud. Clayton grabbed the rope halter off the side of the stall and went into the stall and caught the stallion and lead him out of the stall to get him saddled and ready to go. Once the grulla stallion was saddled up Clayton took the split reins and ran it though his hands and began walking toward the Indoor Arena.

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Once they was in the arena Clayton shut the gate behind him to the indoor arena and had seen that no one was hear yet, so then he was safe. He put his foot in the sturrip and pushed his body into the saddle and worked the reins in his hands getting them how he wanted them. Playboy put his head pretty low and when the nudge of Clayton's spurs began walking around. Anyone would probley ask if the stallion was gelded just because on how he acted. After walking for a bit they worked on his extended trot around the arena before working on the jog. Clayton hated western pleasure and didn't show it in, but it was good for Playboy know all the moves just incase they was asked to do something. After jogging each way Clayton asked the stallion into a lope around the arena to loosen the stallion up before working on reining patterns.

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W O R D S * 537;;
T H O U G H T S * Pretty Boring! ;;
M U S I C * Lights by Ellie Goudling!;;
T A G G E D * Riley Hason/Open ;;
W E A R I N G *Clikc ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;;

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[EMMA LYNN MICHAELS]

Emma wasn't normally a morning person, but duty called. Although it wasn't so much the morning that dislike as much as the waking up part. As the yearling barn manager, she had to be up early to check on her charges, although at the moment there was only one, a fussy (albeit beautiful) Quarter Horse named Wildfire. Supposedly Emma had a stablehand, but so far the girl had yet to report to her. So, at 6 AM when her alarm had gone off, she dragged herself out of bed, into the shower, and finally slipped into her barn clothes, her red hair still damp. Even though she was just going to make sure Wildfire hadn't kicked her stall door down and maybe take her own horse, Masq out for a quick hack, Emma liked to look good. She wore a pair of form fitting tan breeches, a pink sleeveless blouse that tied in the front, and her favorite perfectly broken in knee high paddock boots. As she left her cottage, the sun was just starting to peek above the horizon, casting an orange glow over Foxtail. Emma gave Wildfire her breakfast, and as she walked back to the feed room, noticed with satisfaction that the lights in the hallway were working again. She'd seen what must have been a maintenance guy working in the yearling barn earlier, and made a mental note to thank him later. Emma left Wildfire munching happily on her breakfast, and headed to the main barn to see her own horse. Lady Masquerade Soleil was her 9 year old Rocky Mountain Horse mix, and Emma's best friend. Balancing her grooming kit and tack, she somehow managed to get into Masq's stall. She laughed when she saw her horse was still asleep, and spoke quietly to her to wake her up. "Hey darlin', time to get up. If I have to be awake this early, so do you." Masq's eyes fluttered open, her ears flicking towards Emma's voice. Once she was sure Masq was awake and clearly aware of her presence, Emma began to groom and tack her up. She led the mare into the aisle towards the indoor ring. She had yet to ride Masq in there, and wanted to make sure the mare was acquainted with every part of the facilities, and since it was so early, she doubted she'd have to share the indoor. However, Emma was surprised to find the maintenance man from the yearling barn astride a handsome grulla stallion, loping around the ring. For a moment, Emma hesitated. She did have a mare, but Masq wasn't in heat at the moment. She figured it was probably best to ask him what he thought, since he'd know his horse and the stallion's limitations. Emma waited until the pair neared her at the gate, confident they'd seen her and Masq by now. "Hey," she called out, "Is it okay if I ride my mare in here while you two gentleman work? She's not in heat." Masq's ears pricked curiously at the stallion and his rider as they circled the arena. The grulla looked extremely well behaved, and had a lovely gait as well. Emma watched them, a smile curving her lips. The maintenance man was as handsome as his mount. Perhaps getting up early had been the right choice after all.

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[CLAYTON SHANE WAITE]

talk talk talk Clayton felt the rythem of the stallion as he rounded a corner of the arena and smiled. He brought the stallion into the middle of the arena pushing his left leg under the stallion pushing the gelding over to make a flying lead change in the middle of the arena before headed on the right lead around the arena. Playboy was a good mount and hardly got out of hand. He would rather stay out in the pasture and graze than worry about any mares. Maybe Clayton should have gelded him, but then he wouldn't have an amazing stallion that people wanted to breed with. Yes, Playboy was a stallion and at times he could be alittle stubborn and not want to listen, but then we would have a "Come to Jesus" sesson and everything would be fixed.

think think think Clayton could see through the door that the sun was peeking up from the horizan and really that was his favorite part of the day. That was one of the reason's he got the job as a maintance man, or well one of the reasons. He loved being up early in the morning when it was so quite that you could hear the bull frogs in the creek. He might sound like a women to some men, but just seeing the pretty colors in the horizan reminds him of home back in Wyoming. Wyoming had the prettest sunrise's and sunsets that it was hard coming here. Clayton also loved working with his hands and well this was the perfect job other than cleaning out stalls. Clayton could of become a trainer, but really he just wasn't into teaching people. Clayton had one way and his way was the right way so it was hard for him to teach people what they are doing wroung without yelling so he left that to his sister to teach people.

them them them Clayton looked toward the gate as he notice a women and a horse standing there. Clayton couldn't help but to catch the bright red head. She was very beautiful as she stood there with her horse, but Clayton had to keep his eyes on his horse. Even though Playboy was still loping around the arena Clayton need to make sure the stallion didn't mess up on his leads if he tripped or something stupid.Clayton caught a few words of the red head and brought Clayton to the middle of the arena and as he passed the middle he sat back and moved his hand up and Playboy sat his butt into the ground and began making the dirt fly around them. Playboy was ready to be turned around so when Clayton used his outside leg Playboy spin around and got on the left lead. Clayton stopped the stallion again, but without the slide so he could talk to the women.Yes, you can join in. Don't worry abou thim he acts just like a gelding.He said with a grin and nudged the sides of the stallion to walk. He didn't want to be doing any slides or loping around while the girl was trying to get on and Playboy spook the horse.

W O R D S * noofwords ;;
T H O U G H T S *Pretty good! ;;
M U S I C *Only One by Sammy Adams ;;
T A G G E D * Emma ;;
W E A R I N G * ]Clikc ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;;

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[EMMA LYNN MICHAELS]

♥ EMMA LYNN MICHAELS ♥

24 | Yearling Barn Manager | Straight | Single

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She murmured quietly to the mare, "You're almost as boy crazy as I am." Emma chuckled at the reality of her statement. When the man invited them in, assuring to her his stallion would behave, she slowly opened the gate and entered the ring, Masq in tow. When she reached the middle of the arena, she stopped Masq, looped the reins over the mare's head, tightened the girth (much to Masq's displeasure), placed her left leg in the stirrup and swung gently into the saddle. She nudged Masq into a slow walk, syncing up with the stallion and his rider. "Thank you for fixing those lights in the yearling barn, they were driving me nuts. I'm the manager there, my name is Emma, Emma Michaels," She said brightly. A handy man who loved horses: had she died and gone to heaven?

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come on skinny love, what happened here?

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[/b][/SIZE] Clayton
WEARING Click
HORSE Masq
NOTES sorry it's kinda short >.<
CREDIT erin aka lowearthorbit @ caution

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Clayton looked up as the women with the red colored hair walked in with her mare. Playboy's ears pricked up as he noticed the mare just walk into the arena. Playboy wasn't to worried about the mare,but he did send a small whicker toward the mare. Clayton smiled and rubbed the stallions grulla shoulder and let the stallion walk around before he asked the stallion into a jog around the arean. This might sound gay to a lot of men, but Clayton rode Western Pleaure horses and Horsemanship horses and anyone could tell when he really tried to win his classes in those events, but really he loved the quick action of Reining and Cutting.

Spurs nudged the stallions side as they began to sidepass across the arena. Playboy kept on tossing up his head until Clayton checked him in a couple times with the reins and then the stallion lowered his head as his legs crossed each other. Once back on the rail he asked the gelding into a right lead lope using the pressure of his left leg as the stallion took off. Clayton pushed the stallion around the bend making sure they wasn't in the way of the girl and her horse as the came down the middle and they did another sliding stop kicking up dirt and then spining to the outside on hte left lead. They came around the end of the arena and turned again picking up speed down the runway and came to another sliding stop. Clayton loved working like this and if it was up to him he would never stop. Clayton reined the stallion backwards and then patted him on the neck.

themthemthemClayton walked the grulla stallion to the middle of the arena and came to a complete stop and moved the stallion with his spurs and then they began to spin to the right. Playboy was pretty much sitting on his ass and using his front end crossing each other as they spun in a circle five times and then stopping. Clayton picked him on the left side and then began spining again around five time and came to a stop. He rubbed the Grulla's neck and walked the stallion around the arena making sure they wouldn't get in the other horse and riders way. As they came up to the girl and horse Clayton smiled and reined the stallion into a slower walk to keep up with the girl who was talking to him. Playboy picked up his ears and picked his head up, but Clayton used his legs and the stallion lowered his head.Hello there, No problem its my job. I'm here to make sure everything runs smoothly.He grinned at the red head as she introduced herself to him and her horse.Nice to meet you Emma, I'm Clayton...Clayton Waite and by now you know im the Handy man around the stables.He switched the reins to his left hand and stuck his right hand out to shake Emma's hand.

W O R D S * noofwords ;;
T H O U G H T S *Pretty good! ;;
M U S I C *Only One by Sammy Adams ;;
T A G G E D * Emma ;;
W E A R I N G * ]Clikc ;;
C R E D I T S * bruno mars' lazy song ;;

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[EMMA LYNN MICHAELS]

♥ EMMA LYNN MICHAELS ♥

24 | Yearling Barn Manager | Straight | Single

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[/b][/SIZE] Clayton
WEARING Click
HORSE Masq
NOTES it'll be up tomorrow <3
CREDIT erin aka lowearthorbit @ caution

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