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Post by ginger on Dec 16, 2008 20:49:25 GMT -5
Lacey jogged silently towards the barn, her sleek and slim body barely seen even by moonlight. "Finally," she whispered as the stable came into veiw. She was waiting all day for this, and hoped nobody would be in the barn at this hour, and she hoped Arkan wasn't a slug-bug during the ride.
As she came apon the barn she opened the door slightly and slid through, a note slipping from her pocket the meanwhile. As she entered she flicked on the lights for the left side of the barn and started for Arkan's stall.
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Post by ginger on Dec 17, 2008 15:31:23 GMT -5
"Hey boy!" she whispered exitedly, and rubbed his muzzle as he approached her for inside the stall. She handed him a delightful mouthful of oats and started towards the tack room for her tack and grooming supplies.
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