FOR SALE: FRISIAN/SHIRE MARE

[tealver]

Registered Name: Tealver
Call Name: Teal or Tealver
Breed: Frisian/Shire
Age: 5
Gender: Mare
Color/Markings: Black, white feathers, white muzzle and blaze. One watch eye and one brown eye.
Discipline: English, Dressage, young enough to be retrained in other areas
Information: Tealver has a little bit of a temperament problem, being that when she was younger she was abused it is a bit harder for her to trust others. Also she is to go to a good home that doesn't plan on selling her, she has been sold so much that she is becoming a bit depressed by what I have been told. Other than that she is a beautiful, spunky, young mare ready for breeding and riding. She needs to be sold fast!
Asking Price: $1000

[tealver]

A man walked around town placing flyers up in shops and upon posts where flyers had been posted so many times before. A tear streaked down his face as he looked at the flyer of the beautiful mare in a running gallop. He would do anything not to have to sell her but it was impossible feat, she just costed to much. That was why he had placed her at such a low cost able to go lower by demand. Sadly he needed to get rid of the mare before he became totaly bankrupt, five hundred dollars left in his pocket couldn't keep up with her feed and the cattle he still had. The cattle being his lively hood he couldn't continue taking care of this mare. The bills racked up just when he was starting to train her on western to provide more help for his farm. He bit his lip and pulled his hat down towards his eyes, "Well thats just how the barrel rolls... can't do anything now but wait 'ey?" he said softly to himself as he looked upon the full colored portrait than the information bellow.

[Kida Genston]

A young boy trudged on the clean sidewalk, his blue eyes gazing suspiciously at everything around him. It was awkward really, the way things turned out. His clothes were torn and blood stained, and he had a black open jacket on. His left cheek held a very large gash, and scars covered his arms and legs. He wore faded jeans and a tight leather belt around his waste. He gazed around and saw a guy putting up posters. There was a horse on one of them.

He ran his hand through his messy brown hair and nervously walked up to the man. "ekusukyu-zumi, excuse me," he muttered, looking up at him with cold blue eyes. "I see youre selling ato uma, a horse," he translated for him. "I'm interested."

[Eric Denzell]

((I'm sorry, but... I've already talked to Tealver about buying this horse...))

[Matthew Whitecross]

ADMIN NOTE: Eric, anyone can post and show interest in the horse. You can both try her out too if you decide to, but it's all up to the owner in who actually gets the mare.

[Eric Denzell]

((Alright. That's fine.))

Eric's look was that of curious interest as he walked down the dusted streets. He was feeling a bit downcast, though. The nineteen-year-old had been living at Whitecross for weeks, and he had yet to find a suitable horse. All of the ones he had seen were too dull, or too... too obedient. He hated that. Whistling a song quietly, the tune abruptly cut off when he saw the two, one with fliers in his hand. His interest caught, he walked up a little hesitantly, as if he didn't want to interrupt. He rubbed the back of his neck in a nervous gesture before quietly clearing his throat. "Ah... I'm sorry, am I interrupting? I was just curious about the flyers..." His brown eyes saw a glimpse of the breed of horse for sale, and he became a little excited. He had always loved the draft breeds, and Shires were gorgeous animals. But he didn't let this show on his face. Just the mild interest he had shown before.

[Eric Denzell]

When Eric followed the man, he gave a small sigh of respect for the large animal. She was the perfect horse. But he stopped before he let himself get too excited. He had competition for this beauty. He stepped up to the mare, wary, and stroked her neck with one hand. He kept his eyes, though, on her head, afraid she might try and lash out. Without looking at the man, he said, "I'd like to give her a try, if that's all right. Just put her through her paces, see how she moves and handles." He stepped back from the horse, a small smile on his face. If he was the one to buy her... he could see them doing great things. He was not the most experienced Dressage rider, but there was lessons he could take to learn. He'd learned from experience that large breeds were breathtaking in the graceful art of Dressage. And-- no. Once again, he was getting ahead of himself. "So... what's her name?" He seemed a bit foolish, mostly since he hadn't bothered to look at the full extent of the flier. He should have, but he'd gotten too excited at the prospect of a good horse.

[Eric Denzell]

((It wouldn't be fair if I kept on pursuing Tealver. I'm leaving for a week at camp, so... you and Kida may continue. I will set my sights elsewhere~))

[tealver]

//*destroys other posts* I am starting it over from the first post... Since everyone left that is.//

[tealver]

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