Practice Makes Perfect

_{Training picture for ~TsonianFieldsRanch’s Ren Fair! I quite like this picture, Emo looks so smexy in his studded bridle..}
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”Woah there E.” Slade said gently to the mustang, putting the slightest pressure on his reins. The stallion slowed to a walk, and Slade guided him over to far right corner, where Kiara stood, beaming.

“You guys are gunna kick major butt!!” She squealed, reaching over to stroke Emo’s velvety muzzle. Slade reahed down to give him a clap on the shoulder.

“I sure hope so!” he replied “All that work with Corpse has paid off.”

“The only thing you need to work on now is your square stops, then I reckon you’ll be able to take on the bigger leagues!”

“We’ll work on that tomorrow. We need food. Can you go make me a sandwhich, please?” Slade said, dismounting. He started Emo back to the stables.

“Yeah, sure thing” Kiara grumbled. Why can’t guys make their own bloody sandwhiches!?
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_{Exactally!! Why can’t they make their own!!??
Hopefully now Emo and Slade will do well enough to place at the Ren Fair; they’ve been training everyday for the past two weeks now!}
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Emo, Slade & Kiara © ME
Ren Fair © ~TsonianFieldsRanch