The trailer drove up, the driver hopped out and went over to the back, opened the doors and came out with a Nervous Australian Stock Stud, and tied the poor nervous thing on the post.The driver hopped in the trailer, and drived off leaving the Austalian stock stud there.


Doku Rave stared at the trailer, until it disappeared from his sight.He snorted and looked at his surroundings, he whinnied loud enough and handsomely enough probably to get mares, try to run at him.He pawed the ground, mostly eager to get somewhere warm.

Eight Belles~ The farm's prized racer lifted her elegant black head at the whinny. Annoyed that someone had interrupted her peaceful grazing. She snorted a hello to Georgani, who was in the paddock next to her's. She walked over to the opposite fence, wondering who the one who whinnied was. It couldn't of been Darka, because she was allowed to come and go as she pleased. She sniffed the air, and the scent of stallion was floating about the breezy air. She snorted, as he was tied to one of the posted on her fence. "Hello." She said. The young mare shook her head as she saw Chelsea walked out of the house, looking very confused.


Chelsea~ She walked out of the house, hearing a loud whinny. She looked around, and off on the other side of the farm, a horse was tied to her race horse's fence post. She shook her head. She hated it when people tired of their horses and just dumped them. She pulled her hair up into a neat ponytail, and jogged across the farm. She sighed, and patted his neck. She fumbled with the knot, but couldn't get it undone. She puled out a pocket knife, and cit it. She spoke to him softly as she lead him into the large barn. She put him in an empty stall, and filled up his water and feed bucket. She patted him, before leaving the barn to bring in Eight Belles.

He snorted looking around he needed leg stretchings, or a little riding in the arena.He pawed the hay lightly, and looked around.The place looked dusty,He looked at his feed bucket and ate some from it.He snorted again until, he noticed his feed bucket was stuck around his muzzle.He shook his head wildly, until it came flying off and bounced outside on the ground.He just drank, like he did nothing.

Chelsea~ She lead the mare in, and nudged the bucket aside. She'd pick it up in a minute. She put Eight Belles in a stall. Barn 1, the barn for mares and geldings, was flooded badly, as her cousin left the hose on and the stalls got all wet and gross. She also brought Georgani in, and put him in the last stall on he stallion's side of the aisle. He wasn't usually social towards stallions, and hated Eight Belles for unknown reasons. She picked up the bucket, and cleaned up the bits of grain littering the aisle. She smiled at the stallion. "Naughty boy." She thought to him. She petted Eight Belles, and returned to the stallion.

Eight Belles~ She snorted softly to the stallion. "What's your name? I'm Eight Belles." She said, looking down at Georgani, who was glaring at her.

He flicked an ear, "Rave, Doku Rave."He said raising his black head he dispeyed some cranky horses, he looked at Georgani and shot a mad look at him for glaring at Eight Belles.

Chelsea~ She sat on a bale of hay, and sighed, before laying down on it. She was tired. She hadn't known running a large stables like this was such hard work, which made here feel stupid. Of course it's hard, you idiot. She thought to herself. She smiled at the black stallion. "What's you name, boy?" She thought to the stallion, smile lightly at him.

Eight Belles~ She smiled. She looked around, wondering where Rave's owner is. " So...Where's your owner?" She asked curiously.

"Erm, Ah, my owner..? you mean my jockey owner? Uh..he died after this race..."He said snorting nervously, He thought back to chelsea.'My name or my racing name is Doku Rave, and Dok or Doku or Rave would be my barn name i believe.'He lowered his head, he sank down into his stall on his knees.

Chelsea~ She jumped up, and opened his stall door. She left his stall door open, in case he wanted out. He opened the back door to his paddock. She sat next to him, and petted his neck. "What's wrong, boy?" She thought to him, still petting his neck.

Eight Belles~ She reached over her stall door, and unlocked it. She smiled mischievously, before making her way over to his stall. She fit in it, because the stalls in here were huge, for certain reasons... She stood and nickered to him. Everybody here cared about one another, and got worried if it was so much as they were bored. Well, that is, except for Georgani. He hated everyone except Darka and Chelsea.

And here she came(xD). Darka trotted down the barn Isle with a bounce in her step. She snorted a greeting to everyone then looked to see if her companion was still following. She hoped so, it was always fun to have new company. She ebony mare shook herself and nipped at Geo playfuly. Then she sniffed the air and scented a newcomer. Her ears pinned defiantly and she sauntered to his stall. "hmmm. Hello there." she said to rave. And since Chelsea was distracted... She grinned wickedly and loped down the barn isle to the feed room. (WAIT!!!! Tater what kind of door is on the feed room? It's VERY important I must know, like is it one that slides on a track or it hinged? IMPORTANT!)

(Hinged)

Chelsea~ She smiled at the black mare as she went down the aisle. She'd never get the door open....Or so she thought. Any way, she was busy with Rave. She patted his neck, and petted him some more. She lay her head on his neck.

Eight Belles~ She whinnied a greeting to Darka, and her eyes glinted with laughter a the way she carried herself. She nuzzled Rave, and looked at him worriedly

Darka flicked an ear at the worry she senced coming from eight bells. Never the matter, she'd investigate in a while. (curse you tater! xD jk you rock) Darka steped towards the door to the feed room and studied it intently. She lipped at the handle experimentaly with little sucess. A toss of the head for her troubles and Darka winnied loudly. A mare much like herself, save the with mark on the forhead and bits of chestnut in the mane, came over. The mare was only a
year or so older and every bit as mischevious as Darka. "pleasure, so glad you came zala" darka said to the other horse. "of course" Zala replyed. Together they worked the handle and managed to turn it and open the feed room. Darka walked in a step and looked around. She spotted a couple small bags of feed and snatched one up. She backed up and Zala repeted the action. Together the black mares tortted down the isle, bags in mouth swinging about and acasionaly spilling. (wow...like Malay of the horses here are the same color... We need variety)

He was silent, his light blue eyes just looked around.He snorted sadly, he whinnied a sad and low, longsome tune.He snorted again, he was troubled after this day's race.His jockey died, after he won 1st place.He was nearly to tears, at the funeral they brought him at.

Gahzala dropped the bag and trottEd to the stall and put her head in the open door. The mare tilted her head slightly and wickered to rave. "What happened?" she asked gently as Darka walked over and stood near to the stall.

Chelsea~ She turned her head, and saw Drka, and an unknown mare, carrying the feed bags down the aisle. She rolled her eyes, and grabbed the bag the new mare had dropped. She glared at Darka, then returned the bag to the feed room. "Put the feed back." She thought threateningly to Darka.

Eight Belles~ She ignored the new mare. She was to busy making a 'nest' around Rave. She gave reasuring nickers to him as she moved around. Finally, she laid down next to him, and nuzzled him.

Darka grinned, locking gazes with Chelsea. She shifted her weight and nibbled the edges of the bag, contemplating whether or not she wanted to. She finaly said Okay! Yeesh! to Chelsea and jogged down the isle. She flung the bag into the feed room and turned back, satisfied.

Ghazalah half closed her eyes. She flicked an ear at Chelsea and resumed peacful rest.