Dancing in the Sunshine

[Savina]

Heaven glanced back at the trailer, where the filly she had just puchased was prancing around. She could hear the yearlings hooves as she danced around on the hard wood floors beneath her. Heave smiled, and pulled into the driveway, slwoly stopping the truck to avoid scaring the filly. Turning off the key, Heaven jumped out and went to the back of the trailer, whistling softly to the filly who was stretching her neck to peer out the window. Opening the door on the trailer, Heaven untied the filly, and led her out into the driveway.

The sun gleamed off Asima's jet black coat. Her face was dished perfectly, and as she held her tail up, and pranced around Heaven excitedly, it was clear to anyone who saw her that this filly was as arabian as it gets. Heaven reached over and patted the yearling's neck, smiling proudly at her. Heaven tugged her gently in the direction of the pastures, wanting to get her out into the field to run before she put her in the stall for the night. It would be a few nights yet before Asima would be staying out here with Easter.

Rubbing her hand down Asima's forehead, Heaven soothed the spirited filly. "You are deffinetly going to add some excitement around here when they see you, aren't you girl?"
Just like any other horse I bring in here it seems, she thought to herself.
"Just don't let anyone come steal you away from me ok?" She told her affectionatly

[Drogen]

|OOC\ Want me to reply with Jason or Sara/George?|

[Savina]

OOC: Either is fine by me^^

[Drogen]

|OOC/Same for me, I just cannot decide... so wanna decide for me?(

[Savina]

OOC: Hmm.. no?

[Drogen]

|OOC/Meanie. |

Sara Tinco was inside her house, right behind the inside arena. She had a pretty good view of the backyard from the living room. Although, she did not have much time to enjoy that view. When she wasn’t outside working with the horses and helping out with the stable and other such tasks, she was inside cleaning up the house to make it look presentable to new people. Right at the moment she was vacuuming the living room carpet, and almost done and ready to move on to the dishes in the kitchen. If it was just George and her in this house, then it would be no trouble cleaning it. But George and her constantly invite people over to have diner, to play board games, and to just hang out. It was a nice stress reliever from all the stable stuff. But it also was not fun to have to clean up every thing the next day. Yet Sara did not complain. She didn’t think she had the right to, to tell you the truth. She had a wonderful husband, a booming business and a beautiful house. So why should she complain about the little things in life. At least, that is the way she looked at life.

She stopped the vacuum and slumped down onto the couch to relax for a few moments before moving on to the next thing that was on her list to do today. She sighed, looking out the big window in the back of the living room and smiled. It was definitely worth it, she thought to herself. She then got up off the couch and put the pillow back the way it was before she sat down. She shuffled off in to the kitchen, right up to the sink that was piled high with dirty dishes. She flicked the water on, grabbed a sponge, and started scrubbing away.

After a few dishes she looked outside the window only to see a silver trailer pull up the drive way. George must have gotten a new horse to train and sell to a good owner, she thought, smiling to her self. George was a good husband, always caring about their animals. But then she heard George coming down the stairs, and sure enough there he was at the bottom of the stairs smiling away at her.

“Who is bringing in a horse today?” Sara asked him as he put his boots on to go outside.



George Tinco was a lucky man, and he acknowledged that every day of his life. He had a gorgeous, hard working wife. Beautiful property. Loving horses. And a beautifully maintained household. And that was all thanks to his wife, because he just did not have the time to take care of it. He did help out with the dishes every once in a while, and he felt bad for not helping out his wife more, but he did most of his work out side the house and in the stable yard. Helping the volunteers, training horses, finding good owners for horses, teaching riding lessons, going on trail rides. George sure had a busy life. Yet this morning he let himself sleep in a little. It was an amazing feeling, to sleep in. He didn’t do it often but he did let himself sleep in every once in a while when he knew he didn’t need to do much the next day. He knew a couple volunteers would be coming today so he didn’t need to help them clean out the horse stalls. They should be able to do it by themselves, and if not he could just do it when he gets out there.

So, he figured he slept in long enough this morning, and got up out of bed. He put his chore clothes on and headed down the stairs. He saw his wife over at the kitchen sink, washes the dirty dishes away like a mad woman. They were almost all clean and he knew for a fact that when he went to bed last night that sink was completely full. He walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, saying good morning and heading over to the mudroom, sliding his boots on and tying them up.

“Hmm, not really sure, dear. But I will go out and check if you want.” He replied to her. “No one was scheduled to bring a horse in today, but maybe I missed it.” George said and headed outside the door to figure out who it was.

[Savina]

Heaven glanced behind her as she heard someone come out of the house. She smiled, and led Asima in his direction. The filly pranced beside her, her ears eagerly taking in all the new sounds around her. She seemed eager to explore, and wasn;'t afraid in the slightest when George approached them.
She smiled at him, and patted Asima's neck to try and calm the filly down.
"Hey George. I'm sorry for not calling ahead of time, but I didn't get the chance. I couldn't leave the farm without buying her, and the owners said she had to be gone right away. I hope it's ok, she can stay with Easter in her pasture, and I'll do extra work and training to pay for her board." She told him, an almost pleading look on her face.

The filly stretched her nose toward him, arching her neck as she tugged gently, obviously trying to get Heaven to loosen up her firm grip on the rope. "Not happening Asima, you can't just roam loose around here you know." She looked back toward George, still waiting for his answer. She hoped he wouldn't turn her down, otherwise she would have to find somewhere else for her to stay.
"She's got a wonderful personality, and one of the highest bred arabian foals in the area. I couldn't believe she was actually in my price range!"

Asima snorted, as if she couldn't believe someone would dare sell her for a low price, and tossed her head, tugging on the rope again. "I think she could be a great show horse when I can start training her to ride, she's only a year old now."

[Drogen]

George opened up the house door. There were actually two doors on the house. Well, three if you count the back door. But on the front door there was a screen door and a storm door. They had the storm door there, because as the name suggest, for when there are storms so that the glass doesn’t break on the door. And the screen door it there for the summer days when they leave the storm door open and just have the screen door. Works the same as a window, just a bit bigger though.

And so, George went through the door, putting thin work gloves on his hands as he walked out the door, making sure to not let it slam shut because it tended to get jammed a lot when people let it slam. He walked up to the silver horse trailer. He saw Heaven walk around the corner of the trailer, and smiled at her. She led a beautiful horse up to him, explaining the situation at hand. All George did was smile as she told him the story. The reason he did this is because she sounded exactly like himself trying to explain why he brought yet another horse to the farm to Sara. He would constantly go to auctions and bring a few horses home.

George started petting the horse now, as it curiously looked around the stable yard.
”It’s fine, Heaven.” George said, still petting the soft horse. “You sound a little like me, ya know?” He smiled. He started looking the horse over now, checking for any scrapes or bruises. Either from the trailer ride over or from previous owners. She seemed in good condition, although there was a slight nick on her muzzle. Probably just from when the trailer went over a bump. It was pretty hard to trailer a horse with out getting a single nick on the horse. Luckily it did not look like it would scar.

He stopped looking her over and looked over at Heaven now. “Well, you would be surprised what you can find at an auction.” He said, petting the horse again. “Ya know the horse in stall nine? When I found her she was in the slaughter pen. Now look at her? She’s in wonderful shape.”
“So are you planning on selling her to someone eventually, or keeping her?” George asked as he heard the house door open. He turned around and saw Sara walking out of the house, and smiled. “Nosey old woman.” George said jokingly, shaking his head and smiling.

[Savina]

Heaven smiled, and tugged the filly's rope gently, pulling her attention back to them instead of her surroundings.
"Thank you George, I really appreciate this, and I'm sure Asima here does too, although she doesn't know it yet." Asima tossed her head and rubbed it against Heaven's side, clearly trying to signal she was ready to get this halter off and have some freedom. Hearing the door again, Heaven saw George's wife, Sara coming out. Heaven waved to her and led Asima a little closer to Sara could have a better look at her. "I know, I know... But look at her, she's beautiful."
She glanced back at George. "I plan on keeping her of course, I'm already too attached to let this one go anywhere."

[Drogen]

Sara continued washing dishes while her husband took off out the front door. She watched as he approached the trailer and saw the horse and human come around the corner. By golly it was Heaven with a brand new horse Sara had never seen before. She must have gotten the same gene that George has, Sara thought to herself, smiling. They see a horse and they must have it.
She finished up dishes, putting the last few in the dish drain so that they could air dry. She grabbed a towel and tried her hands, putting the towel back. Sara headed over to the front door and when she got there she put her rubber boots on and headed out the door to check the new horse out.

As she walked out the door, she heard the screen door slam behind her making an awfully loud noise. Dang it! She thought to herself. She, unlike George, almost always forgot to not let the screen door slam. They really should just get it fixed, but at the moment it was at the bottom of the list of things to repair around the stables.

She saw her husband twirl around to see what the noise was, followed by Heaven looking at the house. Meanwhile, Sara from kept on walking towards them, not making eye contact. But eventually she did happen to find herself looking towards them, seeing Heaven wave at her and instinctively waving back at the girl.

She finally made it up to the girl, her husband, and the horse. She opened her mouth, gesturing that she was in shock and gave out a quick ‘awww’, as she gazed upon the beautiful horse. “She’s simply gorgeous.” Sara commented, gently petting the horses right cheek. “What’s her name? Do you know?”



George nodded his head, knowing what it was like to see a horse and already become attached to it even before you buy it. He figured she did not plan on selling it, but he might as well ask.
“Well, we would be glad to have her here.” George said. ”I wonder how much training she already has. Probably not very much, but she might know some commands.”

[Savina]

Heaven smiled and watched as Asima extended her muzzle toward Sara, sniffing at her curiously." I'm sure she appreciates the compliments. Her name, is Asima. I was told it meant something like guardian, or protector in Arabic." The filly nodded her head and stomped her hoof on the ground, trying to catch their attention. Heaven laughed and rubbed her neck lovingly.
"I think she's geting tired of being led around."

Asima turned again toward the pastures, and nickered to the other horses. A few answered, eagerly coming to the fence to see what was going on.
'I really appreciate you letting me keep her here. As soon as she settles in, I'll start working with her on the ground and see what she has been taught, and what needs to be changed." Heaven told her kindly, and made a small sound, pulling the filly's attention back to her instead of the other horses.

[Drogen]

George smiled up at the horse. “Well, I better be off. I have a lot of work to do this morning.” George said, waved his hand slightly and started walking off over to the box stalls to see how things were going in there.

“Okay honey. I’ll see you around noonish for lunch.” Sara smiled back and waved her hand at her husband as he walked off in the other direction. She went back to focusing on the new horse. “Hmm, that’s a beautiful name as well.” Sara replied, lovingly, still looking at the horse.
Sara agreed with Heaven and followed her to the pasture, where most of the horses were at right now. “It’s no problem really.” Sara said, smiling. ”You do a lot of work around here at the stables, so we would gladly take in another horse of yours.”

They came up to the pastures and there were about six of the other horses that came up to greet the new comer in to their pastures. They all watched curiously and Sara just had to laugh. They were all such characters. “I’m sure she has some knowledge. But, considering she was an auction horse and she is a yearling I would not be too surprised if she hardly had any what so ever.” Sara said, reaching over the fence in to the pasture to pet one of the curious horses. ”The other horses seem excited to see a new face around here. I just hope they do not beat her up too much. We will probably have to keep her in a separate pasture for a while before we put her in with the others. I just hate it when they harass each other.”

[Savina]

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to just throw her in there then. if her and Easter get along well, I may put them in together since they are close to the same age, and neither seem aggressive."

Heaven tugged the filly in the direction of the smaller pasture, where most of the 'troubled' horses were kept.new horses were generally introduced to the smaller herd first,a nd then eventually moved into the bigger pasture unless there was some problem keeping them from doing so."She didn't come from the auction house though. Some family was having a private auction at their place, something about needing to get rid of some stock because they couldn't afford to keep them all. Any horses not sold within the next week will be put down I'm afraid." Heaven told her sadly, and led the filly over to the fence, where a few of the calmer horses were eagerly stretching their noses toward the new arrival.

Heaven watched them closely, but apart from a few nickers, and nibbles on her nose, none of them seemed bothered by her presence."I know, I never liked introducing horses to a new herd." Tugging the filly over to the gate, she led her inside and quickly removed her halter. Heaven wasn't concerned about catching her, if she was too hard to catch, she would settle down quickly. Easter trotted over and nibbled on Heaven's clothes in greeting, before sniffing the new filly. After examing her, she nipped her side softly, and trotted off, glancing behind her to see if anyone intended to follow.

Easter's antics began a game of tag as all the horses trotted over to examine the new filly, and they all began to examine her. Some sniffed, some nibbled at her gently , but none seemed to be reacting too harshly to her arrival. Whenever anyone seemed to be crowding Asima, she backed up and trotted a ways off, glancing behind her uncertainly to see if they were following her.

"I guess I'm not the only one that fell in love with this filly at first sight huh?" heaven grinned and stood beside Sara, watching the horses play together.