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fandomhighdorms2007-05-31 09:59 pm
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Near the cabins: Thursday morning before classes
It was routine now. Every morning Karal mostly handwavily walked up to the stables to look after Trenor. Feeding, cleaning, a quick groom, and maybe a ride if, like this morning, there was time.
Trenor would not stop fidgeting while Karal saddled him. His poor gelding was obviously bored and full of beans, so after a few turns around the stable to warm him up, he gave him his head and pointed him towards the preserve.
Their path led them past the campground, Trenor - tail flagged high and still with an overabundance of energy - prancing and bouncing and generally behaving like a total goof, while Karal laughed and let him.
[ooc: open if you want! Karal's riding around the outside of the camp on his way to the preserve, and I am going to bed in about an hour, so SP is love.]
Trenor would not stop fidgeting while Karal saddled him. His poor gelding was obviously bored and full of beans, so after a few turns around the stable to warm him up, he gave him his head and pointed him towards the preserve.
Their path led them past the campground, Trenor - tail flagged high and still with an overabundance of energy - prancing and bouncing and generally behaving like a total goof, while Karal laughed and let him.
[ooc: open if you want! Karal's riding around the outside of the camp on his way to the preserve, and I am going to bed in about an hour, so SP is love.]