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Hello! Going to do the character sheet later tonight. Thanks for role playing with me!

Human-

Name: Tyler Carter
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Gender: Male
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Height: 6'1
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Weight: 180 lbs
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Age: 21
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Appearance: Always wears black. Has muscles that stand out under just about anything. Dark green eyes.
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Personality: Cunning, Strong, Wise, Skilled Fighter, Grumpy, Soft Once You Get To Know Him, Likes To Keep To Himself
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Other: Loves country music, especially Toby Keith songs
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Horse(s)-



Registered Name: WW Wild West
Name: West
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Gender: Stallion
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Age: 10
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Height: 18 HH
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Weight: 1,500 lbs
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Appearance: Dark grey coat with light grey dapples, black mane and tail, four black socks, white blaze
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Personality: Cunning, Quiet, Playful, Hilarious, Kind, Skilled Fighter
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Other: Just a GIANT horse

Name: Abigail Tyler (Abby)

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Looks: tall. red hair. green blue eyes ith a small ring of yellow in the middle. freckles across her nose.

Personality: friendly to anyone who is nice back. can be sassy and stubborn. sometimes annoying.

Other info: loves horses. barrel racing champion.

Horse name: Titanium (Titan)

Age: 6

Gender: Stallion

Breed: American Paint Horse

Looks: tobiano chestnut roan. black and white mane and skunk tail. badger face. one blue eye and one brown eye

Personality; good tempered. loving. personality similar to Abigail's

Other info: loves apples and running. abigail has owned him since his mother died at birth. Abby had hand fed him. now used for childrens lessons. barrel champion

I'll start-)

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Tyler walked into the Stables, looking around. He was the 'new guy' and knew nothing about where to put his horse. He went over to a busy looking Stable hand. "Hello? Is there a horse stall..." he looked at his paper. "Number 23? Reserved for WW Wild West and Tyler Carter?"

Skips into the barn by the back door and grabs Titan's halter out of the tack room. takes him out and puts him in cross ties before grooming and tacking him up. walks him toward the stable hand, Josh, and a new person. "hi there" Titan snorts impatiently and bumps me softly with his head.

Tyler glanced at the girl who just walked up. "Hello." He murmured. "Do you know if there's a horse stall reserved for WW Wild West and Tyler Carter? It would be number 23." He asked, tipping his head.

she smiled "yes actually thats right next to my horse's, Titanium, my champion barrel horse. here, i'll show you" she led him and her own impatient horse down the aisle to his stall. "here you go" she said with a grin. "enjoy" she turned and walked out of the barn and took Titan out to the outdoor arena and mouted him. she warmed him up then started to catch up on some training for their upcoming barrel race in about two weeks. "good boy!" she praised after they succesfully ran the pattern in 15 seconds. "we can go faster but i'll give you a break for today and go ahead and cool you down" she walked him around the arena for a bit

(Ooo 15 seconds talk about fast XD.)

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Tyler smiled gratefully, walking down the aisle and stopping at his stall. West followed easily, sending into the new stall. Tyler out some extra shavings down, grabbed his water bucket, filled it up, and put it in, and threw some hay in. After that was done he closed and locked the stall door, finding the small cabin where he was allowed to stay for the summer. These cabins were obviously quickly built, and although the Stables were nice the cabins were a little... short on wood. The doorway was only 6 feet tall. This was a problem. Tyler was 6'1. He ducked into his cabin, setting his scanty supply of stuff down then going out and getting his tack and whatnot to put out in the barn. He grabbed West's saddle and bridle and his helmet, then ran out to West's stall. He threw the pad on after a quick brush and hoofpick, then slid the bridle on and walked West back out of the stall. He saw there were two arenas, side by side and the girl that helped him earlier was working in one so he went in the other. He jumped on West, warmed him up with some Dressage, then actually made him look good. His strides lengethed, then shortened and he practically skipped down the diagonal, switching canter leads every stride.