Perfect! That is THE BEST idea I've heard today... or this week... or this month LOL. Just be warned my character isn't exactly open... anyway, I'll post my character sheet shortly!

Okay! I'll post mine now! Mine is in a relationship currently anyways lol

I pinned both our roles

I updated my role to be more... informative

Okay! I type really descriptive roles lol we can start when your ready!

Okay! I'll start how

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Tyler got up early, looking around the bunkhouse. Everyone else was still asleep. He got out of the bed silently, got dressed, and came outside. The sun still hadn't rose yet... he guessed it was 5 AM. He could see a tiny sliver of light peeking out over the horizon. Tyler walked into the barn to check on his three horses, Drunk On Me, Why Is The Rum Gone, and Beer For My Horses. His dog trailed along side him, shaking its pelt. Tyler glanced in each of his horses stall, stopping at Toby's. He went inside, watching the colt. The small boy was laying on his side in the earth with his eyes closed. It looked like he was dead. Tyler sighed and prodded the horses side. The colt raised his head a blinked sleepily, seeing it was Tyler before layinghis head back down. Tyler chuckled, leaving the stall and cleaning his tack before the sun rose

Estrella's alarm went off at 5:20am. She got up and pulled on her clothes. After getting dressed, she ran a brush through her curly black hair and put it in a basic braid, then put her felt cowboy hat on. She walked downstairs. Her aunt was making breakfast, she had to cook a lot to feed all the ranch hands and kids. "Mornin' " Estrella said to her aunt as she slipped on her boots. "I'm gonna go let Whiskey out of her stall" she called as she walked outside. She walked to the barn and grabbed Whiskey's halter and went into the young mustangs stall. Whiskey nickered happily to Estrella as she slipped the halter onto the mare. Ella then led Whiskey out of her stall and to her paddock. She turned the mare loose, then put her halter away and walked inside.

Tyler finished cleaning his leather saddle, standing back up and going outside. The sun had started to rise and he heard muffled ground coming from the bunkhouse. "City slickers." He muttered, walking over to Toby's stall and haltering him. He took the young stallion to a round pen, going into it and lunging him. Tyler still had some time before work started... since it usually started at 7.

At 6, Sadie, Estrella's 9yo cousin rung the bell, signaling that breakfast was ready. All the main family was sitting at the large table in the dinning room, waiting for the guest and ranch hands to show up. Estrella sat in her chair, tapping her fingers in her leg anxiously. She wanted breakfast to hurry up so she could work with Whiskey for a bit.

Tyler heard the bell. This was the one thing he didn't really like about this ranch... the hands ate with the family. That was just.. wrong. He shook his head and halered Toby, putting him back in his stall before quickly walking into the kitchen of the ranch house. He took off his hat, stomped off some dust, brushed dust out of his messy hair, and brushed off his jacket before walking into the dining room.