 02:56:59 | Oh ok, thank you so much!! I had no idea. Appreciate it :) |
02:53:40 Kiwi| Coruscant, Eve is currently updating the game layout on mobile, so the pages already updated are default, and those she still is doing show custom palettes. Theres nothing we can do about it right now. |
02:27:00 | hey what do you have to do to get your palette to display on all the pages? mine only does on a handful of them, the rest are the default colors. I can't figure out what I am doing wrong. |
01:49:57 Targaryen / Blue| Waiting for things to finish crafting so I checked my local petsmart website. Their having sales on fish tanks and stands. Might go crazy with the sales honestly |
12:49:18 Bluey| I just cried so hard watching the end of Furious 7 again :'( |
12:37:43 | Please breed with any of my horses in my barn please |
12:28:39 Ru| This month is a bit slow since geldings are getting old |
12:20:06 Green|Gren|Grenlin| 300k in profit, after fees, not bad at all |
12:18:29 Rapcoon | Jester | ooh, almost 60k profit. ~10k once rider fees are factored in. |
12:12:14 Wolf Burger (Leg)| Peggy I like the Max one best <3 |
12:11:59 Bluey| Anyone see Fern recently? |
12:11:42 Versa Yes, those weird A figured are from smart punctuation.
|
12:06:10 Rot | Undead Theo
I'm assuming the fix to that glitch is the same as on WP, turn off your phone's auto punctuation and it should stop :) |
12:03:37 theo is there a bug with text rn? there is  everywhere
|
11:55:52 Prag/Liz| I would probably Sven the Max match if it was me. |
11:53:15 Peggy (or) Peg -HEE Click-
-HEE Click-
I'm doing both this RO & probably the Max one first |
than 1 day
before you can use our chatbox.
Rules Hide
You are in: Main Chat
View Sales |
| Year: 187 Season: Winter $: 0 |
Tue 03:21am CST | | Forecast:  Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing | |
|
Forums
→ Horse Eden is a fun game! Sign Up Now! ←
| |
|
Savannah Storm | 17 | Eventer | Avatar | Noah, Tristan, Wyatt "Sounds fun," Savannah murmured sarcastically, her face filled with an unknown feeling. She could feel Avatar's energy pulsing through him, the grey stallion stepping lightly. Avatar tossed his head playfully and tugged the reins, asking her to let him go. "Na, boy," she said softly, smiling at his antics. "The instructor doesn't want us to." She emphasized on the word 'instructor', as if Tristan wasn't worthy of her respect. She had felt the tension in the air when he spoke to Wyatt. Hell, anyone would have. Those men were like rival stallions. Always fighting, always disagreeing. She might have liked Tristan, what with his sarcasm and no beating in the bush talk. Even if he did teach hunter. She had never liked hunter, and she wasn't going to start now. Avatar, feeling his rider's mind go astray, broke into an upbeat trot, his tail held high. Savannah quickly pulled him back to a walk, before growing bored. "Okay, you can have it now," she whispered, giving him his head. He immediately broke into a trot, and neighed happily. |
|
| | |
|
Lucifer | Owned by Cam | Open Lucifer kicked the stable door aggresively, having been shut up in it the whole night. Neighing loudly, he watched the horses in the nearby stalls shy away, scared of him. When no call answered, he half-reared against the Dutch door, his hooves clanging on the wood. Fifteen minutes later, the door was battered as can be. The black stallion stood proudly as he shoved it open. He had dislodged the latch, causing the door to swing open. Trotting arrogantly down the lane, he noticed a pasture with some horses in it, mares. His ears pricking, he broke into a canter and cleared the fence easily, having had lots of practise. Siding near a blood bay mare, he nickered softly. The young mare snorted in surprise as he began to groom her neck. Cameron Fairfield | SJ / E | 19 | Jace Cam watched Jace unload his horse, admiring the grey stallion. Letting out a low whistle, he raised his eyebrows at the bulging muscles, dark mane, handsome build. "That's a fair dinkum horse you got there, mate," he commented, his eyes still widened dramatically. "What's his name?" He likened the stallion in build to his own horse, that hot-headed devil of a stallion. He shook his head slightly at the thought of Lucifer. In fact, he could almost hear him nicker, the extent of his imagination. |
|
| | |
|
T'sani Mzi | 28 | ECI & RI | Witch & Zeus | Open After unpacking his bag, T'sani made his way downstairs. Pausing as he entered the kitchen cum entrance, he glanced at the fridge. A smile split his face as he saw the photo of him and Kholo just after he got his prosthetic legs. He had no idea that she had kept that. Moving on, he went to the barn. Zeus let out a kind nicker as he approached, hoping for a carrot. T'sani opened his hands up. "Got nothing for you, boy," he said, his lips trying to restrain a smile. Leading out Witch, he quickly tacked her up in a worn dressage saddle. He mounted her, sitting tall on the stately black mare. Witch tossed her head irritably, unhappy at having been woken up this early. Nudging her into a light walk, T'sani directed her towards the pastures. As he didn't have any lessons to plan or do today, he was free to figure out where and what everything was. |
|
| | |
|
Emily | Eventing | Noah, Sav, Tristan Emily wheeled herself down the hall weakly, wondering why she'd promised Noah she'd ever leave her room again. Once the most physically strongest person at the barn, able to ride green horses around a cross country course stirrupless, able to lift heavy things, her body in as good of physical condition as an Olympic athlete, now got winded simply wheeling herself down the hall. Her muscles felt weak, stringy, hardly cooperative. Not only had her physical condition changed, but so had her mindset. It was partially Tim's fault, for he'd promised her it'd be okay, but it was partially hers for thinking that meant he'd be here to support her. Once the most bright and enthusiastic person in the barn now swore at everything, discounted everything, found something to be upset about in every situation. She wheeled herself slowly down the sidewalk and back to the arena where Tristan was instructing Savannah and Noah. She did so resentfully, for in all actuality, the only thing keeping her here was having nowhere else to go. She'd have happily given her horses to Noah and said good riddance, never riding again, never living again. It was easy, and it was what she wanted. Why should she have to make herself miserable all the time? She was a victim, and it was all Tim's fault. |
|
| | |
|
Noah | HJ/E | Sav, Tristan Noah held a great depth in his heel as he worked Magik on contact, the horse's dressage frame showing his unfamiliarity with the hunters. Noah's leg position was quiet and stable, his upper body lifted high, though his eyes seemed fixed on Magik's mane, not truly doing traffic control. Though, with all things considered, why would he have to? There were only two of them in the ring, and the fenced-in area was huge. "Lift your chin, Noah, gaze forward. Good, Sav, let him work those kinks out before you canter, then we can try and work towards contact with him." After some amount of time, the pair were summoned in, and Tristan gave them a course to do at only 2', which was far lower than Noah had been jumping lately. "But...aren't you gonna put the jumps up, Tristan?" "No, the goal is to be effective and smooth and rhythmic, you can train that at any height. Now go on..." Noah walked Magik out to the rail, his position just as impressive at the walk as the trot and canter. He truly had gained the tools necessary to be something special in the past few months, skills he'd had to hone daily. Riding five horses was a lot every day, but he enjoyed it. Picking up a left lead canter, Magik's head lowered and he complied obediantly, his ears flicking back as the boy took on a deep, seated position--he'd been working hard on keeping his riding presentable and tactful despite Magik's bouncy frame. It'd seemed that Emily had done such a good job of convincing everyone that he was truly comfortable with her skilled riding that he had to ride extra well to keep her legacy going. He missed her dearly, and hadn't seen her in a week or so. The only person she'd been letting visit was Conrad, and it was because he'd offered to bring her meals from the dining hall daily. He spoke nothing of the matters with anyone, a truly trustworthy friend. Noah felt the horse begin to lose pace, so he stood in the stirrups in a half-seat which truly did show the horse's bounce. He pushed onward, allowing the trampoline-like feeling to envelop him so he could further balance himself. He flexed his core and asked Magik to frame, which the gelding did in a confused but compliant manner. They headed to the first jump, the first jump in the judge's line. Noah dropped his heel and leaned forward, looking left over the jump and further allowing Magik to land the left lead. He then jumped the center fence, which was perfectly lined up by the riding he'd done to the first fence. He looked right in the air, then landed, Magik doing an automatic lead change and finding the rail comfortably. Noah rode the rail down to the end, then made a sharp turn, slicing the in of the diagonal to the out of the other diagonal single in one straight line. While his speed had increased, his riding was still impressive. "Balance," Tristan said calmly, watching the boy's ride as he unconciously played with Avatar's forelock. Noah took this as it was intended and half-halted, asking the horse to come back to him. He used a deep-seated canter to finish the last roll-back, the fences coming easily, although the distances were slightly deep, not as flawless as the first four. Noah patted the gelding's neck enthusiastically, headed back in to speak to Tristan. He had no idea Emily was there, nor watching. "Alright, out you go, Savannah. Have fun." |
|
| | |
|
Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Open . -Heather got the mare tacked up and has already lead her into the Jumping arena before closing & locking the gate behind them. She leads Mystery to the middle of the arena, she softly halts her before placing her foot into the stirrup then pulls herself up into the saddle as she has swinged her other leg over then placed her right foot into the other sturrip. She would gather her reins a bit before getting the mare to a walk as she walks her along the fence line of the arena a times before transitioning to a smooth trot- "Good girl, Mystery" -she quietly praised the mare as Mystery had her ears perked forward as her body & strides are completely relaxed & natural- |
|
| | |
|
Aspen, is she in the ring with the H/J lesson? |
|
| | |
|
Charmed Estates said:
Aspen, is she in the ring with the H/J lesson?
Nada, she's in a empty one and I explained something in the other thread 😅 |
|
| | |
 |
Jace Wayland | M | 19 | Eventing | Dagger | M: Open Jace walked to the back of his trailer and opened it. There was pawwing at the trailer floor as Jace said some thing in german and the stallion calmed down. He walked out of the trailer with a tall dark dapple gray stallion following him. He had a black leather halter on that had o golden name plate on it that read 'Flyig Dagger's' on it. The stallion pranced as Jace walked. |
|
| | |
|
(Don't know what to do but I'm bored sooo) Erin | 19 | Dressage | M: Open Erin walked somewhat slowly across the lot, headed toward the barn that held his pregnant mare. The tour with Noah has completed a while before. Although he enjoyed going around with the younger guy, he was also relieved to be able to take a step back and actually breath. It seemed like he was unable to control himself that morning and he was honestly embarrassed of the places his mind had traveled.
Trying to shut down that side of his thoughts, he wanted to visit his mare as a distraction. Plus, he also just loved her, so going to pet her was an activity that was enjoyed by both parties. Getting into the barn, he made his way down to the outside of Arvea's stall and looked in through the barring. |
|
|
Refresh
|
