*Full Name: Awesome Feather
Nickname: Unknown
*Age: 3 years
*Gender: Mare
*Breed: Thoroughbred
*Coat Color: She's bay, but when she runs a race, she oddly turns Chestnut:\
*Mane/Tail Color: Black
Personaility: Meet her
*Training Specialty: Racing
Short Biography: She was the Number One 2 year old filly of the country. She ran the Breeders cup, winning it.
Physical Description: 16.5hh
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*Full Name: Dancing Feather
Nickname: Feathers
*Age: 1 year
*Gender:filly
*Breed:gypsy vanner
*Coat Color:black/brown and white
*Mane/Tail Color:white with black in both
Personaility: Hyper, snappy, spunky, speaks for herself, always says,"Do you think I can't take care of myself?" fiery attitude
*Training Specialty: Training in jumping, and dressage
Short Biography: She was born to Moon Glory, mother, and Big Red, father.
Physical Description: pretty classy filly like her mother. Mostly takes after her father.
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*Full Name: Big Red
Nickname: Red
*Age: 6
*Gender: Stallion
*Breed: Gypsy Vanner
*Coat Color: bay and white
*Mane/Tail Color: white
Personaility: hyper, snappy, speaks for himself, always looks after the ones he loves, friendly to the ones he trusts, mean to the ones he doesn't trust, brave and strong
*Training Specialty: Dressage jumping
Short Biography: Blue ribbon stallion
Physical Description:
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Name: Reaper's Scythe
Nick Name: Scythe
Age: 3 years old
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Arabian x Thoroughbred
Coat Color: Chestnut, 1 stocking on his back left leg, and one sock on his back right leg. He has 2 shorter socks on his front legs, and a star connected to a thin-ish blaze to his nose where his top lip is white and black. Descriptive xD lol
Mane/Tail Color: His mane is a cream and orange, and his tail is white with a few gold strands mixing into it; dark gold on the beginning of his tail where it connects to his back.
Training Specialty:jumping, dressage, and maybe racing. Mostly dressage.
Physical Description: Tall 17.5 arab-thoroughbred. Very handsome, chestnut with white socks or stockings on all his legs. When he's groomed, his coat shines brilliantly.
Personality: Bold, brave, strong, not a quitter, surprisingly not very preppy. He doesn't think he'll win all the time, and he doesn't like people very much. He's pretty wild. He's smart, reacts fairly fast, and very very curious.
History: Grew up on a small farm, his owners were training him to be a work horse because he was so large. Some rich person saw him when he was small, with his mom, and in a pasture. He was bucking and running, esc. and the person bought him for $20,000. They trained him to be a race horse. He hated it when they rode him, so he bucked and kicked, until finally his jockey fell off, and hit his head. He was named Reaper's Scythe because his owner thought he'd be the end of him. He knew the horse would be a great competition horse if the right person rode him. He then gave the horse to Safania, his only grand daughter, calling her crazy for wanting the stallion. Then, Safania could no longer handle him because she was being drained of her money.
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You forgot prices silly.

Whoops, thank you for reminding me!

Awesome Feather= 550
Black Sunshine= 400
Dancing Feather= 450
Big Red= 500
Reaper's Scythe= 550

PM me if you want them, but can't afford. We can work somethin' out so you don't go broke. x.X

Can i have black sunshine?

Yes, sure.^-^ I'll knock his price down to 400.

Ok,Thanks.

Andy was a 6" 125 pound around 15 years old girl. She was half japanese and half american but didnt look at all japanese. She had long light blonde/brown hair and brown eyes thats shade depened on what type of lighting they were in but that normally looked like a deep chocolate or deep brown color with a hazel eye color tint to it. You wouldnt know it but she was the presidents daughter her and her two older sisters had badges that even said it because a lot of people could say that and get free stuff. So they had to have the badges to prove they were the real deal or had to answer qestions only the presedents family would know, or had to show leagal documents but the badge was easist.

She was a very good rider and had done every english event in the fallowing order (order fallowed by how long shes done it). Hunter and show jumping where her first shes done them since age 8, Cross country since age 9, Steeple chase (instead of racing) since she was 10, both english and western pleasures but likes english pleasure best been doing it since she was 13, and just started dressage for about half a year.

She came here to get a new start and was looking at getting 3 horses she saw here for sale that she hoped were being sold by the same person to make it easer with the questions. However she was also looking at a racing horse as a fourth horse that she might get if it could possibly be taught to do steeple chase instead of racing.

The ones she was interested in where the fallowing though: Dancing Feather (feather) who was a 1 year old filly, Big Red (red) who was a 6 year old stallion, and finally Reaper's Scythe (scythe) that was also a stallion but that was only 3 years old not 6 years.

This when she was starting fresh time of buying horses was normally the only time she threw her money/who her dad was around the rest of the time she worked hard to get what she had. Unlike her two sisters that were both western riders and loved to throw thier fathers money and who they were around.

She walked around looking at all four but mostly at the main three she as going to get after learning more about them from their salers.

Reaper's Scythe snorted, and shook his golden chestnut head violently as he saw the women come near his stall. He snorted, and looked at her with uninterested eyes, his head settling into a high, proud position above his door. His creamy, beautiful mane fell lightly against his well muscled neck. He towered over the horses stalled next to him who were named Dancing Feathers and Big Red. His white and gold tail flicked back and forth behind his powerful legs. He threw out one back leg suddenly, causing a loud splinter of wood behind him.

Big Red lazily rested his head on his door, and blinked his soft brown eyes at the girl. His red nose crinkled as he sniffed at her, sniffing for treats he usually got from his previous owner. He lifted his head, and shook it once, his curly white and black mane shaking around him. He walked forward and nuzzled the girl's arm. Realizing she had no treats, he lifted his head, his neck arched slightly.

Dancing Feather stood quietly in her stall, her head risen high, and beautifully. She was an extremely proud mare. She was almost 15 hands tall at only the age of 1. She snorted, and sniffed loudly at the air, not going near the women. Her blue eyes scanned her features before resting on her face. She was tall, and looked like a strong rider based on her physical complexion.

Awesome Feather scanned the crowd of people outside her stall. She took treats willingly, and happily.

Safania walked the isles slowly, scanning the horses and sellers. When she spotted a girl outside the stalls holding her horses she walked up to her, and offered her hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Safania, the temporary owner of these horses."

A short exercise boy walked in, and said, "They're ready for you, Saf."

"Thanks, Adam." She said, "I need to exercise, more like demonstrate, Awesome Feather out on the track. You're welcome to join me!" She smiled kindly, brushing a bit of green hair away from her face. She lifted a helmet onto her head, brushing the hair back beneath it. She clicked it safely on her head, went to the bay's stall, and walked down the aisle with her in hand. Once they were at the track, she lifted into the saddle. She was hoping there wasn't very many other horses on the track. There was at least 6. She shrugged, "Maybe she can race-ish one."

Awesome Feather slowly settled into a brisk canter. Than, a slow gallop. She lazily loped down the track with Saf holding tightly to the reigns, her butt high in the air. Then, she scrunched up, her stomach rested on Feather's withers. Then, suddenly, Awesome Feather shot down the track, her head bobbing, her legs powerfully working against the ground.

Safania looked over the horses, saying, without taking her eyes away from the horses she had cared for for such a long time, "Awesome Feather had been through jumps. She's rather good at jumping since she is a Thoroughbred. I guess it's natural to her. Anyway, I'm not sure how she would do with doing Steeple Chase. It wouldn't hurt to try. Here, take a closer look at 'um." She pulled her blue and purple hair into a high ponytail, and walked to the first stall holding Awesome Feather in it. She lead the mare from it, people's camera's clicking as they took pictures. "She's 15 hands. She has nice muscles in her legs, so I think she'd do fine."
Next was Dancing Feathers. Fathers nuzzled Safania's arm as she led her out. She rose her head, and looked at Andy, her face level with Andy's. She snorted, her blue eyes flicking. "She'd be a good Dressage mare. She showed a nice liking to jumping the fences at the Ranch, too."
Big Red was led out, and Safania rested a gentle hand on his velvety nose. She said, "I'll surely miss this one. He's a nice spirited horse. He's tricky, too. He's already won a few Blue Ribbons for me. Never lost a Dressage Show I entered him in. Although, I only entered him in 5."
Reaper's Scythe was a bit harder to get out of his stall. He shook his head, and pulled away from Safania, trying to run. "This one is aggressive, and doesn't like people on his back. He's beautiful, nonetheless. Impossible to control. He has the spirit of the Arabian through and through. Good luck with him! I still love him, though." She was finally allowed the privilege of rubbing his muzzle. The giant 17 h Arabian x Thoroughbred looked at Saf with golden eyes, then Andy. He looked at a mare standing in the stall behind Andy. He nickered to her, and arched his neck, his creamy mane falling over his face. Saf laughed. "He'll surely win you quite a few competitions if you're lucky enough to not get dumped from the seat!"

"id still like to take all of them if you dont mind" she smiled at the girl.

(2 horses had to be euthanized at the Grand National Steeplechase... :'( )

Safania nodded, "Sure, it will be $1,850 for them all in a group package. I knocked 50 off all of 'em." She smiled, and continued, "Do you have a 4 horse trailer? I'll load them for you."

"ok thanks but i would also like trying to load Reapers Scythe if you dont mind." she smiled she was good with most horses that didnt trust people. She walked in with a halter and lead rope but then shut the door and just stood there "Hello boy would you like to come to a new place with me?" she smiled just talking to him then after she talked to him she turned around letting him choose if he wanted to but hoped he would. She secretly also had a mint in her pocket to give to him if he came over.

Reaper watched carefully as she came into his stall. His muscles tensed throughout his body as the stall door was shut. His eyes narrowed. He snorted, and threw his head back as he saw the halter. He backed up in the corner of his stall. As she turned around, he was hopeful she would leave. Then, the scent hit him. The heavenly aroma of sweetness, mixed with slight bitterness. The taste of the treat melting on his tongue. He snorted, and took a careful step toward her, his eyes still narrowed as he watched her carefully. He got 6-in. from her pocket, and sniffed the air loudly. It is! He was right! She had a mint! He pinned his ears, and took a half-step sideways, and rose his head so it was level with hers. He snorted, and looked at the pocket he was sure it was in. He couldn't. He wouldn't. Oh, but the taste! He hadn't had a mint since.. since he was born. His previous owner hadn't known he had liked them so... In his moment of hazy memory, he hadn't realized he was nuzzling at the mint. All his muscles were tense. His eyes were still half closed.

Reaper jumped slightly, torn from his flows of memory. He looked at the mint. He nuzzled it, then his tongue lapped it up. He retreated to the shadows of his stall, his muscles weren't tense anymore. He looked at her with his caramel eyes. He blinked long, golden eye lashes. He snorted, and stood quietly. His mouth moved slightly as he spun the mint between his teeth and tongue. Soon, he'd crunch on it and swallow. But for now, he'd settle with it lasting. He was once again off in his dreamworld, and his head hung slightly. He looked as if he were sleeping. He aloud her to slip the halter on. I will not allow the creature on my back, though... He thought, blinking his eyes open. Not yet, anyway..

she smiled and gently pet him on the neck "good boy see your ok." she then led him as they aproched the trailer she waited until he was ready to go in it. "Its ok boy your going to be ok."

Reaper's head rose, and he walked into the trailer with pride, his hooves lifting off the ground showily. He snorted, and turned as the gate separating him from the other horses was closed. He snorted, and pricked his ears forward as he spotted someone staring at him from outside the trailer. He bared his teeth, and hit a hoof against the metal wall of the trailer, making a loud banging noise. The person jumped, and walked away quickly.

she decided to stay in the back with him while her sisters drove them home. as she pet him she said to him "shh its ok boy we are just going home you will like it there."