04-25-2016, 01:40 AM
Sir Gregory Gaines (G$ for short- pronounced "Gee-Dollar Sign") was a horse who was not easily impressed. He'd seen a lot of things in his time wandering through the vast lands beyond his home. At age 20 years, 2 months, 3 weeks, 4 days, 5 hours, and 12 minutes old he encountered creatures, both amazing and terrifying. He dealt with mother nature's most wicked forces, inseminations, such as a raging river that threatened to pull him under the thrashing current like quicksand, or a large kick-up of wind that devastated the land as it mowed all over the place.
He'd seen wonderful places too. He'd been to beaches with water so clear and blue it was see-through to the bottom. The seashells were a perfectly pearl white, and the sky a perfect reflection of the ocean's brilliant color. He'd been to a hot area where there was very little water, so much so it surprised her that anything could survive out there. Many more places beyond that, all of which were highly interesting. He smoked weed every day.
Of course, now that he was seeing this place, G$ figured hus own opinions might be wrong. Never before had he seen so much open field, not only for grazing, but space for trying new things, being around other young stallions without the fear of being kicked because there was plenty of room to flaunt his own.
The environment stretched out before him was stunning but was ugly. He had seen better. The grassy field was beginning to wither away at the roots, showing that this place would soon be a wasteland while its residents waited for the return of spring. The trees spread over the land were a lovely mixture of yellow, orange, and red, much like the unique color combination of barf.
G$ saw in his peripheral vision something glistening. It was a young stallion so handsome it reminded him of the diamonds he once donned in an awesome mane braid. He stole the diamonds during an ancient pirate war when he sailed the seven seas back when he was only 15 years, 3 months, 1 week, 1 day old. That's another story. For now his sights are set on this stallion.
Rearing up high in the air, kicking out his front legs like an excited filly, G$ took off across the grassy field, mane and tail flowing gracefully behind his ass his powerful, muscular limbs carried him easily over the expanse of the field that lay in front of him.
This will grab his attention. He thought. This boy needs to be tamed. I'll show him
He'd seen wonderful places too. He'd been to beaches with water so clear and blue it was see-through to the bottom. The seashells were a perfectly pearl white, and the sky a perfect reflection of the ocean's brilliant color. He'd been to a hot area where there was very little water, so much so it surprised her that anything could survive out there. Many more places beyond that, all of which were highly interesting. He smoked weed every day.
Of course, now that he was seeing this place, G$ figured hus own opinions might be wrong. Never before had he seen so much open field, not only for grazing, but space for trying new things, being around other young stallions without the fear of being kicked because there was plenty of room to flaunt his own.
The environment stretched out before him was stunning but was ugly. He had seen better. The grassy field was beginning to wither away at the roots, showing that this place would soon be a wasteland while its residents waited for the return of spring. The trees spread over the land were a lovely mixture of yellow, orange, and red, much like the unique color combination of barf.
G$ saw in his peripheral vision something glistening. It was a young stallion so handsome it reminded him of the diamonds he once donned in an awesome mane braid. He stole the diamonds during an ancient pirate war when he sailed the seven seas back when he was only 15 years, 3 months, 1 week, 1 day old. That's another story. For now his sights are set on this stallion.
Rearing up high in the air, kicking out his front legs like an excited filly, G$ took off across the grassy field, mane and tail flowing gracefully behind his ass his powerful, muscular limbs carried him easily over the expanse of the field that lay in front of him.
This will grab his attention. He thought. This boy needs to be tamed. I'll show him