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So this is exploring the ranch as well as trying to win over this hound. <3 x3
I really hope I can win this dude over. My recently passed dog had his coloring.
Stallion: DI | Cal
Ranch Dog: DiRPG Ranch Dog | Unclaimed

Story:
The news had traveled relatively fast. The humans had abandoned their fortress of mystery when the heavy snows had come. Pathetic creatures. Cal had merely snorted when Poe had told him. His raven had quickly told him of the current gossip running through the isles. The silver maned stallion had initially not considered going. It would be too much trouble. More risks than necessary. Miakoda on the other hand thought it was a brilliant idea to go to the rescue of some of the animals left behind.

The nagging just wouldn’t stop. If there was any moment Cal regretting taking the mare in as his first herd member, it was now. Basically out of pure annoyance he had finally agreed to going to investigate the ranch on one condition though. Miakoda was to stay safe in the woods under the safety of Poe’s watchful eye. The mare had whined at this, but settled into where she was supposed to be.

The trek wasn’t too long, he had trotted through most of the terrain. The ranch was covered in snow, sparkling like a treasure trove. Cal pinned his ears a little as he took note of some bachelors as well as some familiar herd stallions he had seen on his travels. There truly was a big rummage going on. For a moment Cal wondered how pissed the humans would be when they got back. Would they retaliate to such blatant stealing of their property? Not that the livestock would be in good condition or even alive by the time they returned, but still. It was the thought of them getting one over by the wild herds.

Cal carefully made his way through the snow covered grounds, making his way around fences and between buildings, tossing his head aggressively a couple times at some younger bachelors. This was so annoying. The stallion turned a corner to be met with a stiff legged hound. He stopped in his tracks, ear pricked towards the canine. Making a quick mental note that the hound was chained. The two looked the other straightforward. They both had a decision to make. Friend or foe?

Word Count: 357

Description
So this is exploring the ranch as well as trying to win over this hound. <3 x3
I really hope I can win this dude over. My recently passed dog had his coloring.
Stallion: DI | Cal
Ranch Dog: DiRPG Ranch Dog | Unclaimed

Story:
The news had traveled relatively fast. The humans had abandoned their fortress of mystery when the heavy snows had come. Pathetic creatures. Cal had merely snorted when Poe had told him. His raven had quickly told him of the current gossip running through the isles. The silver maned stallion had initially not considered going. It would be too much trouble. More risks than necessary. Miakoda on the other hand thought it was a brilliant idea to go to the rescue of some of the animals left behind.

The nagging just wouldn’t stop. If there was any moment Cal regretting taking the mare in as his first herd member, it was now. Basically out of pure annoyance he had finally agreed to going to investigate the ranch on one condition though. Miakoda was to stay safe in the woods under the safety of Poe’s watchful eye. The mare had whined at this, but settled into where she was supposed to be.

The trek wasn’t too long, he had trotted through most of the terrain. The ranch was covered in snow, sparkling like a treasure trove. Cal pinned his ears a little as he took note of some bachelors as well as some familiar herd stallions he had seen on his travels. There truly was a big rummage going on. For a moment Cal wondered how pissed the humans would be when they got back. Would they retaliate to such blatant stealing of their property? Not that the livestock would be in good condition or even alive by the time they returned, but still. It was the thought of them getting one over by the wild herds.

Cal carefully made his way through the snow covered grounds, making his way around fences and between buildings, tossing his head aggressively a couple times at some younger bachelors. This was so annoying. The stallion turned a corner to be met with a stiff legged hound. He stopped in his tracks, ear pricked towards the canine. Making a quick mental note that the hound was chained. The two looked the other straightforward. They both had a decision to make. Friend or foe?

Word Count: 357