WFS/WCS/GMS Roleplay.

Continuation of the role-play between Me, Bemottled, and Midge.

[Ben]
(Has just returned from GMS)
He pulled a twig from Seven's tail, tossing it onto the ground, before getting the hoof pick and going to work on the mutt's hooves. They were full of gritty sand and pebbles..

[Alison]

Alison crept through the pine woods, hunting by foot for once. She could hear the heavy breathing of a Romul nearby, and notched an arrow, drawing her fingers along the shaft as she drew the arrow back and sighted alongst it, slowing her breathing as she found her target.
Romul couldn't be killed with a shot to the head- you had to shoot them through an organ...

[Damion]

After finishing War Paint's sides, he took to her hooves with a hoof pick, grunting occasionally.

[Silver]

Olive Oil bats at Silver's hair as he stays curled up in her hood, purring loudly and mewling occasionally.
Silver didn't want to leave him alone at the house, so she tugged on one of her old hoodies and plopped him in her hood, which seemed to amuse the fuzz ball, despite being on a horse whose wings smoked.
Raider was rather intrigued by the kitten and occasionally poked Olive Oil's belly with a shadow while the three of them headed towards WFS.

[Ben]

Ben rubbed his eyes, stifling a large yawn before stroking Seven's nose.
"Alright, big guy." He said, dropping the raw hamburger mixed with bone marrow in the horse's food trough and untying the rope from the horse's halter.
"Chow down."
Seven needed no more encouragement and began tearing large hunks of meat from the blob, making guttural animal noises as he did so. Ben grinned faintly in amusement, before slipping out of the stall and padlocking it behind him.
He stretched, then climbed the loft and flopped down in the hay. Besides the sounds of the horses and the newbie grooming War Paint, all was quiet.
He flinched as one of Butter's kittens attacked his boot, soon bowled over by another.
Little rascals.
He pulled his feet up a bit and rolled over, trying not to fall asleep.

[Damion]

Damion sighed, going to gather the items to make the feed for War Paint, whilst thinking of a nickname. He looked around, trying to find the oats and bone marrow.

[Silver]

A yawn escapes her mouth and she glances back to see Olive finally settling down a bit from being so tired.
WFS was already in view and Raider snorts, bringing them into the area and glancing around.

[Ben]
Ben rolled around again to look at the newbie.
"Last stall, freezer. You'll want to mash vitamins for her since she's not fully acclimated yet. Pills will be in the cabinet on the wall- blue and green bottles, two from each, and a drop of the supplement from the amber bottle." He called. "Oats are in the bucket nearby."

[Alison]

Shit..
She chased the deer across the trail, moving quickly, and brought it down on the next trail. She glanced up at the sound of hooves.
Oh, look. Random... night time visitor...
She touched her quiver again.

[Damion]

Damion nodded."Thanks."He said, heading to the last stall, opening the freezer and taking out the three bottles, taking a pill from each, mashing them into fine powders in one small pile, then getting the bone marrow and mixing it with a handful of oats and the medicinal powders.

[Silver]

Raider paws at the ground and neighs loudly to announce his presence because he hated to be ignored.
"Oh hush," Silver scoffs, getting a mew of agreement from Olive.
Raider shakes his head.

[Damion]

Damion took the mash back to War Paint's stable, putting it into her food trough after cleaning it out, and then filling up her water trough, yawning.
He headed back to the Sleeping Quarters, quietly going to his bed.

Alison straightens as she recognizes the voice, sliding the arrow back into the quiver.
"Hey, Silver." She calls. "Nice horse."
She pulls the deer up by the neck, hauling the front legs over her shoulder before stepping off the trail and back into the woods, disappearing just as quickly.
She didn't mean to be rude, just didn't have time to chat.

"Hey, Alison," Silver replies, "And thanks."
She waves right before she leaves, figuring she had things to do before glancing around for Ben.

[Alison]
She stopped, readjusting the deer, before calling back over her shoulder;
"He's in the stables! Had the night shift."

[Ben]
Ben snored quietly in the hay, two kittens curled up near his throat.
Seven stomped lightly in his stall, lowering his head to drink from his trough, eyes roaming over the stables walls.

Damion sat down on his bed, wiping his eyes and sighing happily.

[Rebecca]
I bit my lip and straightened the tanktop I wore before knocking lightly on the new boy's door.
Ben hadn't even looked at me since he'd found Silver.
I missed having someone to snuggle in bed...

Damion got up, groaning as he walked to the door, and opened it."Yes..?"

[Rebecca]

I glanced up, biting my lip.
"Um...I thought you might need company..I mean.. I know how hard your first day can be.."
I fidgeted slightly, glancing up at him from under my lashes.

"Sure.."He mumbled, welcoming her in.
"You have a name?"

Silver picks up Alison's words and smirks, turning Raider towards the stables before climbing off of him.
"Hey, big boy," she says to Seven, having to look up at more of a steep angle to look at him.

[Seven]

I snorted awake and bobbed my head at Silver, before giving the wall of my stall a hefty kick.

[Ben]

"Shfdsat!?" I almost rolled off the loft, before glancing down at Seven.
"The Hell was that fo-"
My eyes found Silver.
"Oh." I blinked a few times. "That's weird, I was just dreaming about you."

[Rebecca]

I stepped around him, looking around his room.
"Rebecca." I answered. "You?"

"Damion."He said, sitting back down on a chair, looking up at her.

Silver smiles and rubs Seven's cheek softly, figuring she should pay some attention to the horse.
She looks up at Ben and chuckles after hearing his vocal spasm.
"I bet you were."

[Rebecca]

"Nice name." She said softly, sitting on his bed.
"Do you have a girlfriend back home?"

[Ben]

He runs a hand through his hair and watches Seven nibble at Silver's fingers.
"Seven just ate, by the way. His breath is going to be nasty."
Seven huffed.

"No, I don't."He replied, staring at her."Why do you ask?"