Stable Application

[DeadlySecrets]

There are currently 3 stables up for grabs. If you are interested in trying out for one of these three stables please fill out the following application. All I ask is you please don't rush the judging if I don't get to it right away. Thank-you =).

Application:
Stable Name:
Stable Owner(s):
Stable Colors:
Acres:
Racing Type:
Breed(s):

Overview of the Stable: (be very descriptive please)

Sample Post: (must be 400 words or more)

[Bella]

Stable Name: Circle R Estates
Stable Owner(s): Quinn Roedashja
Stable Colors: Blue & Gold
Acres: 430
Racing Type: Flat Racing
Breed(s): Thoroughbreds

Overview of the Stable: Cicrle R Estates is a Thoroughbred racing facility located on over 400 rolling acres. We are a top-notch training, racing, and breeding facility dedicated to the Thoroughbred race horse. All of our horses have stellar bloodlines and the heart to try each and every time they set a hoof on the track. Our racers range from dirt and turf racers to sprinters and distance runners. All of our facilities are numerous, with several barns, racetracks, and even a building dedicated to rehabilitating injuried racehorses.

Sample Post: Amelia was glad she had worn her warm set of clothes today; it was fairly windy and a good chill was still set in the air. Her jacket had always been her favorite, and it kept her warm on days like this. Her favorite pair of breeches, still looking as clean and new as they had when she bought them earlier this summer, and her Ariat field boots were in mint condition, being quite new to her, but they were comfortable and almost broken in. Slipping her jacket on, she fumbled with the zipper for a moment before zipping the coat most of the way up over the lighter pink, horse silhouette shirt she had on. With that, Mia hurried out of her housing, which happened to be a short walk from the main barn, where Keeno resided. Mia's eyes widened briefly at the gust of cold wind that hit her on the way out the door, but she continued on her way, jogging the rest of the way to the barn.

As she reached the entrance of the barn, Mia immediately slowed, not wanting to startle any of the horses within. She made a beeline for stall number 1, where Peachy Keen was elegantly scripted on the nameplate of the stall door. "Hey handsome." She greeted the large, palomino gelding inside as
she unlatched the door and slipped inside his stall. He whickered softly as she touched his neck, stroking gently before she worked on undoing the blanket before she tugged on it to pull it over his back and then over his head. She stood on her tip toes as he lowered his head slightly, and pulled it off his head. Mia folded the blanket neatly before setting it in his feedbox, and reached outside to grab his halter and lead rope from the hook. She didn't waste anytime slipping the halter on and buckling it, before gathering the lead rope and tugging gently to get him to move. He stood in place for a few moments before, with a rather loud release of air, obidently followed her out of his stall and to the crossties, where she hooked him up and grabbed his grooming supplies.

Mia groomed him until his palomino coat shined and through his tail until it was tangle free. She didn't bother with his mane, since it was currently braided, although she made a note to herself to unbraid it and brush it before possibly braiding it again. Mia left him for a few moments to grab his tack, as well as her helmet before she began tacking him up. Mia struggled a little with the saddle, although she was glad it wasn't a western saddle, mainly because she would definately have to find someone to help, but finally was able to get it on and adjust it just right before she girthed him up, glad he didn't suck in air, but she could adjust the girth again after they walked towards the trails. Patting his neck, she slipped his bridle off her shoulder after unclipping the tie and then his halter. She offered him the bit and he took it with no fuss, although he was a little lazy opening his mouth, but it just made Mia's day. Her horse was a brat about it. She clipped the halter from the crossties and hung it on the hook on his door along with his lead rope before she turned him to the exit and lead him out.

He stayed beside her, although Mia was at a brisk walk since he seemed to not realize she was still much smaller than him. "Hey, I'm a midget compared to you, so slow down." She informed him, tugging gently on the reins to remind him she was there. He immediately slowed his pace, which made Mia relax. Mia led Keeno on down the road, looking for the mounting block someone had mentioned just down the way. She spotted it, thankful she had. Keeno was over seventeen hands, and although Mia knew she could mount him from the ground if she tried, she decided a mounting block would be easier on him. However, the mounting block brought her within earshot of the guy and his horse, and Mia made sure to keep herself on the other side of Keeno. He easily hide her from view for the most part. Mia tightened the girth just a little bit before she lowered the stirrup and adjusted it before she rounded around Keeno to the other side to lower and adjust that stirrup, holding onto the reins to keep him in place, although she need not have bothered, he stood quietly and lazily in place for her.

800 words. =D

[DeadlySecrets]

ACCEPTED =)

You can have the Thoroughbred stable, I forgot which number it was lol

[BSting]

Stable Name: On Target Stables
Stable Owner(s): Korbin Binaco
Stable Colors: Red & Black
Acres: 546
Racing Type: Harness
Breed(s): Standardbreds

Overview of the Stable:
Here at On Target Stables our property holds the aura of the Tuscany country side. From our stone and cobble buildings to the giant fountain that greets you as you come around the circle drive way. The entire stable is decked out in true, traditional Italian fashion. 300 of the acres are perfectly groomed and manicured. The remaining acreage that surrounded the property are heavily wooded trails for boarders and workers a like. We are a small, family inherited stable with twenty stalls per each three barns. We strive to give each of our horses the one on one attention they deserve. Along with the owner's house on the property which has five bedrooms, there are twenty cobble cabins for each of the employees. Each cabin is spaciously places apart to give each employee their own personal space. There is a main one mile track along with a smaller half mile, with banked turns, and a covered outdoor arena to give boarders and employees a variety of options.

Sample Post:
The illuminated red numbers on the alarm clock flashed 4:34 AM as it sat upon the night stand of Korbin's bed. All was silent until the four turned into a five and the alarm began to blare. A hand flew out from beneath the sheets before slamming down over the top of the clock. A groan emitted before a man turned over and tossed the covers back. Korbin sat up with a yawn then forcing himself to stand. Appearing like a zombie as he navigated his bedroom, Korbin moved into his connected bathroom and turned on the shower. Steam began to fill the room, billowing out from behind the shower curtain. He stood there a moment as the warmth washed over his body before stepping into the stream of hot water. It was like a shock to his system and he was almost instantly zapped awake. The water poured over his head before trickling down the rest of his muscled body. Once he took his ten minute shower, he towel dried off before heading into his room naked. After shoving on a pair of boxers, he grabbed out a pair of jeans and a long sleeve black shirt. Heading out of his room, he trudged down the stairs.

Making a quick pit stop in the kitchen, he shook himself up a protein shake before heading out the door and grabbing a thick jacket along the way. Korbin stood out on the porch of his home, taking in the sight of his family's stable. He popped a cigarette between his lips, covering the tip with his hand as he lit the end with his lighter. He took a drag off his cigarette before releasing a thick puff of white smoke. Sighing and shivering at the same time, he hated the cold. He had inherited this place from his grandfather who has passed away a few months prior. He had an established stable of his own two states over, howeve out of tradition and family legacy, he took over these stables. Korbin had his previous place running like clockwork. He was the only one working the property so he had to start his days early and go to sleep late. Most nights barely getting five hours of sleep. There was a lot to be done especially with training and cleaning. He spent most of his days mucking and cleaning stalls, feeding and training as many as he could a day. Most days he would rotate horses to make sure each got several days of training each week. It would really help out to have some more workers but, he would make due and carry on like he always did. His horses were suppose to be arriving sometime today and he was anxious.

[[Sorry... Kinda sucky. I did it on my phone at work...]]

[DeadlySecrets]

ACCEPTED!
You can take the harness racing stable =) Weeeeeee