Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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He rolled his blue eyes when Lani made the comparison that Thumper's name made about as much sense as her own name did, "Guess I can't argue that." Sam wasn't much of a sasser, he did better when he just grumbled and mumbled his angst. The man was smart enough to know that it was a losing battle with Lani - she'd have him tongue tied and twisted in the end.
At least the cows were there to distract him. He dismounted Damsel now, ground tying her by letting one of his split reins hang to the ground while the other rested on his saddle, safely looped up. Lani probably had a better idea when it had come to training Bear on voice commands, but Sam didn't have much time to marvel over that. The sky was getting dark, and they had a hefter to dig out. The fact that Shay wasn't screaming total bloody murder was a good sign, Sam could only hope it meant that she hadn't broken her leg when she went down.
After all, a broken leg was a dead cow walking, not much to do but to put it out of its misery, and quite frankly, Sam was secretly a softie and couldn't imagine that. The horrific gasp that escape Lani made Sam arch an eyebrow, "But you're a ranch...oh, you're joking." God, he should have known. They had crossed paths enough. Hadn't she literally just said earlier that she was the opposite of Heaven? He was crouching down now, realizing there was no easy way to do this, "I think - maybe, we just need to scoop out enough around her leg, then maybe we can help support her lift it out...or well, have the horses help support her..." and hope Shay didn't thrash...god, this was going to suck. Blue eyes looked to young woman now, "What do you think, Lani?"
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Sam made a surly face at the idea that his eyes sparkled, "They do not," the man retorted now, "This isn't an anime or a disney movie. There's no way I do that." He refused to believe that people could get that easy of a read on him. Deep down though, Sam knew that the only person he was lying to was himself. Still, he could not help but to wonder if he hung too much on Tenaya Holland between what he thought he knew of her and what the reality was. Truth was, even after several years of working with her, she was still a mystery to Sam. Apart from her beauty and her way with horses, perhaps that was the biggest intrigue to his crush.
He wasn't doing a very good job at scrubbing the stalls now, in fact, Forrest seemed to be doing most of the work. Guess he owed him a beer at some point, because Sam, for once, was being rather lousy help. He returned to scrubbing, as the older man stated the obivious: there was no secrets on the ranch. Sam had never gone to University, but it felt a lot like Secondary in a way. Everyone seemed to know shit but him, "What do you mean 'we'? Are you...are you saying that Tenaya...likes me?" It was the most foreign idea ever to the man, "Forrest, I don't believe you." He grumbled - pausing once more to lean on the scrub broom a little bit, blue eyes staring at the older man.
"No...she didn't say no at all...she said yes," okay, maybe Forrest Palmer had a point. But Sam Graves also liked to be stubborn - it was a family trait of his, "I doubt we'll be dating after this."
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Sam found himself eyeing the dogs, uncertain as to why they where there. Yes, he understood to a degree, but it was if his mind could not compute it fully. Truth be told, the man was still stuck in the past a little bit, still adjusting to new ownership and it became clear that Kegan Diesel was going to be more hands on than he originally thought. Back in his mind, Sam thought about Sam and Tenaya's panicking when the news officially came that the ranch was being sold - he had thought them dramatic at first, but now, he wondered.
"Uh, no, he didn't believe in them to my knowledge," Sam replied to the woman now, his blue eyes snapping back to her. The dogs - to their credit - where perfectly quiet in their spaces. But it was clear from the way their eyes were trained on himself and Kegan Diesel, they were clearly looking for a job to do, "When you say well trained...are you saying that they are to come with us when we move...the herd?" The idea wasn't forward, he had seen it before, but it had never been on this Ranch, "Ma'am...er, Miss Diesel...I don't know a thing about dogs. I know horses. And cows. I'm not sure..." Suddenly, finishing that sentence seemed like a death sentence, so Sam went a different way, "What...do I need a dog for?"
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Owner:SAMPSON FREYR GRAVES Breed: Mini Horse Overall Personality: They say annoyances can come in all shapes and sizes. At Diesel Ranch, look no father than Nugget. If horses could talk, Thumper and Damsel would always be groaning the minute he's let out into the pasture. He has a love of mischief, whether its with humans or his pasture mates, and has known to escape from the pastures in-between the fence boards. There's a lot of sass in a such a little body, but Nugget makes it look easy. He generally enjoys being with humans, but hates baseball hats - something that Sam could never figure out but figures it has to deal with the past. Nugget is happiest when best left to his shenanigan's in the pasture, but will happily follow Sam and his mount of choice out for a good picnic trail ride.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
It would appear that he might not be the only one a little uncertain about tonight, and while Tenaya Holland seemed to play herself off as calm and collected, her idea to check in on the cows may have given something away. He didn't mind though, truth be told, Sam was a bundle of nerves about tonight even though it wasn't a date. It was simply two adults hanging out, but Forrest and Violet with their talk had gotten to him. Still, Tenaya didn't seem to be acting any differently other than the cows comment, and maybe that was really more for him than for her, "I wouldn't mind. After the bonfire though." That way, if it got too awkward, they could go their separate ways.
Blue eyes blinked when the young woman informed him that she should be the one thanking him, "Yeah. Of course," he managed now, before nodding, "Sure. No dessert though. I managed to snag some marshmallows when I went into town to see my mum." Even though nobody was paying them any mind, the man couldn't help but to feel like they were. Those were probably his nerves talking though. As Tenaya lead them towards the standard buffet line, he couldn't help but to glance her over, really glance her over. It was probably a good thing that she was wearing a oversized flannel shirt because the tight fit of her jeans may have been distracting. As the thought entered his mind though, Sam was automatically annoyed with himself, acting like some dumb teenager.
He did, however, wonder, "Are you going to be warm enough for tonight?" Well, he suppose he could lend her his jacket, the bonfire would also do its job. Sam often didn't mind the cold, somehow, he appeared to run hot despite his stoic attitude. Also, maybe he should also pay attention to the conversation at hand, like his work day and how the weeks flew by, "Yeah...it did. How did the show conference go that you needed to get all the horses shoed and ready for?" As for his work day, he shrugged nonchallantly as he got in line now, grabbing himself a place and then handing one to Tenaya, "Work's been fine. I've been hearing rumors that the ranch might go up for sale though."
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Sam couldn't help but to smile when his coworker laughed at his horse's name. Normally, it would probably draw out a scowl from the man, but Lani Rocha was a different sort of human, one that Sam didn't mind having poke fun at him or his horses, "What? He doesn't look like a Thumper?" he asked wryly now, "It was a play on his show name since he came with papers. Also, he nearly knocked me out the first time I was doing his hooves. He likes to lean in and fall asleep." The memory, while embarrassing, had been a learning lesson for Sam when getting to know the gelding. Unfortunately, it was a habit that the horse had yet to shake, but he had gotten better about with Sam himself - the others, not so much, "How's Bear's cow sense anyways? You two are usually with the horses, right?"
Although soon enough, he may have gotten his answer when Damsel reacted to something and Lani's gentle giant kept on walking. However, she was quick to back him up once Sam and his mare were at a stand still before turning quickly. Hearing Lani's chuckle, Sam merely replied, "Two months ago, we probably would have had that embarrassment." His palomino mare was still a work in progress, but slowly and surely, she was getting there. The two pairs were off now though, and the man was rather thankful that Lani kept her gelding's speed and stride in check, not only for the safety of the cows but also for Damsel's ability to keep up.
Sure enough, one cow was there. It was Shay, who looked stressed out, and that left Sam worried. From what he could see in the dimming light, she may have managed to get stuck, "Shit. You find yourself a rabbit tunnel or something?" He asked now, pulling Damsel to a stop now. Sam could only hope that the heffer had not broken a leg, which, quite frankly, would be a miracle, but he could still hope. Removing his feet from the stir-ups now, he got off, "Lani, do you see Daisy anywhere?" She certainly was tall enough being perched up on her gelding. He pulled a safety kit out and walked over, coo-ing softly, as Shay tossed her head, "Hey girl, it's me, Sam. You know, you let me nap with you in the barn," his blue eyes fell to her leg now, "She defilingly found herself a rabbit hole. I may have to ask you to help me with digging her out." And that was going to suck.
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
It had been a year since Kegan Diesel bought the ranch, and ironically enough, it took Sam Graves about a year to get used to her being the new boss in charge. It's not as if the woman was a bad boss, she was nice (even if she was a redhead), it was just that she was insanely more hands on. Even Sam, who typically was rather laid back (or so he thought) felt on edge whenever Kegan waltzed in on him with the cows or took that dramatic paint horse of her's out on the range with them. He felt like he was being evaluated even though when she came in, they were all informed that they were keeping their jobs. Still, as far as bosses go, Sam didn't mind her, nor did he mind the highland cows she decided to add to the herd. Secretly, he had become rather smitten with them.
But none of that had changed the fact that she had summoned him with a vague text that suggested some changes were coming to how the herders would go about their business. Sam hadn't quite known how to take the text. Forrest told him not to worry, Violet had no idea what was going on since she hadn't gotten a summonance yet, and Tenaya, well, she wasn't a herder so he couldn't ask her either. The man wasn't sure how he felt about it, mainly because he had some personal shit going with his mom and siblings, and then there was a matter of his...well, feelings and pussyfooting around them. Surely, none of that would come up, would it?
He didn't have much more time to ponder it though however, as Sam was outside the vet's office now, the place that he was informed to meet. Knocking on the office door, mainly to warn that he was coming in, he pushed the door open into the open space. Blue eyes immediately locked in on the woman, she was hard to miss after all with that head of hair of hers, "Ma'am, you said you wanted to see-" but his gaze was soon pulled to something else in the vet space, "Are those herding dogs?"
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Diesel Ranch certainly had been somber ever since the announcement this morning - the ranch was being put up for sale. Sam Graves supposed he hadn't been surprised given how hands off Dean had been over the years, perhaps he was just ready to move on to what he thought was greener pastures. Unlike some of his fellow coworkers, Sam had remained as stoic and unreadable as ever when the bombshell dropped, and he went back to work like nothing had been said, but he could see it had affected others with the gasps and hushed whispers that seemed to haunt the grounds. Even his friend, Violet Olson, nearly had a spill today from distraction, which the man knew was practically unheard of.
He heaved a heavy sigh, blue eyes staring out towards the open lands as he sat on the fence of one of the horse pastures. Beneath him, his little rescue, Nugget, was yanking on the bottom of his jeans pant leg, demanding more attention. His other two horses couldn't be bothered, after a hard day of work, they were more preoccupied with the spring grass than they were with their owner. Rolling his eyes, he hopped down now, giving the snowy white mini horse a few more good paths and scratches before bidding his good bye for the afternoon until it was time to pull them back in for the evening.
Ducking in-between the fence boards, he decided he could be a good friend and check in on Violet before investigating food. He followed the path towards her cabin now, and it wasn't long before he saw it. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Violet wasn't the only one there. Sam could feel himself stiffen, even pause in his walk, uncertain if he wanted to move forward. Even with her back turned to him, Sam knew it was Tenaya Holland. However, a shift of Violet's head made clear that she knew he was coming, that she saw him, and it meant that he couldn't run off now. Sighing to himself, the man stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket and kept walking now, finally standing in front of them and not daring to sit up on the porch, "Hey," he said simply to both women now before looking to Violet, "Saw you out with the herd today." It was his own way of asking if she was okay from her ride, and as he stole a look at Tenaya, it would appear that Violet was not the only one having a tough day.
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Sam Graves couldn't get over how two weeks had flown by so quickly, until now, as he finished up stacking hale bales for the evening. Blue green eyes glanced over his phone, clocking the time, and decided he had just enough time to head back to cabin to shower and change before he would meet Tenaya Holland. It suddenly occurred to him, by staring at his phone, what the actual date was for today: February 14th. Sam found himself staring at it an abnormally long time, a sense of dread starting to creep into his mind, how had he not known it was Valentine's Day when he proposed this hang out? No wonder Forrest Palmer and Violet Olson had been giving him such shit over this event. The soft moo of a cow broke his thoughts, causing Sam to shake his head, and head down to the main floor now, "Evening ladies."
One steamy hot shower later, Sam was toweling himself dry and pulling on new clothes. Nothing fancy, just stuff that was simple and warm for the evening. Once the bon fire started, the cold wouldn't bother him too much either. Instinctively, the man made sure to double layer jackets though, just incase Tenaya may end up needing one. Blue green eyes stared over himself in the mirror once more, his drying hair messy and his jaw line littered with scruff. He didn't want to risk shaving, not when he felt like a bundle of nerves. Sam knew he had to get a hold of himself, "It's not a date," he said to himself, staring at himself hard in the mirror - willing himself to calm down, "Don't let Forrest and Vi get to you." It is a hangout.
With that, Sam left his cabin and took the walk towards the dinning hall now, his hands shoved into his pockets. He was lucky the snow forecast had managed to hold off, meaning that setting the bon fire alight would be an easy task. He already had it set and ready to go in the designated spot, and made a note to the only hands and employees to not touch it. Coming to the dinning hall now, he lingered outside the doors when he caught that Tenaya wasn't inside. Although, it wasn't long before he heard her voice: "Hello, Sam. I jokingly thought you were going to bail on me tonight. How are the calves doing?" Blue green eyes glanced over to see the one and only Tenaya Holland now, looking beautiful as ever with her blonde hair tumbling out of a beanie, a stark contrast to the red and black plaid, "Hey," he offered, before adding a smile, "I think the cows and their calves can live without me for a night...they're doing good though."
He should probably ask her how her horses were, or say something more. Maybe talk about anything other than cows, "Uh, thanks for hanging out with me tonight, Tenaya." Smooth Sam, reallllll smooth.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
It was quite the tale to hear how Lani came by her horse, even more so to hear that Bear hadn't originally been a fan of cows, "Really? I wouldn't have thought that of him given what I've seen him do when you ride him." All of the horses at the ranch - those the ranch owned itself and those that were personally owned by the hands - all seemed to know their jobs and work, but Sam knew that was also a testament to their respective riders and the work put into them, "I got lucky with Thumper and his work ethic, he was a good first project horse. I can't say the same about Damsel here," the mare seemed to catch on that she was being talked about as a snort escaped her now, along with a good head toss that Sam ignored as he kept her moving forward, "She's taking more time than I would have thought, but can't rush that. It's up to her."
And just like that, the palomino mare suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. It wasn't enough to catch Sam off guard, as he remained firmly in his seat, but it was sudden enough to make him ponder why. Blue green eyes looked at his mare now as her head and neck raised, ears twitching, "What do you hear, girl?" He muttered to himself, casting a quick glance towards Bear to see if the gelding was having the same sort of reaction. Returning his gaze towards the horizon, Sam nudged the mare forward, but instead she pivoted on her haunches, facing about 10 o clock now. A frown sat on his lips, "Well, at least you're not pointing us home..." His gaze returned to ahead of them now, keeping peeled. With dusk threatening to fall on them, he knew if they didn't find the heifers' soon, they would be in trouble.
And then, the man thought he caught sight of what had set Damsel off. Two large masses off in the distance, along with a smaller one. One of the large seemed stressed out, and Sam could feel his heart drop, "I think I see them. Let's go." With that, he hustled his mare into a light lope as they headed towards the cows now, half expecting Lani and Bear to pass him given their bigger stride.
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
It looked like that their time together was soon going to fall into the stereotypical ranch hand conversation of grunts and two worded answers - not that Sam minded, he tended to prefer conversations that went that way. The sounds of their shuffling work was the only thing spoken between them, until a real lull came when both men seemed to realize that the underbelly of the pen was a little more filthy than planned. A sigh escaped Sam, "We might as well strip the whole thing and grab the hose. I can talk to the manager to make sure the herd is going into a different pen and pasture tonight."
Of course, work seemed to be the least of Forrest's worries - he appeared more interested in Sam's dating life, or perhaps, lack of therefore, "Yeah...it's one on one...but I've been with Lani and Violet on a one on one status, and nobody seems to question it. Heck, I'm with you right now." Something told the young man though that Forrest viewed those hangouts differently than what he had planned with Tenaya, but for now, the argument could mask the feelings. Forrest, however, did not seem to mask his feelings when he let out a snort accompanied by a playful tease. The reaction caused Sam to bury his pitchfork almost a little too violently, as a few of the plastic tines threaten to snap, "Yeah...that was exactly what I asked her to do."
Because that's all what it was, right? A hang out? Blue green eyes looked to the older man now, right after he finished stripping the pen and couldn't help but to ask gruffly, "How did you find out anyways? That I asked her...to hang out."
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
When Forrest explained his situation and how his ex had the kids for the evening, Sam couldn't help but to wryly smile, "Really? And here I totally had you pegged for a guy who decorated pink sugar cookie hearts with sparkly sprinkles." He joked now, hoping to have gotten even for that Sleeping Beauty comment. He followed after the older man now as he lead the way to the pen with his scrubbing materials, and continued to explain his family situation. Sam frowned for a moment, "Your kids are old enough to care about being rejected?" Not that he could judge, that very fear was why he was still single.
Sam grabbed a pitch fork from the wheelbarrow now, assisting with grabbing old hay and chucking it into the wheelbarrow, figuring that was the fastest and easiest way to get to the real target of the cleaning: the cement, "Either way, sounds like you'll have quite the evening." He thought that might be the end of the conversation, but clearly Sam should have known better: "What about you? Finally, ask Tenaya out?” Suddenly, the cement floor was looking really interesting right about now, "Why would I ask out Tenaya?" He grumbled.
Although, he did to one thing and he wasn't sure if the news traveled through the ranch fast enough. He loved working here, and living on site, but the one thing he didn't like was how everyone seemed to know what was going on. He paused, glancing up now and his blue eyes looked for Forrest, "We're hanging out on Tuesday, whatever date that is...but...just as friends. I'm building her a bonfire under the stars." Okay, that sounded corny. And just like, he went back to work, "But it's not a date."
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
Sam didn't quite understand how the young woman could be so nonchalant about the missing cows, maybe she was worried and just very good at hiding it, but from Sam's perspective, her personality was going to make this ride feel long. And that was on top of his own worry. It wasn't that Kalani was mean, in fact, she was far from it, from what he could tell and had heard, she was very nice and infectious, and perhaps that was the reason why he may find himself utterly annoyed. Sometimes nice people were just...too much, and talked too much.
Still, when she informed him that she harness in under 5 minutes and her tacking time plus packing a saddle bag took even less time, Sam knew he still made the right call by having her join him, "Huh. Didn't expect you to say that either," he replied back now, wryly teasing her over her earlier comments about Bear. It was weird to see her in the helmet, made her smarter than him given he just wore his hat and that wasn't going to save him from a concussion, but still weird. As they passed through, Sam and Damsel followed afterwards - allowing the gate to gently, but firmly, shut behind them as they headed off.
He rode along Kalani and Bear now, making sure to keep his mare in check every time she decided to try and make a face at Bear. He knew Damsel would mind her own business and not do anything too stupid, but today was not the day where he could afford her to be stupid. She was there to work, and only work, and Sam made certain she understood that. Kalani's question broke through now, "I have the radio with me to message back to the main ranch if we need to," he replied now, "I'm hoping we can just herd them back, calves included, if there are any new surprises. I don't want to even think about what we have to do if there are any broken legs..."
Even saying it out loud made him frown, since he didn't think a cow could come back from a broken leg. That was a worry he wouldn't humor unless it came to it, "Thanks for coming," he grunted now, figuring it was best to say it. It dawned on Sam that he didn't know much about the woman besides him, or her horse, other than they came to the Ranch before him and likely were more senior than him either, "What made you want him?" he asked now, nodding to Bear, figuring he'd ask incase Kalani was one of those people who couldn't handle the silence. Sam still kept his blue eyes peeled though, specifically for tracks - given the cold weather made it harder for tracking.
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
show name • The Little Prospector owned by • SAMPSON FREYR GRAVES barn • Diesel Ranch age • Twenty breed • Mini Horse height • 7 hands discipline • Pack Horse for Short Distances, Being Adorable gender • Gelding likes • Jolly Balls, Smacking the taller horses with said Jolly Balls, Nipping his siblings, Generally being annoying, Carrots - all the carrots, Rolling in Mud and Dirt immediately after a bath dislikes • His siblings not thinking he's fun, Being Ignored, Grooming - why be clean when you can be dirty, His jollyballs being taken away, Dirty Saw Dust (the one thing he does not appreciate), Treat Control strengths • Adorableness, Knowing when the Limit is Pushed weaknesses • A big patch of dirt, Carrots, The need to be annoying fears • Whips, Baseball Hats overall personality • They say annoyances can come in all shapes and sizes. At Diesel Ranch, look no father than Nugget. If horses could talk, Thumper and Damsel would always be groaning the minute he's let out into the pasture. He has a love of mischief, whether its with humans or his pasture mates, and has known to escape from the pastures in-between the fence boards. There's a lot of sass in a such a little body, but Nugget makes it look easy. He generally enjoys being with humans, but hates baseball hats - something that Sam could never figure out but figures it has to deal with the past. Nugget is happiest when best left to his shenanigan's in the pasture, but will happily follow Sam and his mount of choice out for a good picnic trail ride.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)
show name • The Hero's Lady owned by • SAMPSON FREYR GRAVES barn • Diesel Ranch age • Thirteen breed • Canadian Stock Horse height • 15.2 hands discipline • Cutting; Ranching, Resident Moody Mare gender • Mare likes • Flavored Salt Blocks, Head Rubbing Humans (and not in a loving way, a scratching way), Meal Time, Being Alone, Work Days at the Ranch dislikes • Being crowded by other Horses, Late Feeding Times, Being given hay in the winter pastures when she can see grass on the other side, Nugget being annoying, Blankets strengths • Quick Mover, Pivoting weaknesses • Moody, Voice Rewards - she thinks she done for the day when informed 'shes a good girl' fears • Snakes, Crows overall personality • Damsel is the definition of a moody mare, she doesn't care for hanging out with either of her 'brothers' and doesn't care much for the other ranch horses either unless she's in heat. She's predictable enough, but can still get the best of Sam or any other rider if they're distracted. Damsel is still willing to work though, and isn't quite considered barn sour, although she prefers working in the pastures compared to going out for long days out on the range - the opposite of Thumper. Damsel prefers her days to sit around and lick peppermint flavored salt blocks (courtesy of Sam) if she can get away with it, but if she's feeling up for a challenge, Damsel can be called a true ranch horse.
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Thirty . Ranch Hand . LGBTQ+ . It's Complicated - TENAYA SYDNEY HOLLAND (unrequited crush - 2 years)