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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League turned his head to the noisy machine and whinnied, not the least bit phased about the sight, sound or smell of it as it came close. It was just another thing that was all so familiar to him, something he simply accepted.
“There’s my handsome boy,” Forrest smiled, walking up to the group of people that were handling Leaguer. “How did he do on the ride over?” Forrest lifted a hand for the horse to sniff, before offering a face scritch.
His head bobbed slightly at the voice, immediately reaching out to sniff the offered hand intently. He accepted the scritches with a snort, immediately shifting his weight to cock a hind leg, figuring that he was going to be standing there a moment as the humans spoke around him.
The older of the group smiled and nodded, "Like a blessed dream. He loaded like a seasoned pro and stood calm, no kicking or fussing in the back. So far, everything has been fine. And when he saw the cattle over the way, he hyper fixed on them for a little bit, but then he was back to paying attention to us, so I'd say he hasn't seen a cow in a little bit."
The move over to the ranch had been smooth and without any hassle, though League wasn't sure what to expect nor understood why he was being moved. Sure he'd been bored in the yards with nothing to do, but he hadn't been that much of a pain, surely. Even so, he was loaded with a few soft words into the trailer and that was that.
And unloading was much the same, though he was given a few moments to survey everything, taking in sights and smells. The young stud couldn't place why this new place smelt so familiar until his eyes caught very familiar movement. Cattle! Was he going to work?! He couldn't help the excited little jig he did as he was lead to some cross ties, his eyes only shifting off the bovines long enough not to trip before he was snorting and neighing.
League stood in the ties as hands gave him a cursory brushing and began to fuss over finding the right saddle size, but he paid them no mind as they fussed and checked him over with a fine-toothed comb. He let them push and move him about, finding him a bit that was just right and double checking his hooves. League broke his fixation to start checking out people, taking in smells and accepting the attention when it was offered to him.
show name • Mainstream League stable name • Leaguer, Old Jon age • Seven Years Old breed • American Paint Horse height • 16hh discipline • Western Sports, Cattle Work - Open to Retraining/Additional Training gender • Stallion
the appearance
identifying features• A stunning fiery red chestnut with unique paint marks, and dark brown eyes despite his white face. Has a small, very faded scar on his lip where he got bit by a badger as a colt.
the personality
likes • Rolling in Mud, Working, Being Lazy, Other Animals, Food, His Stall dislikes • Being locked up too long, Having a bath, Grass Hay, Crowds of people, Not having a job strengths • Hard Working, Honest Worker, Versatile/Adaptive weaknesses • Doesn't know when to stop, Oats [Allergic], Doesn't give pain cues fears • Small Critters [Badgers, Rats, Mice, Voles etc.] overall personality • Leaguer is a polite and well mannered stallion despite his young age, born and raised properly. He's a little bit of a show-off, but is generally quite mild and easily handled by anyone and everyone. He is overly curious, more likely to investigate new objects than spook or freak out, and with that curiosity comes some of the most awkward incidents. He will put his nose in gaps and other force his way through spaces that he shouldn't, often resulting in him getting stuck or scraped in his efforts to get out of the tough spot he got into. He's a people pleaser with plenty of spirit and working drive. He is super chill out at pasture with other studs and geldings, but be mindful of the ladies - he is very much a lady's man.
the history
owner • forrest luke palmer father • APH Stallion mother • APH Mare siblings • Likely Many overall history • Leaguer was bred in America, but foaled in England to an up and coming stud of the time. He was raised right from the start to know the other animals on the stud - cows, sheep, chickens, goats and ducks. From the outset he was curious and his owners took advantage of that from the moment they started working with him. But that natural curiosity came back to bite him when he stuck his nose down into a badger hole. He learnt from there on that most holes in the ground weren't safe. The bite wasn't too serious, and resulted in a tiny scar as a reminder of where he put his big fat nose.
As he was broken in, he learnt quickly what was expected and came to enjoy the consistency of working with people. Treated well, shown, praised, Leaguer had it all. Unfortunately however he was sold on after the stud fell on hard financial times. So at six, he was sold to a show-man who continued to work with Leager and simply referred to him as 'Old Jon' - as the young stud looked similar to a horse the man had when he was a teen.
He stayed with the man who then sold him some time later, finding no fault in Leaguer and was picking up in his life, so he was sent to another young man who sold Leaguer shortly afterwards for a sizeable profit. His owner however did not like the fact Leaguer was Western trained, so there on put him into the sale yards in Hickstead in the hopes to off-load him for a reasonable price.
Leaguer now awaits a home that can provide for him the space and work to do what he was bred for. And maybe, just maybe, finally have a forever home.
Note: - His 'Oat' allergy is not diagnosed or known at this stage. This allergy applies to both feed and any products derived from Oats. If eaten, he does audibly wheeze, watery eyes, swelling, itching and hive-like welts. Washes or other external products cause visible hive-out breaks, itching, sensitivity and puffiness.
the role player
alias • BlackJack, Jac age • Mid 20s other characters • If I could turn back time, I'd let you know...
