I don't own Lord of the rings, that is my Disclaimer But I do own Magic
Ring (got the idea from reading LOTR and then playing Heroes of might and
magic, after watching Show Jumping)
I am going back to my animalness! I tried to write a human story and it just turned out.funny.. and people say I'm good at writing animals but don't bother looking on my Reviews cuz they were my friends..that sounds gay.
C.B01- ~ starts to hum a happy tone ? ~ Well My little Muses!
Aragorn/Legolas- WHO ARE YOU CALLING LITTLE!
C.B01-.. Don't. . .yell. . . at. . .me. . . ~ begins to shake with untold fury as eerie ~
# We are pleased to interrupt this part of the story for the fear of your sanity ~ ? elevator music starts to play ? ~ #
~ we return and see Legolas and Aragorn hanging by their feet from the ceiling ~
C.B01- that's what you get for yelling at me. Now ~ grins all insane like ~ On with the story!
Chapter 1- Spruce Meadows meets the ring.
It's always jump, canter, jump, step, and then jump again with the odd snort tossed in. That's how the horses at Spruce Meadow did their part in show jumping. It's always been like that and it probably will always be like that. The humans show the horse where to go and the horse gets there.
That's what I do, I am Magic Ring and I am a jumping horse. Brand new to the Spruce meadows and I have no idea where to go but that's not my part of the job now is it? I run and jump that's all.
I'm not in the ring now, My rider is checking it out so I'm in the stables getting brush, washed, and tacked. I love getting brushed and I know that sounds really stupid but it feels really good, just to have all my coat clean and sparkling like a thousand little diamonds (even know I'm not gray ( I'm actually a nice light brownish red) OH! They are doing that fancy thing to my mane! Where they make it into little balls so it wont get in my way! It makes me look so cute!
I felt them snap on the Pin of the Canadian flag onto my bridal. I met their gaze as if asking them when we could leave, cuz I swear to the almighty horse goddess, ( AN I just made that up don't get all hissy on me) I am getting energized! I can feel my blood pumping through out my whole body and my nostrils were flared.
OK 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-..I could feel myself enter the fields and I have never seen so many people before! 1! I was in a smooth canter and over the first jump before you could say "Pink panties" My knees snapped up and I sailed over the jump. I could hear my ride click their tongue as f saying I did something right. I felt pressure on my front legs as I landed and I heard no thud of a falling rail so I knew I was going to be just.
I felt my self canter up to the triple white and blue jumps. The middle was the liver pool (I think that's what's it called.) I hate liver pools! I don't know why but every time I jump over them I get told I'm a good girl so it's worth jumping over. I felt my knees snap up and over I sailed, landing with a quiet thud. I DID IT! Now the last one . . . COD LIVER! WHY AIM O GOING STRAIGHT FOR IT! JUMP STUPID LEGS JUMP!
At the last second my legs snapped up but not in time, my chest sailed into the hard wooden poles and it sent a jolt of freezing pain through me. For a split second everything went black and it felt like I was trying to I had just landed. My sides burned and my head felt like a whole bunch of two leggers had hit it with crops (I think that how you spell those short leather whips)
I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head. Then I felt like I should die at what I saw. A lot of ugly, smelly creatures with horrible skin and crazy eyes, I have no idea what they are. They were grunting in some odd, rough language and then one of them pointed to me and mentioned 'food' I think it was food . . . it might have been fool but I couldn't under them that well.
" We save it!" the big one yelled "only when do we have no food will we eat the beast!" he waved a rather pointy object at me, which later I learned was an axe. The same on grabbed my bridle and started to pull me to my hoofs. I stood and I guess they never seen a horse so tall because for a second they just stared at me. Then they placed two little people on my back.
When I say little, I mean little! They were tiny compared to me! They didn't even reach my knees . . . that's kinda sad but they were cute. I guess they have never seen a saddle before but some how they both managed to fit. Oh well I guess they can do it because they are very small. . .
I was soon forced into a trot. The monsters surrounded me and started to pull me alone for a nice but extremely long run. Soon my legs were burning and I heard the big ugly guy who decided that I should live, say " Man flesh, THEY HAVE PICKED UP OUR TRAIL!" Now with the running and breathing hard . . . lots of sweat and funny smells coming from the fellow runners. The two creatures were awake and one tossed something off and I noticed he was leaving a trail . . . smart little being he is . . .
~* LATER THAT NIGHT*~
No more please! THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSIAL TORTURE!! It was about that time one of the ugly creatures made everyone stop and he said "We go no further till we have had a breather" they huffed and puffed, even made funny little noises in the back of their mouths.
It was about that time I managed to break free, sadly bucking off the two little things on my back and I doubled back. I raced along the trail that we had trampled, Those smelly creatures started to yell and a few set out after me. I don't think they have any chance of catching me, 1) I am running at a full out gallop, 2) they are fat and slow . . . 3) I am faster then they are . . . so they can kiss my hooves.
~* Undisclosed amount of time later *~ There are voices . . . three of them . . . not the harsh, gurgled sound of those smelly things but rather pleasant to listen to. One was like a cool breeze across the plain, another one held power and yet a rugged edge to it. The last was abit more grrr'ed but it held pride and a lot of loyalty.
I slowed down as I turned a corner and then had to come to a complete stop. Currently nose to nose with a man, with greasy brown hair and powerful eyes. I let a whicker out and slowly began to take slow steps back "DON'T HURT ME" I screamed out as he reached out and grabbed my reins.
He gently started to whisper to me, his eyes were telling me that I could trust him. His soft voice echoed in my head when he saided " I am Aragorn" he gently ran his hand over my nose and I felt my self slowly enter the black world of rest since I had not slept in 2 days and been running full out.
Ah peaceful dark, time to sleep. . .
TBC!
Well do you like it? it toke me so long to come up with but what can I say..nothing at the moment but plz review? It would be so cool if you did and a cookie for all who do! (
I am going back to my animalness! I tried to write a human story and it just turned out.funny.. and people say I'm good at writing animals but don't bother looking on my Reviews cuz they were my friends..that sounds gay.
C.B01- ~ starts to hum a happy tone ? ~ Well My little Muses!
Aragorn/Legolas- WHO ARE YOU CALLING LITTLE!
C.B01-.. Don't. . .yell. . . at. . .me. . . ~ begins to shake with untold fury as eerie ~
# We are pleased to interrupt this part of the story for the fear of your sanity ~ ? elevator music starts to play ? ~ #
~ we return and see Legolas and Aragorn hanging by their feet from the ceiling ~
C.B01- that's what you get for yelling at me. Now ~ grins all insane like ~ On with the story!
Chapter 1- Spruce Meadows meets the ring.
It's always jump, canter, jump, step, and then jump again with the odd snort tossed in. That's how the horses at Spruce Meadow did their part in show jumping. It's always been like that and it probably will always be like that. The humans show the horse where to go and the horse gets there.
That's what I do, I am Magic Ring and I am a jumping horse. Brand new to the Spruce meadows and I have no idea where to go but that's not my part of the job now is it? I run and jump that's all.
I'm not in the ring now, My rider is checking it out so I'm in the stables getting brush, washed, and tacked. I love getting brushed and I know that sounds really stupid but it feels really good, just to have all my coat clean and sparkling like a thousand little diamonds (even know I'm not gray ( I'm actually a nice light brownish red) OH! They are doing that fancy thing to my mane! Where they make it into little balls so it wont get in my way! It makes me look so cute!
I felt them snap on the Pin of the Canadian flag onto my bridal. I met their gaze as if asking them when we could leave, cuz I swear to the almighty horse goddess, ( AN I just made that up don't get all hissy on me) I am getting energized! I can feel my blood pumping through out my whole body and my nostrils were flared.
OK 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-..I could feel myself enter the fields and I have never seen so many people before! 1! I was in a smooth canter and over the first jump before you could say "Pink panties" My knees snapped up and I sailed over the jump. I could hear my ride click their tongue as f saying I did something right. I felt pressure on my front legs as I landed and I heard no thud of a falling rail so I knew I was going to be just.
I felt my self canter up to the triple white and blue jumps. The middle was the liver pool (I think that's what's it called.) I hate liver pools! I don't know why but every time I jump over them I get told I'm a good girl so it's worth jumping over. I felt my knees snap up and over I sailed, landing with a quiet thud. I DID IT! Now the last one . . . COD LIVER! WHY AIM O GOING STRAIGHT FOR IT! JUMP STUPID LEGS JUMP!
At the last second my legs snapped up but not in time, my chest sailed into the hard wooden poles and it sent a jolt of freezing pain through me. For a split second everything went black and it felt like I was trying to I had just landed. My sides burned and my head felt like a whole bunch of two leggers had hit it with crops (I think that how you spell those short leather whips)
I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head. Then I felt like I should die at what I saw. A lot of ugly, smelly creatures with horrible skin and crazy eyes, I have no idea what they are. They were grunting in some odd, rough language and then one of them pointed to me and mentioned 'food' I think it was food . . . it might have been fool but I couldn't under them that well.
" We save it!" the big one yelled "only when do we have no food will we eat the beast!" he waved a rather pointy object at me, which later I learned was an axe. The same on grabbed my bridle and started to pull me to my hoofs. I stood and I guess they never seen a horse so tall because for a second they just stared at me. Then they placed two little people on my back.
When I say little, I mean little! They were tiny compared to me! They didn't even reach my knees . . . that's kinda sad but they were cute. I guess they have never seen a saddle before but some how they both managed to fit. Oh well I guess they can do it because they are very small. . .
I was soon forced into a trot. The monsters surrounded me and started to pull me alone for a nice but extremely long run. Soon my legs were burning and I heard the big ugly guy who decided that I should live, say " Man flesh, THEY HAVE PICKED UP OUR TRAIL!" Now with the running and breathing hard . . . lots of sweat and funny smells coming from the fellow runners. The two creatures were awake and one tossed something off and I noticed he was leaving a trail . . . smart little being he is . . .
~* LATER THAT NIGHT*~
No more please! THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSIAL TORTURE!! It was about that time one of the ugly creatures made everyone stop and he said "We go no further till we have had a breather" they huffed and puffed, even made funny little noises in the back of their mouths.
It was about that time I managed to break free, sadly bucking off the two little things on my back and I doubled back. I raced along the trail that we had trampled, Those smelly creatures started to yell and a few set out after me. I don't think they have any chance of catching me, 1) I am running at a full out gallop, 2) they are fat and slow . . . 3) I am faster then they are . . . so they can kiss my hooves.
~* Undisclosed amount of time later *~ There are voices . . . three of them . . . not the harsh, gurgled sound of those smelly things but rather pleasant to listen to. One was like a cool breeze across the plain, another one held power and yet a rugged edge to it. The last was abit more grrr'ed but it held pride and a lot of loyalty.
I slowed down as I turned a corner and then had to come to a complete stop. Currently nose to nose with a man, with greasy brown hair and powerful eyes. I let a whicker out and slowly began to take slow steps back "DON'T HURT ME" I screamed out as he reached out and grabbed my reins.
He gently started to whisper to me, his eyes were telling me that I could trust him. His soft voice echoed in my head when he saided " I am Aragorn" he gently ran his hand over my nose and I felt my self slowly enter the black world of rest since I had not slept in 2 days and been running full out.
Ah peaceful dark, time to sleep. . .
TBC!
Well do you like it? it toke me so long to come up with but what can I say..nothing at the moment but plz review? It would be so cool if you did and a cookie for all who do! (