Cricket Bid

EDIT!
YAY! I got her!!

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This is my bid for *Hazel-rah's DD Bat-and-Ball, aka Cricket.

**EDIT** In her ref pic, they Hazel said if her discipline were changed, her mane could grow out, so this is a pic of it growing out ^^

Info about her here: [link]

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It was a soggy fall morning at Moonlight Drive Stables, damp leaves covered the ground in front of the large main barn where the stable owner and staff awaited the arrival of their newest addition. After hearing news of an auction at the prestigious Double Dance Stables, Charlotte couldn't help but go take a look at what they had to offer. She was immediately taken with the small chestnut mare. She knew she had to buy her.

And now, here she stood inside the cold, wet barn waiting for the blasted animal to arrive.

"Marc should be here by now, he's already fifteen frigging minutes late," Charlotte complained, impatiently dialing Marc Bowman's number for the millionth time, only to loose service.

"He'll be here, he's probably driving slow, due to the rain. You shouldn't worrie, Lottie," Kirstin, one of the many trainers at Moonlight Drive, said in a comforting tone.

"I hope the roads aren't flooded," Lena told Kirstin worriedly, "the rain is starting to really pick up."

"Yes, and to add to the multitude of horses we already have cooped up in here because of the damn rain, we're about to add one more," Lottie's mood quickly changed from bitchy to excited as she caught sight of a blue truck and trailer turn into the drive and head towards them. As the trailer was pulled up to the front of the barn, Lottie heard the shrill whinny from the mare inside. She was bursting with excitement as Marc hurriedly opened the back of the trailer and stepped inside to unhook the mare. In a few moments, the mare was locked safely in what would become her new stall. As the staff admired her throught the bars of the stall doors, down the hall, Mudd was heard banging violently on his stall door.
"Well, someone's eager to meet you," Marc said to Cricket, as she munched hungrily on her flake of alfalfa.

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I know, you're probably trying VERY hard not to laugh at my dumb story. lol At least you get the picture.