HM-09 Who Stole My Garm?
Lorelei replied to hel, ignoring the mortals all together, "i told him that my books had been confiscated by lord frey and were currently in his tack room. then 'you' supposedly departed.
An Experienced Hand
He pricked his ears up higher in the air and grinned, realizing that they must be in the tack room given how much he could hear.
Friday chapter III Assimilation of Reality and a Dream
Tiffany was not about to let friday win and dragged her over to the tack room and got a horse crop.
Possession
With a sigh he walked past the stall with a stroke of his fingers against the dark black nose and moved into the tack room to pick up the grooming kit.
Toy Cricket
She came to the tack room and found a few pieces of tack eaten by rats and the metal rusted. all abandoned. she sat on an old chair. it left her fur dusty but she would shower it out later. but she just sat there and thought.
A White Mare
"the tack room, just to the right, inside. and bring a halter back, the red one, first on the left." not cutting me any slack. the saddle was heavy! well, at least that was a little weight off the mare's back if she was to carry me.
All Apologies (M/M)
Black leather and glass, a lingering scent like someone smoking a cigar in the tack room of a dude ranch. "stop," harley said, just a few feet into the foyer. hawk stopped on a dime and stared daggers. "in the closet. what are those?"
The Dragon's Slave: Competition
She had even set up a small cot in the nearly empty tack room, she had come here to read and slept here several nights when she had given up on trying to get the dragon's eyes on her or grew tired of listening to the carnal sounds of pleasure slipping
Horsie Ride
Emily, can you go into the tack room and grab me the box that's sitting under the saddles? it should be bright yellow i think. can't take him out without some protection."
Toy Cricket, The Extended Rewrite
She came to the tack room and found a few pieces of tack eaten by rats and the metal rusted. all abandoned. she sat on an old chair. it left her fur dusty but she would shower it out later. but she just sat there and thought.
A Bet is a Bet
Meanwhile, adam had grabbed mare's halter, saddle, bridle and a travel manger from the tack room and hauled it to the stall. the horse watched him stuff the manger with hay, following his hurried movements with perked ears.
Dark city later chapters
Quickly she raided the tack room, staddling the roan geldling her father had given her. opening the massive front door's, she mounted up and rode out into the night. the dark city stretching out before her, oh the adventures that awaited!