#equine injury

[hallowshumour]

Bite the bullet 💥🩸👁

[officeobject]

About horse abuse in regards to jumping:

(Am not a horse person, though AM a brony - just saw this and am posting to spread awareness).

[track2hack]

23.01.2024

Had good intentions to ride today and got Ed halfway tacked up but poor mum twisted her ankle on a rock in the paddock! 😫

(She’s fine and walking on it, just one of those things that happen when you’re nearly [redacted] years old!)

It ended up raining so Gem ended up getting a quick lunge and Ed got to have another day off 🤷‍♀️

We have a low level day outing with the social trekking group at Bennington Park on Saturday and then a lesson at pony club on Sunday so hopefully she’s alright to do it 🤞

[gingiberiequis]

Gingiberi Equis

Website: https://www.gingiberiequis.com

Address: Lincolnshire, UK

Gingiberi Equis, based in Lincolnshire, UK, specializes in equine sports and rehabilitation massage therapy. Offering professional services for horses, ponies, and donkeys, the business focuses on relaxation, tension relief, and overall well-being of equids. Techniques include massage, Light and Low-Level Laser Therapy (LLLT), and bit and bridle fitting, aiming to prevent and treat diseases, promote optimal health, and achieve calmness in mind, body, and spirit.

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[onebi1]

Today at the horspital there were a lot of horses trying to unalive themselves. It’s uncommon for us to have a day with 0 emergency calls but today was a rare high for this time of year. One died of a tummy ache on the table in the AM, and two more were on their way in when I clocked out. It’s always a gamble on if emergency=euthanasia but that’s just business.

For those interested in a morbid round of play along at home, vote below for which, if either, of the two emergencies arriving at the horspital this evening make it out alive based on the symptoms I was given over the phone.

[jinxedshapeshifter]

You've heard of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but have you heard of the Four Horses of the Apocalypse?

got inspired to design these after watching this video, I think War and Famine are my favorite of the four designs tbh.

Tell me what you think of these guys :D

[thegreenhorseman]

A Few Screws Loose

[market-insider]

Evolving Equine Healthcare Practices - From Stable to Clinic

The global equine healthcare market size is anticipated to reach USD 4.37 billion by 2030. Increasing product R&D, demand for equine diagnostics, investments by key industry stakeholders, and the rising prevalence of diseases in horses are some of the major factors contributing to the market growth. For instance, in September 2021, the U.S. Department of Agriculture invested around USD 3.0 billion in the animal nutrition and health sector.

Gain deeper insights on the market and receive your free copy with TOC now @: Equine Healthcare Market Report

The Covid-19 pandemic had a notable impact, particularly on the horse racing/ sports sector. It led to reduced access to equine care services and the cancelation of equine shows. Teaching, training, competitions, events, tourism-related activities, and recreational activities were all discontinued as a result of COVID-19. Horse racing was adversely impacted across the world, along with the demand for horse boarding. Only Sweden continued to hold races within the EU. According to a survey conducted by Hippolia, French Equine Industry Cluster, 68.8% of respondents believed the recovery of the shortfall is impossible, and all equine competitions have been discontinued. A total of USD 385.89 million in sport horse losses were incurred as per estimates. However, the market recovered in 2021 owing to easing lockdown measures and improved access to equine healthcare.

Growing technological advancement, R&D, and initiatives by market players in equine diagnostics are key factors driving the market. For instance, according to a July 2022 article published by the American Veterinary Medical Association, a study was carried out to assess the diagnostic performance of a unique helical fan beam-based CT utilized for imaging horses with clinical head and neck complications. A total of over 120 horses were involved, and the medical records of those who had undergone head or neck CT scans at two university hospitals were examined. Age, sex, breed, the primary complaint, the amount of sedation utilized, the length of the operation, the use of any further diagnostic imaging techniques, the imaging diagnosis, the clinical diagnosis, and any imaging-related problems were all noted. The CT system proved to have short scanning times and reliable utility for regular imaging of horses' teeth and sinuses. 

Furthermore, the rising prevalence of diseases in horses is another factor propelling the market growth. West Nile Virus, for instance, was positively identified in a 10-year-old unvaccinated Quarter Horse stallion in Nevada County who was exhibiting transient fever and neurological symptoms by the California Department of Food and Agriculture in September 2022. This was the 8th confirmed case of the equine WNV in California in 2022. Other positive cases were identified in six counties: three in Kern, one in Nevada, one in Sacramento, one in San Luis Obispo, one in Tehama, and three in Tulare. This is expected to promote awareness regarding equine diseases while fueling demand for timely vaccination of horses.

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Hellbound Angel

Male Yandere Demon x Male Angel Reader (CW: Noncon, drugged reader, drugged sex, drug-like cum, drug-like saliva, big ol' horse cock, literally equine dick, belly bulge, armpit kink, scent kink, musk, underwear sniffing, kidnapping, general yandere behavior, temporarily mind-broken reader, religious themes, dehydration, forced feminization, reader has minor injuries not inflicted by yandere) Word Count: 2.2k

In the never-ending war against the legions of Hell, the middle ground where most of the fighting was done was on Earth. However, the heavenly forces sometimes deemed an incursion into Hell necessary.

You had been sent on a mission to scout ahead and take note of the coming forces.

Angels were stronger than most demons. Even so, almost your entire squad had been wiped out in a bloody ambush. The other survivors had used the one holy recall scroll to teleport themselves back to heaven.

Each squad sent into Hell is given one and only one. They probably thought you were dead already when they left still with demons in pursuit. They had to act quickly. You didn't blame them. Without it, you were trapped here. Unless you could find a demon's gate that could take you to Earth. That's how the demons made it out. But there would certainly be legions of the enemy at such places.

You had managed to escape the slaughter of your scouting party, but you were injured. Your wings had been hurt as had your leg. Relatively minor injuries, but in a hostile land, they certainly made things more difficult.

To be honest, you weren't exactly the strongest angel on a good day. This was not a good day.

You limped along the rocky landscape, using your holy staff as a walking stick. You stayed low to remain unseen by any wandering beasts or demons as you made your way out of the fiery wastelands and into the white sand desert. Hell wasn't all fire and brimstone. It was the most popular depiction of Hell's most dramatic landscape, but there were other biomes, too. Now you were getting into one of the many deserts Hell had to offer.

It was cooler than the burning wastes, but by no means was it comfortable. Water and food were scarce, the white sands were nearly blinding, and the swirling black sky was a constant ominous reminder that you were not safe.

You could go a long time without food and water. You wouldn't die without them, but after a while, you would wither up and be unable to move. You'd go into a kind of stasis. And then you'd be defenseless.

For days, you wandered. At least... you thought it was days. Despite the perpetually black sky the sun never set. Your lips were chapped, your wounds aching, hope dying in your heart. You had to find an oasis to rest at. Build up your strength. From the limited maps you had seen of this region of Hell there should be one at the heart of this desert, but with your wings and legs messed up it would still take many days still to reach it.

There were several more days of endless marching, hobbling on your injured leg that was getting harder and harder to walk on before you finally saw the oasis in the distance. You tried your best to approach stealthily, going behind dunes and sand drifts whenever possible, and wrapping your white wings around you to provide some measure of camouflage with the white sands. As you got near, it disappeared in a puff of smoke. And out of the smoke stood a demon. It was a trap.

Dark brownish red skin, sharp horns, a tail flicking back and forth, and he stood at least a foot taller than you. He was very muscular, his sweat coated abs glistened in the sunlight. He wore nothing. His long horse-like cock and big nuts swinging freely below a thick patch of black pubic hair.

You caught yourself accidentally staring and looked away quickly before readying your divine staff for a fight. Which was really hard, since you could barely stand without it.

The demon winked and chuckled.

"Do you like it~ There's no harm in just looking, you know?"

He closed the distance between the two of you in a flash and knocked the staff away in one fluid motion.

"As a matter of fact, you can do a lot more than look, little bird. My cum would make you feel so much better~ That oasis you're looking for is still miles away."

"Uh, thanks for the kind offer, but I think I will pass. I'll just be on my way and out of your hair."

You stepped back slowly, hoping to make it to your staff so you could maybe limp away and give him a good smack if he followed. But he wasn't giving you the chance.

"Oh, but you're dehydrated!"

He took a few steps forward until there were mere inches between you. He put a hand on your cheek and thumbed at your chapped lips gently.

"Your lips are all dry. Let me help~"

Before you could decline, he held your head in place and leaned down. He traced and prodded your sore lips with his long slick tongue.

You tried to push him away but couldn't do much in your current condition. And the saliva was having some kind of effect on you.

He slipped his tongue past your lips and kissed you greedily.

Your head grew fuzzy and your legs weak. His spit was some type of drug. It felt... nice...

You resisted it as long as you could, even resorting to biting his tongue, but he ignored it and continued. Moments later, you slumped against him, your head on his muscular chest. The only thought in your head as you passed out was how nice this man in front of you smelled.

He picked you up gently and carried you bridal style. It was fitting since you were certainly his little bride now, as far as he was concerned. He placed a chaste kiss on the top of your head and then started walking towards the underground dwelling he called home.

When you woke up, your wounds had been healed, and you felt a lot better. Though you were still dizzy. There was an intoxicating smell all around you and you didn't recognize your surroundings.

Your first instinct was to jump up and flee, but you were immediately pulled back down and placed in the lap of your demonic captor. His monstrous cock poking out between your thighs.

You looked down and realized you were naked, your soft cock and balls laying on his unnaturally warm prick.

"Let me go!" You elbowed him as hard as you could but he must have made sure you stayed drugged because you couldn't muster up any strength to put into your struggle.

"Let you go? After all the trouble I have gone through to romance you?"

"Romance!? You kidnapped me and I don't even know who the fuck you are, creep!!"

You struggled with renewed anger, smacking your head backwards, elbowing, kicking, and scratching. All amounting to you gasping for breath, tired, while he chuckled at the attempt.

"You're in Hell! I could have raped you and left you in the sand to be killed by any passing monster and that still would have been considered romance."

He placed his large hands on your legs with his thumbs drawing lazy circles on your thighs.

"I saved you from the desert, treated your wounds, let you rest for days, fed you, gave you water, and bathed you. That is damn romantic!"

He started assaulting your neck with little licks and kisses, enjoying how you squirmed in protest while sitting on his equine cock.

"As for the name that you'll be moaning when I bury myself in you, it's Tevrik."

"My friends will come back for me. You should save yourself the trouble and let me go now!"

This was a bluff, of course. They almost certainly thought you were dead. You didn't know if your deception would work, but you didn't expect him to respond with a cackle.

"No, they won't! Rathiel won't let em!"

A shudder went through you at the mention of your boss who had ordered the mission into Hell.

"He's one of Hell's best agents. Gives us lots of intel."

You were dumbfounded and fell silent a moment before regaining your composure and replying angrily.

"Lies from a worthless demon!"

"I'd never lie to you, sweetie~"

He trailed his hands up and down your thighs as he continued.

"How else did we set up that ambush? Rathiel sent you to us. We needed more angel blood. But not yours."

Your blood ran cold as he began grinding into you.

"I picked you out from a bunch of employee profiles just to be my little princess. I'm half angel myself and wanted an angel bride~ We'll rule this region of Hell together!"

He repositioned you on his lap to face towards him as his flared cock grew fully erect.

"You weren't supposed to be hurt in the battle. I'm so sorry about that. I killed the demons who did it."

You didn't even struggle when he positioned you above his dick, hot precum smearing your hole as his cock pressed against it. The betrayal drained the fight from you.

"After the battle, I just followed you for a bit, so you'd be tired. And now here you are. With me."

The precum and smell of his arousal were making you dizzier. The words he spoke brought tears from your eyes.

"Awe, don't cry. After we have some alone time to adjust, I'll take you to the palace~ You'll be royalty!"

You winced as his cock entered you, expecting pain. Surprisingly, there was none. Instead it was like every cell in your body was filled with pleasure.

This couldn't be right. You had to escape. Sex with a demon was a very taboo thing.

You started struggling but Tevrik held you still.

"Shhh, I know you're upset. But just let it happen, okay? I'll make you feel so good."

As his precum continued to dribble out of his dick and into you and as the betrayal by your trusted higher up sank in you once more lost the will to fight.

Why were you fighting anyway? This cock felt so nice. And he was so kind and romantic to go through all this trouble to get you away from your evil boss right?

You relaxed and lay against his chest as he pumped into you slowly. You looked up at him and realized he had your underwear in his hand and was holding it up to his nose sniffing the crotch.

"You smell so good, girly. So good. You feel good too."

"You smell nice too!" Then your brain caught up with the rest of what he had said.

"A-and I'm not a g-girl." Too focused on your pleasure to really care.

"Nah, you're too pretty to be a man. Too weak too. Plus you have this tight little cunt hugging my dick. You're definitely a girly~"

"O-okay."

You blushed because he called you pretty. You supposed he made a lot of sense. You were clearly a girl. You wondered why you didn't know that sooner. It felt right.

He chuckled warmly as you drooled on his chest and made cute little gasps and moans. He couldn't wait until you were moaning his name.

Tevrik didn't pound you, he didn't want to hurt his sweet baby bird. Instead he just rocked his hips into you and enjoyed the effect it had on you.

After you started making those delicious noises his demonic precum began to make you super cuddly. He continued to breed your tight hole while you started nuzzling him and leaving gentle kisses on his chest. He began grinding into you a bit faster and more forcefully, his cock clearly outlined through your belly as it nestled into you as deeply as he could get it.

"Fuck babe, I'm about to bust."

But you came before he did it. Your cock spilling silvery angelic seed on his belly as you called his name and clung to him tightly. The combined sight of you cumming while impaled by his dick while at the same time calling his name just like you promised he would sent Tevrik over the edge. His large balls filled your tummy with hot demon cum. It made you feel warm and fluttery and loved. Like you could feel his emotions through his seed.

You were so tired from all the emotion and sex that you passed out on top of him, nuzzling your nose into the comforting scent of his armpit as you clung to him.

Tevrik smiled. You were just so precious. Sadly, he knew you'd regress back into struggling against him. But that was okay. He would keep reminding you how the angels threw you away and keep breeding you full of his drug-like semen. Soon you'd crave it. He'd bed you constantly until you needed it. And then breed you as much as you wanted him to after that.

Yeah, it would take a while. But he had all the time in the universe.

Tevrik sighed with content and closed his eyes, taking your underwear and putting it back up to his nose while he relaxed with his cock still deep inside you.

You may have been in Hell, but Tevrik was in Heaven.

[what-the-floofin]

So how do baby taurs work for the equitaurs and cervitaurs in your stuff?

Oh that's a good one actually - lots to talk about! Too much for one post, but gotta start somewhere. Enjoy some messy micro scribbles peppered throughout. They were originally very very tiny so, pardon blurriness.

I've got my Taurs running overall pretty similar to equine cycles and gestations - meaning they are what you call 'long-day triggered' by the spring and summer seasons.

(Though they do cycle throughout the year, just at slower rates and less consistently over cooler seasons)

This goes for the cervitaurs too - rather than using the shorter gestation of their deer alikes - as they and their foals are a bit bigger and more complex to deal with. Which also goes to suggest that twins/multiples are not a frequent occurrence for cervitaurs in comparison to actual deer, and inherently poses as much danger as it does for equines instead. Possible, but high risk and incredibly demanding.

So, you're looking at an 11 month gestation on average, and typically starting in a mid-spring to late-summer window. Which places most taurs at being born early-spring to mid-summer. It's most uncommon to be winter born, but not weird tbh.

Foals are super awkward, there's no getting around that, and in the first year they have a ridiculous growth rate when compared to other sentient creatures of similar lifespans.

These things are weeds - the difference from one day old to three months old is phenomenal alone. They are, however, cooked a little further along than what you'd be comparing to for a newborn human. They're able to support themselves enough to avoid outright injury (think like a 3-4 month old baby), but gaining actual control of all those limbs takes a bit more time. The equine half however would be a touch undercooked for a horse. Just physically, in size. No worries about comparative internal developments, that's all good and ready to go.

So they're typically gonna spend shy of their first month feeding and sleeping, practicing rolling up, sitting and limb coordination to build strength for self-standing. If mama has places to be, that baby is getting carried.

I also absolutely subscribe to the idea of arms being naturally held close to torso prior to having balance and coordination. It would support them a lot! Then it becomes a self-soothing gesture seen in the anxious, and an instinctive positional response when badly startled. Tuck in!

By three months you can expect them to be racing on their little stilt legs - albeit still with the occasional wobble and spill. And wowee did that happen fast when you think about it.

While the zoomies are a lot, they're balanced out by the fact that so much oncoming growth means foals crash nap very frequently. These buggers sleep a lot. It's go hard and sleep hard on endless rotation. Play, snack, nap, rinse and repeat.

This accelerated growth races away throughout their first year, and then drops right back into something a bit more reasonable - at least when you're considering it from the human perspective!

Yet in comparison to how they first started out, it's practically snail paced.

I'm meaning, you look at the size of a 3 month old horse foal, and that's the closest comparison to a 2 year old taur foal in body. Every 'horse foal month' thereafter starts guiding the next 'taur foal year' visual until you hit that yearling horse look for a taur when they're 10-11 years old. Then by that point, they've reached most of their full leg length, and the next 10 years is focused on finishing the bulking out of their frame.

(click to enlarge I hope) - Featuring my lass Thalo here haha

By rule of thumb I just have both equid and humanoid aspects grow in relative balance to each other, lanky stages and all. From the human perspective, the humanoid half grows crazy fast at first and then becomes comparatively similar. From the horse perspective, the equine half is crazy slow and always is. It would also give credit to having a higher physical durability than their animal counterparts. More time was spent growing!

It's worth noting that a lot of perceived 'weirdness' only comes from trying to compare them purely 1 to 1 with either horse, deer or human kids. Taurs are their own thing though! And nature's most consistent attitude is to Find What Works and Do it. No matter how wack, if it works it's used.

So, a rapid starting growth tapered into a much slower rate once they're stabilised and running was just the path that worked best for this Taur survival. Keep it simple!

There's always more to cover, but this is chunky enough for now. Whew!

[sonamytrash]

Feminine Charm

Warnings: Pining, masturbation, male masturbation, female anatomy described.

It wasn't the task itself that irked Levi, but rather the distraction you posed to him. Your alluring presence had been the bane of his existence ever since you had joined the regiment, and he had managed to avoid these lessons until now. However, he knew he could no longer put it off any longer. Erwin had finally noticed his incessant avoidance of your lessons and insisted he attend to oversee the progress of providing practical advice and knowledge surrounding equine care to the soldiers. He made his way down the path towards the training grounds, sighing heavily, his eyes darting around as if searching for an escape route.

As he neared the stables, he could hear the gentle whinnying of the horses and the laughter of the soldiers in attendance. It was a peaceful scene, one that should have been soothing...but it only served to remind him of how much he wanted to be anywhere but here. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself for the inevitable onslaught of feminine charm and wit that was sure to come his way.

He watched from several feet away at the group of recruits gathered around a particularly skittish mare, their hands hovering uncertainly over her flank. He recognised your voice as you instructed them on how to approach the animal properly, how to check for any signs of illness or injury.

Even from a distance, Levi could see the admiring glances the soldiers were giving you, their cheeks flushed with excitement and anticipation. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, trying to decide whether or not he should approach you. He knew he should probably at least say hello, but the thought of actually speaking to you made his heart race. He'd been so focused on your appearance from afar that he'd forgotten how intelligent and capable you were. It was almost intimidating.

As he watched you work, he couldn't help but admire the way you moved, the way you handled the horses. There was a certain grace to your actions that seemed almost otherworldly. Even the most skittish horses seemed to calm down in your presence.

But there was something about you that just set him on edge. Maybe it was the way you moved, so confident and sure of yourself, or the way your laughter seemed to echo through the air, making every man within earshot feel like they were the only one you were paying attention to.

As Levi continued to watch, he found it impossible not to be captivated by the way you worked. You carried yourself with an air of authority that was both commanding and alluring. The fabric of your uniform hugged your curves in all the right places, emphasising your femininity without being overly revealing. He could feel his heart racing as he took in the sight of you, his gaze lingering on the gentle curve of your hips and the swell of your breasts beneath the material.

You glanced up, spotting him at the back of the group. You smiled brightly and waved him over. "Ah, Captain Levi! The commander said you would be checking in." Your voice was like honey, smooth and inviting. Levi nodded curtly in response, feeling a blush creep up his neck. "Now, let me show you how to properly clean and bandage a horse's hoof," you say, addressing the whole group while gesturing for Levi to come closer.

He forced himself to meet your eyes as you began to explain the process, his heart racing. Despite his best efforts, he found it impossible to focus. You moved with such confidence and grace, your hands expertly working on the horse's hoof. As you spoke, you would occasionally glance at him, a playful sparkle in your eyes. It was infuriating and intoxicating all at once.

The rest of the lesson passed in a blur. He tried to focus on what you were saying, to take in the information you were imparting, but his mind kept wandering back to the way your hair danced in the breeze when you laughed, or the gentle curve of your shoulders. When the lesson finally came to an end, he found himself thanking you, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You're welcome, Captain," you replied with a smile, your eyes twinkling mischievously. "I hope you found it informative."

He nods, "Yes, well... thank you. You're a valuable asset to the regiment, I'm sure Erwin will be pleased to hear how well things are going." He turned to leave, wanting nothing more than to put some distance between himself and you right now.

Levi made it to his office without incident, but the moment he sat down at his desk, he knew he couldn't concentrate on anything but the events of the past few hours. Shifting in his seat, he carefully adjusts himself, hissing through his teeth at the growing sensation between his legs.

Levi's mind races, conjuring up vivid fantasies of you - your soft, pliant body beneath his, your delicate skin. He imagines the sounds you'd make, the way you'd arch into his caresses. His breathing grows ragged as his arousal builds until finally he can't hold back any longer.

His hands trembled as he reached down to his trousers, struggling to keep his composure. His heart raced, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

He unfastened his trousers, freeing his aching erection. It sprang forth, thick and hard, the tip glistening in the dim light. He grasped it in his hand, feeling the heat and the strength of it against his skin. His fingers traced the veins that ran along its length, his touch featherlight at first, then more urgent as the need for release grew more insistent.

Levi closed his eyes, relishing the sensation of his own touch. He imagined it was your hand wrapped around him, your fingers moving in a gentle rhythm.

A deep, guttural moan escapes Levi's lips as he picks up the pace, his hand gliding urgently along his throbbing length. 

His grip tightened around his cock, his strokes becoming firmer. He imagined your lips on his skin, sucking and teasing until he was on the brink of release. He pictured your breasts and how they strained against your uniform, the way your ass looked in your trousers as you bent down. "Oh fuck"... he gasps, his voice strained with pleasure... Your name falls from his lips in a reverent whisper, just before a series of low, guttural grunts signals his climax. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and with a groan of pleasure, his orgasm ripped through him, his body shuddering. He arches his back, his head thrown back, spurting hot seed onto his hand.

He lay there, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. His cock still throbbed in his hand, the pleasure coursing through him, his mind still plagued by thoughts of you.

"Tsk."

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Shopping Spree Gen 1 pt.80

When the group of women and Dite left to go shopping Kiersten and M joked the whole trip about going to the Brindelton Bridal shop to find bridesmaid dresses and fit Winter for a wedding dress. Winter protested the whole way. She'd even threatened to seal their feet to the ground with magic if they so much as set foot in the store.

Instead, they headed for the Halloween store to find costumes for the Spooky Day party. Inside, Winter and M immediately started trying on outfit's. Kiersten walked around with Dite looking but not trying anything on as M and Winter posed in front of the shop's many mirrors.

Winter: Check it out. I'm an angel.

M laughed wrapping her arms around Winter's shoulder.

M: You might be growing an angel but you sure as hell aren't one. Nice touch with the white wings, when did you learn to do that?

Winter: A trick I learned while training Adrianne on wing control.

Dite raced over hardly able to contain her excitement.

Aphrodite: Mom I think Kiersten found the perfect costumes for you guys. Hurry, Come see!

M and Winter changed out of their ridiculous costumes and headed over to the mannequins where Kiersten and Aphrodite were waiting. When they got closer M realized what they were looking at and Winter gasped.

Winter: I knew we were going to be good friends.

M: Wait. There are only 5. What about you and Rufus?

Kiersten looked at her a little sheepishly.

Kiersten: Rufus and I already have our costumes. Sorry M, we've been planning them since we got our invite in the mail.

M: It's okay. Me, Kason, Winter, Peyton. We need someone to wear the last one.

Winter: I have someone in mind.

With the costume debacle settled, they yanked the costumes from the rack and quickly checked out. Having fulfilled their immediate shopping needs Kiersten headed home. She'd gotten a text from Rufus and the boys but promised to come over to M's tomorrow to hang out again. Her and Winter shared a hug before she took off.

The rest of the group wandered the mall for a while. Winter eventually veered off, stopping in a maternity store while M and Aphrodite took a couple of graceless laps around the indoor ice-skating rank.

M eventually bowed out having spotted Winter at one of the café tables. Not wanting to risk further injury, on shaky legs, she half walked, half skated towards the exit hugging the rails closely. Aphrodite, ever the perfectionist, was determined to master the ice so she stayed a little longer.

M: Sweetie, I'll be over at the table with Auntie Winter. When you're ready we can head to the equine store.

Mercury joined Winter at the small table, the café was void of other patrons, likely due to the light snowfall that had begun outside. Winter was fiddling with a small grey box that had a clear screen and something floating inside.

M: What is that thing?

Winter: Stupid physic box they gave me with my purchase at the maturity store. Seems like a pretty useless thing to give to an expecting mother.

M: Or a spellcaster for that matter.

Winter tucked the toy away in one of her shopping bags and turned her attention back to M. The café started to fill up around them and a waiter approached.

Waiter: Hello ladies. Can I get you anything?

They politely declined. The waiter smiled and moved on to the next table greeting them with the same warm tone and bright smile to match her floral attire.

M: So are you gonna tell me when you found out you were having baby number four was it?

Winter groaned resting her head in her hand, yet she was smiling.

Winter: When you say it like that it sounds sorta crazy. We knew since your dads funeral. I was kind of suspicious, my magic was starting to stir without good reason.

M: How did Peyton take the news? I never imagined him a father of four though I guess I never imagined you with four kids either

Winter: He took it as well as the other three times honestly. He hardly blinked an eye. He just smiled and went on like it was a normal day.

M: He's grown up so much in the last 10 years. It's amazing to see who he's become.

Winter: Look at you all smiley and happy. You would never believe there was a demon terrorizing your life.

Mercury's smile didn't fade. She sat forward, arms resting on the table, and stared at them with a hint of sadness.

M: I'm just happy to see you is all. It's been far too long, I need to make it my business to come and see you more. Now that Zoh's a toddler he can handle the ride to San Myshuno.

Winter: Newcrest.

She corrected. M shook her head and huffed.

M: Right, Newcrest. It's so strange, you guys not living in the city.

Winter: It was weird at first but the kids love it and it's a better space for them to practice their magic freely without someone getting hurt or something getting broken.

M saw Aphrodite approaching, so she stood.

M: Well San Myshuno or Newcrest I'm coming to see you.

Winter stood and hugged her friend.

Winter: Don't be so hard on yourself. I'm not saying don't come but cut yourself some slack. You've been where I'm headed and traveling with 4 small kids would have been a disaster. It made since for us to travel to you. I love you Mercury.

M: Come on. I promised Dite we would go to High Horse Fashion.

Winter: Violionist and a horse wrangler. I wonder where she got that from? Spirit maybe?

M chucked and shrugged her shoulders as they headed for the door.

M: I have no clue.

Aphrodite pushed the large barn-like doors open and darted inside ahead of her mother and aunt. She ran over to the far wall staring at all the equipment lining the shelves.

M: Dite don't run in the store, please.

Winter: I'll look over here.

M stood behind her daughter when she broached an interesting question

Aphrodite: Hey mom do you think I can start getting an allowance?

M: I don't see why not. Any particular reason you're asking now?

Aphrodite pointed up at a coat hanging high on the wall.

Aphrodite: I want to buy that coat.

M smiled ever surprised by how Dite displayed her growing maturity.

M: Absolutely kiddo. Now I think we should find your riding clothes.

Instead of heading home after they finished their shopping spree, Winter suggested they hit the bowling lanes not ready to end the day. When they arrived Dite went upstairs to the kid's arcade where she would likely play Don't Wake the Llama as opposed to an actual arcade game. Winter and M checked in at the desk retrieving the overly used standard red and blue blowing shoes but never put them on. They sat by their assigned lane never bowling a single round, They sat talked losing track of time until Aphrodite complained she was ready to go home.

Winter spent the night with M. Kason always the gentlemen, offered up his place in bed and agreed to sleep downstairs on the sofa for the night. Winter tucked in that night thrilled at the time they spent with her closest friend but slightly relieved that she would be reunited with her husband and children in a few hours.

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Builds

Gallery ID: Abaybay514 High Horse Fashion is a retail 30x20 lot

Gallery ID: Mandykay77 Halloween Costume Shop is a retail 40x30 lot

Gallery ID: keongemini1 Brindelton Bay Mall is a retail 64x64 lot

Poses

@ratboysims sitting emotions & Parent and kid poses

@simcredibledesigns shopping bags

@plazasims Halloween set

Mods

@littlemssam Allowance Mod

[aimeedaisies]

The Princess Royal’s Official Engagements in July 2024

09/07 On behalf of Princess Anne, as Royal Fellow of the Royal Academy of Engineering, Sir Tim represented HRH at the Annual Awards Dinner at the Peninsula London and awarded winners with the Princess Royal Silver Medal. 🥈

~ Return to duties after injury ~

12/07 As President of the Riding for the Disabled Association, attended the National Championships at Hartpury University Equine Centre. 🐎🎖️

17/07 As Colonel-in-Chief of the Intelligence Corps, visited 4 Military Intelligence Battalion at Bulford Barracks in Salisbury. 🕵️‍♀️

Unofficial Sir Tim Attended the State Opening of Parliament. 👩‍⚖️

19/07 Opened Worcestershire Acute Hospitals NHS Trust’s new Emergency Department at Worcestershire Royal Hospital. 🏥

As Patron of the Three Counties Agricultural Society, opened Kildare Hall at the Three Counties Showground in Malvern. 🚜🌾

22/07 Unofficial Departed from Heathrow Airport for France and arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport for the Paris Olympic Games. 🥇

23/07 As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and Chairman of the International Olympic Committee Members Election Commission, attended day one of the International Olympic Committee Session at the Palais des Congrès de Paris. 💼🇫🇷

24/07 The Princess Royal, As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and Chairman of the International Olympic Committee Members Election Commission, attended day two of the International Olympic Committee Session at the Palais des Congrès de Paris. 💼🇫🇷

As President of the British Olympic Association, attended a Reception in the Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré, to welcome Team GB to the XXXIII Paris Olympic Games. 🇬🇧🇫🇷

25/07 As President of the British Olympic Association, visited the Team GB Preparation Camp. 🇬🇧

As Member of the International Olympic Committee, attended the International Olympic Committee President’s Reception and Dinner at the Musée du Louvre, Paris. 🍽️🍾

26/07 As Patron of the Eric Liddell 100, visited the Scots Kirk Paris Presbyterian Protestant Church in Paris. ⛪️🇫🇷

With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended a screening of the Opening Ceremony of the 2024 Paris Olympic Games at Team GB House. 📺🇫🇷🇬🇧

27/07 With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended the XXXIII Olympic Games in Paris, France. 🏉

With Sir Tim As Member, International Olympic Committee, attended a World Rugby Executive Board Celebration of Rugby Sevens Reception at Stade de France, Paris. 🍾 🏉

28/07 With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, visited the Team GB Performance Lodge, in Clichy, France. 🇬🇧

With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended the XXXIII Olympic Games in Paris, France. 🏇🏼🏊‍♂️

29/07 With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended the XXXIII Olympic Games in Paris, France. 🏇🏼

30/07 With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended the XXXIII Olympic Games in Paris, France. 🏒

With Sir Tim As President of the British Olympic Association, visited the Team GB House. 🇫🇷🏠

31/07 With Sir Tim As Member of the International Olympic Committee, and President of the British Olympic Association, attended the XXXIII Olympic Games in Paris, France. 🚣

With Sir Tim As President of the British Olympic Association, visited the Olympic Village, Pleyel, Bords de Seine in Saint-Denis. 🏠🇫🇷

Total official engagements for Anne in July: 18

2024 total so far: 174

Total official engagements accompanied by/represented by Tim in July: 9

2024 total so far: 79

FYI - due to certain royal family members being off ill/in recovery I won't be posting everyone's engagement counts out of respect, I am continuing to count them and release the totals at the end of the year.

[objuct]

I underestimated how much time it would take to finish part 1 of the farrier set, so here's a morbid sign to warn sims that by entering the grounds of an equestrian facility, they consent to death and injury by contact with horses and cannot hold anyone legally liable for such :) i'll work on part 2 of the farrier set tomorrow

Equine Inherent Risk Sign

New Mesh, New Textures

BGC

3 colors, english and simlish versions per

Free to recolor & Include mesh w/ credit

Please don't use the mesh in non-sims games

Download 📂- [SFS]

[briar-ffxiv]

FFXIV Write #07 - Morsel

FFXIV Write 2024 Master Post

Prompt #7 - Morsel

TW: There is an injured animal, but no additional harm comes and Briar is actually trying to help her! Some mention of blood, not not extensive.

Briar stood frozen for several moments in a mixture of sympathy and distress. He bit his lip, afraid to move since the unicorn before him had reacted so badly to him as soon as she'd spotted him. He couldn't blame her. The injuries she had and the trouble she was in were caused by men. To her, he must appear no different than the poachers that had been relentlessly hunting her for weeks.

Staying still, worried green eyes ran over the slim equine's body. She was thin, almost gaunt-looking, clearly having been run ragged in her efforts to escape the hunters. Her pearl-coloured coat was near grey now with sweat and dirt. Numerous scratches and gashes showed in ugly reds on the unicorn's side, some obviously swollen with infection. The worst was a deep wound on her left shoulder that looked to be from a lance. Even her left foreleg was puffy and lifted to avoid pressure on it. To make matters even worse, rough ropes were around her neck and horn, keeping her in place so tangled they were around the unicorn and some nearby bushes. The mare was wounded and trapped, unable to escape the hunters who were no doubt tracking her now.

The young half-Elezen bit his lip, hands squeezing the handle of his woven basket. It was mere luck that he'd found the unicorn. He'd been intending to search for berries, not a near-mythical creature. Briar had been lucky enough to catch a few glimpses of her over the last months, but she always fled his presence quickly. Which he could understand, although seeing her had always filled him with awe.

It had been at least a moon since he saw her last so he had hoped she had escaped deeper into the Black Shroud, leaving the hunters far behind. Judging by her appearance, the unicorn had either spent it fleeing …or captured.

"Is that what happened?" Briar asked in a whisper. "Did they finally catch you?"

The unicorn tossed her head as best she could, neck twisted uncomfortably to watch him warily as she snorted. She tapped her injured leg on the ground a few times, trying to find a comfortable stance. Each time she winced and jerked it up, wobbling on three legs. With a sudden squeal, she threw herself upward, trying to rear, straining violently against the ropes. Her horn swung, but the tight ropes kept her from severing them and freeing herself.

Briar flinched at the sudden panicked fury the unicorn displayed, feeling a terrible helplessness. Even tangled as she was, getting close to her was dangerous. A swing of her horn could still harm him greatly. One kick could break bones. The unicorn was trapped and wild and that was a risk.

But how could he leave her there?

Taking a deep breath, the Shroudborn set down his basket slowly. Reaching up, he twisted his red curls into a knot at his nape, wanting to make sure they didn't end up tangled in the bushes or worse. "Okay," he said softly, taking another breath and blowing it out. "Okay."

He started to ease closer to the unicorn, keeping his movements slow and smooth. He didn't try and sneak, not wanting her to think he was yet another hunter. Still, as wild and nervous as those dark eyes were, he didn't want to approach too quickly. He didn't stare at her, keeping his eyes angled a bit down, but watching for her reactions. "Easy," he whispered. "Easy now. I'm not g-going to hurt you. I just want to help, I promise."

Briar tried as hard as he could to will the unicorn to understand. Perhaps it was his imagination, but she froze, ears flicking as she watched him closely. It could have been simple exhaustion or saving what strength she had, but the unicorn stood still, quivering as Briar took step after step closer. "That's it," he whispered. "Steady now." He reached a hand out slowly, flinching when she snorted but after a moment, touching her sweat-drenched neck. "Good girl. That's it. Just let me--"

He made the mistake of moving his other hand to his waist, moving to draw his knife. It was a small curved blade, honestly not used as a weapon by Briar. He used it to cut branches or reeds, or even to help dig up roots. Nonetheless, the moment it cleared the sheath, the unicorn shrilled, eyes rolling white as she jerked and bucked, thrashing against the ropes.

"No, no! It's not-- I-I wasn't--" Briar said, stumbling as he was bumped. "I--" Yet again, he froze for a helpless movement before shaking his head and darting closer again. He pressed closer to her side, trying to avoid the cloven hooves churning the ground into muck as she tried to spin or flee. Worry for the unicorn's safety overrode Briar's concerns for himself and he gripped a rope, pulling it away from her neck enough to slip the blade beneath the hemp. He grimaced as the unicorn wailed again, teeth bared, snapping at him in a panic. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" he gasped in chant as he sawed frantically at the rope.

In a few moments, it came free with a snap and the unicorn rose high on her backlegs. She lashed out with her forelegs, spiral horn slashing through the air. Briar stumbled back a few steps but grabbed another rope around her midsection. Clinging to it despite the mare's plunging and bucking, he worked the knife through it as well. When that one came apart, the unicorn lunged forward, breaking free of the rest of the ropes.

As close as he was, the mare's hip caught him and sent Briar to the ground. He curled up instinctively, arms over his head, half-expecting sharp hooves to come down on him. For a few moments, he could hear the unicorn kicking and twisting, shaking off the last of the ropes. Then there were several loud snorts and the pounding of hooves away from him. Briar opened his eyes and turned his head, just in time to see the limping unicorn slip into the bushes.

Shaking and bruised, he pushed to his feet, looking around. The clearing was a mess, but worst of all, there was a clear red-splattered trail showing where the unicorn went. A trail that would lead the poachers right toward her. Briar frowned, looking around before nodding to himself. Picking up the dropped knife, he headed toward the bushes and went to work.

It took nearly an hour, but by the time Briar was done, the unicorn's trail was brushed clean and covered. He'd even dragged the leaves of a branch through the blood and smeared it in another direction, up to the edge of a creek. By chance, he even saw the tracks of a bear. Perhaps the poachers might think the bear had made a meal of their would-be quarry. He'd rubbed out his footprints and the mare's hoof marks, trying not too obvious about it. With any luck, it would at least hide the trail enough to keep the mare safe.

That done, Briar gathered his basket and headed into the woods. He almost went home, but worry tugged at the corners of his mind. He glanced in the direction the unicorn had gone, chewing his lip before following. While he'd hidden her trail as best he could close to the clearing, her pace was slow enough and he knew the direction so finding it again wasn't too difficult. He followed it, carefully, hoping he wouldn't spook her.

Still, it was at least another hour before he managed to catch a glimpse of the unicorn's pale shape again. She was standing in a creek, sides heaving, head hanging. She wasn't drinking, just swaying, eyes half-closed. Still, as Briar moved closer, she lifted her head, snorting and tensing.

"No, no, please don't run," Briar said, trying once again to will the unicorn to understand him. "I didn't mean to scare you before. Here. Look. See?" He set his basket down and eased the knife out. The mare tensed, gaze flicking between the blade and the half-Elezen. She watched, nostrils flaring as he set it on the grass and stepped away.

"See?" Briar said, tone soft and pleading. "I don't want to hurt you. I j-just wanted to help." He looked around, eyes going to the basket. He leaned down to reach in, finding a handful of blackberries. "Here. S-see? I'm a friend. Well, I'm trying to b-be one."

Slowly and carefully, Briar walked forward once more, ignoring the cool water spilling over his feet as he stepped into the creek. The bottom of soft under his bare feet as he took another step closer, offering the unicorn his hand, palm up and full of ripe blackberries.

The unicorn mare snorted and shifted, leaning back a bit, but not moving. She stared as Briar stopped, just holding out the berries. Pawing a little with her sore leg, the mare tossed her head and swung her horn a bit, ears working. Her dark eyes were bright and fearful, but there was intelligence there as she considered the half-Elezen.

Finally, she stretched her neck out, sniffing at the blackberries. She gave a little quiver, lip wiggling a bit in longing. She glanced at Briar and then back at the offering, giving a few nervous grunts. A single step brought her close enough to just reach, lips reaching to snatch up a morsel before she jumped back, teeth crunching up the berry.

When Briar stayed still, she did it again, taking a step closer this time. Briar released the breath he'd been holding, swallowing and giving a little smile. "There you go. That's it." He moved his fingers slowly, brushing against her velvety muzzle. The unicorn huffed and tossed her head briefly, but went back to grab the last of the berries. "I'm Briar. I don't suppose you have a name?"

To his surprise, the unicorn took another step toward him, lipping his fingers. Ears swivelling toward him, she gave a soft whinny. Briar gave a little laugh before covering his mouth with his other hand as the unicorn spooked for a moment. "S-sorry. Is that your name?" he asked, aware he was possibly being a little silly but smiling at the mare. "Winnie is about as close as I can get."

His fingers brushed gently against her chin, cupping it a moment. The mare nickered at him again, expression softening a bit. Briar slowly took a step toward her, hand smoothing over the unicorn's jaw and down her neck. "Winnie it is then."