A human at the age of 21 was riding a beautiful Kiger Mustang mare. The mare was at a quick trot, waving her head around endlessly, mouth opening and shutting. Alongside the mare was a running dog, barking and yipping as it ran. The girl turned the horse into the Ranch lands while using her opposite heel to kick the mare. With a loud snort the mare tossed her head upward and started walking faster, almost going into a powerful canter. She spoke to the mare and she slowed down quickly, her ears swiveling this way and that. The girl then stopped her horse and swumg down, pulling the reuins back over the horse's head quickly. The human then walked the restless equine over near the Ranch house and stopped, patting the equine hard. The dog ran up to it's owner and sat, panting. The girl whistled a bit to see if she could get any attention here. She needed to ask something... It was really a problem... That dealt with the mare.

Mark came around from the side of the house, hearing the whistle. Pulling off his gloves which he had been using to remove some iritating weeds, he approached Jennifer. "Howdy, can I help you?" he spoke out, stopping a few short feet from her.

Laying next to the porch, an orange-striped tom cat watched the three strangers. Especially the dog. His broad, round face looked a bit like a lion, hence his naming. "What's your business?" He sniffed, curious but a bit arrogant at the same time. His words were directed to Flint mostly, but to the mare too, if she cared to listen.

Jennifer looked at Mark as she patted her horse again. "Hello... Do you know of anyone that would want this horse? I have to get rid of her. She is just too much to handle for me nowadays." she said, looking at the mare. She sure hoped Mark knew someone... Or perhaps he could take her? She couldn't really take care of the horse anymore. She was too much these days in her older state.

Flint's ears pricked at the cat's words and his nose quivered intently as he listened. "My mistress needs to get rid of her horse. She decided to come here to do so, or to see if the ranchers knew anyone who would take the horse." he said, answering the cat's question. His tail raised slightly and started wagging as he cocked his head.

He looked at the mare and lifted a hand to give her a pat on the muzzle. His dark eyes were narrowed a bit as he scrutinized the horse, and after a moment of thought, he replied. "Well, we've got plenty of room out here. I'm sure we could keep her here until someone might want to take her. Or if not, we'd just give her a good home in our pastures." He nodded faintly, making up his mind, "Yeah, we can take her. What's her name?"

Lion gazed up at the massive beast, so much larger than himself. "Oh, I see. We've got horses here. Two of them, and then others that come and go." He pointed out, knowing pretty much everything that went on at the Ranch. "You two leaving then?" Now the tabby picked himself up and sat on his haunches.

Jennifer was relieved to hear what Mark said. "Thank you. Her name is Miss Independent. Her name really fits her. I would advise poeple to be careful when riding her, because she can try to take over and sometimes she just doesn't listen. That's why I named her that. I've had her since she was a foal. She is pure Kiger Mustang... By the way, I'm Jennifer, Jen for short." she said, patting the mare again.

Miss Independent lowered her head a bit when Mark patted her. She then snorted, lifting a hindleg to rest her hoof gently on the ground. She sighed, looking around before trying to lower her head so she could eat some grass. But Jen stopped her. It was good for horses to eat when they still had the bit in their mouth. The mare kept trying to but soon stopped once Jen pulled over on the reins. The equine just stood there again, motionless exept for blinkin eyes and a swaying mane and tail.

Flint looked at the cat, head cocking again. "Yes, we will most likely be leaving here for the wild once the horse is put away." he said, looking back up at Jen, ears pricking to hear their strange talking.

He extended a hand to shake, "Mark. Nice to meet you." The man looked upon the mare oncemore before turning back to Jennifer, "Let's lead her to the Barn then and get her situated for the night." Mark turned to lead the two towards the Barn, where the horse stalls were located. He figured it would be best if Jennifer lead the mare their herself before leaving.

Lion licked at his shoulder absently before speaking, "I see. Well it's nice not to be barked at or chased for once." He pointed out, finished with his quick clean and looking back to the dog.