|anthony_crowley (anthony_crowley) wrote in ridgewayresort,|
@ 2011-04-08 22:05:00
|Entry tags:||anthony j crowley|
Who: Crowley and Brittany
When: Early in the morning
Where: The stables
What: Freeing the horses
Status: In Progress
Whistling quietly, Crowley went from one horsebox to the next. He had just strolled around and saw the stables. Neither guests nor employees were around. Temptation filled Crowley’s mind and who was he to ignore it? He wandered into the stables and the smell of horses wrapped around him immediately. He cocked up an eyebrow at the horses that looked mildly interested at him.
He had opened one box after the other and then scared the animals out of the box and onto the grounds. Maybe he should join Greenpeace? Crowley chuckled at the thought of what Zira would say to that. He would probably blame it on the ineffability.
“Hello, fellow,” he hissed, sounding more like a snake than a human. “Wanna go for a walk?” He looked at the tallest horse in the stable as the animal shied away.