Lovey Sticker

So this one didn't turn out the greatest but I still think it's cute. I thought Harley would like someone who is kinda hapy like her to so I made my MelonBall her new friend while I am drawing her. (The shio has sailed) Anyways, now for a story. Please bear with me it has been awhile since I pulled a story out of my butt.

    Harley paced along her fence line. She didn't enjoy being alone in a paddock, nor one in a unfamiliar place. AvarairStables had sent their beloved mare to Zaskow-Stables for a little touch up training with the well known trainer, Michael. She would taking a few refresher courses as well as some more advanced courses. The little mare was not excited for that. Before long she had her chance to show her distaste in the idea of working for someone she didn't know.
    Michael attempted to approach the fence with a lead and halter, just to be lashed at the fierce Drakehest. He understood the mare's discomfort, but he had already given her a week to adjust to the new environment and he did not want to have to keep this horse for any longer than he had to. Michael decided enough was enough. While he adjusted the rope halter he walked towards a barn just out of the mare's sight. Before long, Harley was taking agast as Michael led a large grulla peafowl Nordanner stallion to her paddock. The towering stallion almost bounced next to Michael occasionally nibbling his hair. Harley wondered how a horse could be so happy here.
    She stapped away from the gate as the stallion was led in, mostly due to the fact that Michael expertly kept the stallion between himself and the mare. As soon as the gate was shut, the stallion turned to Harley. He walked towards her slowly. His green eyes were piercing and Harley felt her heartbeat raise. She wasn't sure if it was due to such a large stallion almost stalking her or if it was something else entirely. When the mare thought her lungs were about to burst the stallion turned away and went along the fence line and started to pace. 
    The shock on Harley's face was apparent. She wanted, no NEEDED, to know what that was all about. She slowly approached the stallion who since stopped pacing and started to graze on the green grass that showed vivedly against the white posts he decided to eat near. Harley watched him for a moment before clearing her throat.
    "Excuse me?" The mare's whole demeanor had seemed to change. 
    The stallion raised his head, "Yes?" His voice was thick and deep. Harley wished he would have said more.
    "What was that about? The whole staring me down." Harley tried to tone her voice to sound like she was more upset than curious.
    "I had to gauge if you were dangerous," the stallion looked her up and down for a moment, "or just grumpy. I have concluded that you are just grumpy." He raised he head to the point where the mare had to look up at him.
    "Well don't you think that is understandable? I want to go home. I don't want to be here. I usually am not like this. I am one of the happiest mares I know." She saw the stallion roll his eyes and scoff. "What?" The little mare exclaimed.
    "If you want to see an eternally happy mare you should be penned up with Mira, instead of me. I am just the huggy stallion that puts other horses in their place."
    "What do you mean by 'huggy'?" Harley's interest was peaked.
    "If you must know I enjoy hugging my humans. They seem to enjoy it as well. Life here is really easy if we all work together in trying to please the other. I work for them and they treat me well, tenfold." The stallion sighed and lowered to begin grazing again but lifted his head again, "What is your name, even?"
    "Harlequin Romance is my show name but mostly call me Harley. And yours?" The mare took a step closer. 
    The stallion looked down, "At shows, I am introduced as A Desire for Melons, but at the grounds I am called MelonBall by my humans."
    "Well, MelonBall," Harley smiled, "if you can promise me that I will be treated well here, I promise to behave." MelonBall just nodded in reply.

    A few weeks had passed and Harley found herself enjoying her lessons, more so for the fact that after she was turned out to graze with MelonBall. His bulkiness soon became a steady and calming appearence in her stay at this stable so far from home, but before she knew it, it was time for her to return to her own home. Few words were spoke between herself and Melon as Harley's owner came to take her home. Harley turned one last time to the stallion and tucked her head underneath his own.
    "Would you hug me like you do your humans?" Harely's questions was responded by a pressure on her own neck. She sighed before returning to her owners and heading back to her home.

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Harely- AvarairStables 
Melon and art- me
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