Gabrielle: ~Pulling her scarf a bit tighter around her neck, locking in the warmth then tugging her hat down further over her ears she knows she's ready to bare the cold just on the other side of the stall doors. The storm has kicked up something wicked and her mare is dying for a run. Smiling at Tess as she throws her a pair of gloves~ Here sis, you'll need these, it's colder then it looks. I know your hot under the color but that wind chill will bite down on you in an instant. ~ Tess's mate Dante has pushed her buttons tonight, and Gabby thought a walk with the beast would do her some good, you know..put a little perspective into things, their mates can be hot heads and each of the breedmates know when they need to just simply take a walk~

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