This rp is for only Wild Warmbloods and Sky Stables. You are free to read but please no posting :) thanks!

I'll go ahead and do my info :)

Abby Miller

18

Copper hair. Hazel eyes. 5'6. Wears mostly leggings or jeans with a T-Shirt or sweatshirt

Insecure about most everything about herself. Lives on a farm with her parents and would kill to own her own horse. Rides almost daily. Western rider. Barrel races. Hyper most of the time and gets bored easily. Funny but not a lot. Kind. Quiet unless she knows you. Loves to draw or sing. Has amazing singing voice but almost never sings infront of someone.

Cremello American Quarter Horse. Four socks. Irregular blaze. Blue eyes.
Dream Personality

Slightly Highstrung. Kind. Loves to run. Good with kids. Strong Bonding abilities. Comfortable ride. Not easily spooked.

(Ima make a new character that ain't Tyler lol)

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Ok :) sounds good. Start?

Abby walked into the barn her parents partially owned. She breathed in the sweet smell of hay and the scent of horses. She loved them. She walked up to Fly Away, a chestnut Quarter Horse mare. She let the mare and continued down the stalls, petting each horse while she made her way to the feed room. She collected everyone's buckets and managed to bring all of them to the aisle to set them down. She fed everyone and hung out beside Fly, waiting for her to finish. The bossy mare had to be let out first or else she would nip at the other mares, but she was the slowest eater. The other horses bumped their buckets and pawed at the doors, snorting impatiently. Fly had just finished her bucket when the grooms walked in. "Like clockwork" one said as he collected some of the halters and lead ropes. Another one chuckled and grabbed a few from the first one, making his way to two twin horses. He clicked the lead ropes to their halters and walked them out to the courtyard to wait for Abby and Fly. Abby took the halter from another groom and fastened it onto Fly Away, leading her out of her stall and into her pasture. The other horses were soon turned out also. Abby stood at the fence and watched the horses stretch their legs.

(takes a deep breath) A black dualie 1 ton Chevrolet SIlverado flatbed pickup pulled into the drive, tugging a 3 horse trailer behind it. The truck came to a slow halt, and a tall, handsome man got out. Ryker Rilo Rivera had spent years with horses, and a new start at a new stable seemed like just the thing he needed. Striding around to the back, he clipped the leadrope on a horse, opening the back and backing the horse out. A beautiful seal brown roan stallion tossed his mane as he backed out, looking around with wide eyes. "Calm down, Sir." Ry laughed and led the horse into the stable. He found a stall had been reserved for him, so he put Serpant's Shadow in it and proceeding to unload tack. After everything was unloaded he grabbed a dark green bucket and filled it with water, then grabbed a couple flakes of hay from a square bale and put both in Serpant's stall. After his horse was taken care of he got back in the truck, repositioned it out of the way, backing the trailer into a narrow slot, then got out. Ryker grabbed a single backpack, the only luggage he owned, and looked around for someone not busy to tell him where to go. A girl at the fence caught his eye, so he walked over. "Hello. My name is Ryker Rivera- this is my first time at the stable, and I reserved a cabin. I was wondering if you could point me in the right direction to get the keys?" He greeted the girl with a friendly smile.

Abby noticed the truck pull into the driveway. The guy seemed to know what he was doing, so she let him be. She ignored the untreated mares pushing her out of the way and lived on her favorite mare, Fly Away. Her first born, Cast Away, was in a different pasture. The colt was a pregnancy that was not planned. Away I Go, a prize Quarter Horse stallion that had since left for his outrageous behavior, had jumped his pasture and mated with her while she was in quarantine. Abby was deep in thought, wondering how Cast Away was. She hadn't seen him in a few weeks. Just as she was about to make her way over, the guy with the truck walked up. "Oh. Hi. I'm Abby" she said shyly. "Your cabin is this way." She turned and walked up to the cabin that was just to the side of the main house. It was at the bottom of the hill while the house was at the top. The owners lived in the house while everyone else lived at the bottom. Her parents lived somewhere else, but she stayed with her best friend in the house. "Hold on a second" she said as she ran towards the house. "Jess! Where's the keys? JESSICA!" She yelled, rushing up the hill with great endurance. She had run this route many times before. Her best friend, a tall blonde, popped out the door and stared at the guy. "Oh he's cute!" She whispered. " you should get him" she said. "No. Hard pass. No thank you" Abby said. Running back down the soft hill and placing the keys in his hand. "Sorry. Wasn't prepared. Here ya go" she stepped back so she could look at him without hurting her neck. He was so tall. She looked away. "Hope you get acquainted well. See you at the barn" she quickly turned and walked back to Cast Away's stall

Ryker hiked the backpack up a little higher on his shoulder. "Nice to meet you, Abby." He commented politely. He was good at putting on this fake face- he'd pretend to be all friendly and confident, but really, he didn't like talking to new people. This girl seemed nice, though... and it was high time that he find a friend. He had been pretty much hiding from the world for forever, and hadn't had a real friend since he was in 2nd grade. Waiting as the shorter girl went and called another, Ry let his dark blue eyes wander around, though he couldn't help but here the whispered comments. After spending so much time in the silence, his hearing was rather good. He rubbed the back of neck, looking a bit embarrassed, especially at Abby's words. "Er, thanks. I will. See you." He ducked his head, taking the keys and walking towards the cabin she had formerly pointed to. Entering it, Ry unpacked his couple things.

Abby felt a little embarrassed for leaving him like that but she didn't care. She called Fly Away's owner and got permission to ride Fly Away -although the owner claimed she didn't need to ask every time- Abby immediately collected the mare, groomed and tacked her and took her out to the arena. She warmed her in a few laps then got her into the chute. The mare pranced, raring to go. At her que, the mare shot forward, turning around all three barrels flawlessly and galloping at record breaking speed back to the chute. Abby took deep breaths that rivaled the horses and walked her down. She didn't want to run her too much should she get tired of running them. Fly Away would never get bored though, because running was her life. She loved to run patterns. She even made her own pattern in her pasture and would run it when she felt playful

Ryker walked around his cabin for a moment before deciding it was time to go see Serpant. He ran a hand through his hair before walking out and back up the hill towards the barn. His stallion would need a good workout to get used to the place, so Ry was prepared to ride. He entered the barn and grabbed a brush and a dark green halter with golden stitching across the side that read *Serpant's Shadow*. Leasing the stallion out and clipping on the crossties, Ry gave an adequate brushing, picked hooves, and went to go get his saddle. Not really cheap but definitely not expensive, it was just a normal brown leather western saddle with some simple leather tooling. A bridle came next, with long leather reins that had green leather around them for grip. After Serpant was all tacked up, Ryker led the horse out and mounted, going to the second arena. He mounted the stallion, easily warming up before doing some pleasure excersices. Serpant had his head down, he was relaxed, and he was doing the perfect jog. After loping both ways, Ry brought the horse to a walk, dismounted, and set up the barrel pattern. A little fun to exercise Serpant. Mounting again, Ryker could tell the stallion was excited- he was prancing around much more energetically. After lining Serpant off Ry simply bumped with his heels and they were off like a shot. Expertly shifting his weight to get the full speed from the horse, Serpant galloped around at a nice pace, though no where near some of the faster horses.