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Hunter Downing | 24 | Noble | Tim, Emily, Savannah
Hunter shrugged, “At least he’s got a nice one!” nodding towards Boomer. He continued walking down the aisle before noticing his stall that was labeled for him and Noble. He stepped over the edge of the stall doorway and began untacking. Noble stood quietly, sniffing the air with all the new scents around him. Hunter patted his neck before closing the stall door and setting his grungy, old tack outside the door. “This sure doesn’t match here,” he mumbled to himself. He wondered just how much he would actually get along with the people here. They all seemed so well off. At the same time, he didn’t really care. Noble could be social all he wanted, but Hunter wasn’t very much like that.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Open
-Heather was still passed out on her bed as she didn't want to wake up from how comfortable she was-
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Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | The Chanler | M: Tim Emily Savanna
GAbriella walked out of the house and went to Chances stall. She saw three people standing by some horses stall's. She stood up tall and she opened Chance's stall door. She got him out and took him to the cross tie. She went and got her grooming box then started grooming him.
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Mirabelle Jackson | 19 | Meadow Of Roses | Open
Mirabelle giggled, as Rose started sniffing her pockets. "Sorry girl, I don't have anything to give you." Mirabelle slightly pushed Roses head away, her British accent coming out as she talked. She smiled at her horse and gave Rose a quick kiss on her muzzle.
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Hunter Downing | 24 | Noble
Hunter Walked past the group of people standing in the barn and made his way to his pick-up. He pulled out his suitcase and the small kennel that was in the cab. “Hi, little one,” he murmured to the tiny kitten inside. “Let’s get you some food, okay?” He made his way to the house, holding the kennel close to him. He searched the hallway until he finally found his room number. He quietly used his key to open the door and stepped inside, too focused on the kitten to shut the door behind him. Gently, he set the kennel down on his bed before plugging in the heat pad that was keeping her warm. He reached into his extra bag that had the formula inside. He walked into the bathroom, putting formula and water into the bottle. After it was warm enough, he gently pulled the week old tabby out and sat on his bed against the wall. She let out a soft cry before finding the nipple of the bottle and suckling away. Hunter looked down at her with admiration. He’d found her in a box on the road only days before heading out for White Oaks and couldn’t bear the thought of leaving her stranded.
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Oskar Brins | 20 | Ashes of War | Everyone near the barn
He walked inside and saw a lot of people, some he had seen in line and some new. He smiled to them and glanced back to see what they were looking at. Laughing a bit he found the saddle rack that had his name and horse on it. Putting the saddle on it, he turned to watch he spectacle that was happening outside.
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Mirabelle Jackson | 19 | Meadow Of Roses | Open
Mirabelle started braiding the French Trotters mane. It was what she usually did with Rose, brush her and braid her mane. She had a small smile on her face while braiding the mares mane.
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Timothy Blue / EI / Looney + Boomer / Emily,Open.
The bay begins to fidget beside him,nudging at his arm impatiently.Tim pushes his nose away,rolling his eyes gently.He glances over the young lady again,Almost in disbelief at the fact she was a student before speaking, "Well,Somebody is dying to do some jumping - Can't say I blame him." He says,Looping his arm through the Geldings reins and starting to head toward the arena, "-Oh..Nice to meet you." Tim adds,shooting a charming smile which he was oblivious to as Boomer pranced like a colt beside him.Timothy couldn't help but chuckle at the veteran's antics,glad to see he was eager to jump as his rider. Edited at August 14, 2019 02:52 PM by Flipperruby30
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Open
-Heather woke up from her sleep and yawned, getting out of bed as she stretched. She heads out of the dorm and walks over to the barn, she sets foot into the barn as if on cue, Prince immediately poked his head out of his stall as she was greeted by his soft whinny- "Hey boy, staying out of trouble?" -She said this as Prince rubs his big head against her as she was wearing her soft sweater, she laughed a bit as she firmly stood her ground- "You big goof" -she said while petting him when he stopped rubbing his head against her-
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Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | The Chanler | M: Open GAbriella was grooming Chance and singing to her favorite song quietly. Once she was done grooming she undid the cross ties and hopped on Chance then rode out to one of the arenas and turned on her music. Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Oskar
Luke watch GAbriella warm up and he smiled as she walked into the arena. Luke noticed Oskar in front of the barn. He smiled and nodded to him as he walked into the barn and went over to Red's stall. "hey big boy." Luke said to the big stallion as he got him out with his black halter.
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