| |
|
Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Liz, Aria, Savannah, Tristan . -Heather would be leading her mare towards the wash stalls to get her cleaned up from training the mare over the jumps, she would be hiding on the other side of the 17hhs mare when she saw the others but she didn't stop for a chit chat or anything as she takes Mystery into the one of the opened wash stalls then she starts untacking the mare, setting the tack down on the tile floor while Mystery stood still but she was very curious of their surroundings- |
|
|
| |
|
Savannah Storm | 17 | E | Avatar | Aria Savannah halted abruptly as the brunette appeared beside her. Turning slowly to face her, she gazed at Aria with an unreadable expression in her eyes. Irritation? Contempt? Embarrassment? Whatever it was, Savannah stared at Aria for a moment, her hair hanging over her shoulder. "Sure." Her green eyes glanced towards the floor, before returning to the girl's face. "Name?" She unlatched Mozart's stall, the mask still over her face. Picking up a worn curry comb, she began grooming the pony, long, slightly vicious strokes across his body. The piebald's eyes closed softly; he loved being brushed. The teenager was brisk, quickly untangling his mane before clipping a lead to his halter. |
|  |
|
| |
|
Kholo Mzi | 33 | D & NH | Erin, Noah Kholo looked up as Erin walked into the arena, Zeus following adoringly behind. A small smile flickered on her face, before being replaced with professional authority. The Oldenburg had always held a special place in her heart, partly because he was a parting gift from Baz, and mainly because of his sweet nature. Squaring her shoulders, Kholo flicked her eyes towards the tack. Something seemed different...she didn't own a blue numnah...did she? She shook her head slightly, trying to clear her thoughts. "Cold day for a ride, isn't it?" she said as the teen neared her, a welcoming smile dancing on her face. "Don't think I've met you yet." She reached out her hand in a firm shake. "Kholo. Owner of this beautiful place," she said, gesturing to the peaceful facilities. "You are?" She could picture him from his application, but couldn't quite put her finger on his name. Eric? Aaron? She could practically see his name on the schoolhorses' board, written in her slanting style. |
| |
|
| |
|
Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Open . -Heather finished brushing the mare down as she got the mare cleaned up before putting her away in her stall that's next door to Prince, she quietly sighed to herself as she looked into her large gelding's dreamy dark brown eyes- "Today the day bud" -she softly said as she got her 3 day eventing sets of gear loaded up in her trailer as she places his red nylon halter on before clipping his lead rope to his halter, taking him out of the stall as she looks at Mystery as she wasn't sure of who would be willing looking after her mare even though she never liked to bug anyone. She gently petted the mare's muzzle as she gently smiled at her- "We'll be back soon girl, be good for me" -The young woman felt Mystery gently & sweetly nuzzle her with her muzzle before Heather started leading Prince out of the barn to get him loaded up- |
|
|
| |
|
Aria|W|M: Savannah Aria was a little taken aback at the sharpness of the girl's tone but smiled brightly. "Aria Willis. Thank you for helping me." She scratched Ruby's nose and stroked her hair, the mare's face surprisingly soft and pillowy. The cremello looked a tad annoyed but let the teen do her thing, flicking her ears forward as she softly nickered at the brunette. (Sorry this is so short. I felt like this is kinda just a connector to the meat of the story lol) |
|
|
| |
|
Erin | 19 | D | M: Kholo, Open As he entered the arena, he anxiously fiddled with the reins in his fingers. Both the horse beside him, the instructor, any other attending riders, and the entire property were one hundred percent new to him. The small bit of contentment he had previously gathered fled in an instant, once again replaced with bad scenarios and other worrying thoughts. Hearing Kholo's voice snapped him out of his head. To her first words, he gave a small nod and temporarily averted his gaze to the ground until she spoke again, in which he looked back up at her. Attempting to push away his timid bits, he shook her hand and offered a weak smile. "Erin." He replied quietly. |
|
|
| |
|
Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Erin, Kholo (both directly), Open . -Heather lead Prince out of the barn as the large, mascular gelding calmly but confidently walked beside his rider. Even though he had a few grey hairs since he's getting up in age, he can still compete since he's in very good shape, the young woman lead her gelding over to the grass before she stops in her tracks while he starts eating the fresh green patch of grass that he found. Heather couldn't help but worry about Mystery as she didn't want to leave the mare alone with no one to take care of her but she wasn't very sure of who to turn to at this point since it felt like everyone was busy with their own thing- "What am I gonna do..." -Heather very quietly said to herself before looking over at the dressage arena to see Erin & Kholo while her mind slowly pulls her away from reality- |
|
|
| |
|
Noah | HJ/E | Erin, Heather, Kholo . Noah gave the man a bright smile, then scowled at the barn manager, affectionately known as Grouchy Woman to him. His face soon brightened into a smile again as he rode closer to the pair. "Kholo, that's my friend! We're like... so close. So close. Right, A-A-ron?" He stretched up in the tack, the bay gelding pinning his ears indifferently as Noah adjusted his leg position and stretched prior to the lesson beginning. . "What are we gonna do today? Half-passes? Pirouettes? Piaffes?" As his attention was once again drawn away from the one person it should have been on, Noah's blatant, transparent expressions cowered into suspicion. "Heather! What are you doing? Why do you look like you're going somewhere other than this lesson?" |
|  |
|
| |
|
Tristan | HJCT | Liz . "A barn? Do you know how many of those there are here?" Sighing once more, he glanced out the barn door from where he was in his temperature-controlled office, happily printing off show forms for the weekend to come. He was planning on bringing Noah and a few others to a local schooling show for a bit of practice, and so the horses could be acclimated to new jumps. "Look, Kholo's busy right now. She's in a lesson that just started. Was there something specific you needed from her?" |
| |
|
| |
|
Alexa Gale | H/E/SJ | Open . Alexa worked dutifully to fasten the girth of her broad, gorgeous chestnut gelding, his head moving regally towards and away from her at the prospect of carrots. Every once in a while a bright smile reached her face, but quickly was wiped away as she worked towards her next task with a sobered discipline. . A gorgeous dressage saddle sitting atop a flawless equine whose aura was so regal he seemed unreal, everything from Alexa's clothing to her horse screamed money. She led him out to the mounting block beside the barn they resided in, sliding her shiny black boots into their stirrups as she strode towards the dressage arena, Ace's long, well-built legs covering ground in record time. . While the horses had been at White Oaks for about a week, Alexa had only gotten there yesterday, her responsibilities shrugged off on her personal groom. This would be her first ride at the stable as well as her first lesson, and she was eager to see the riding skills of the other riders--if she had any competition. |
| |
|
Light Rain then Clearing Overnight
