"Yes sir" -Heather politely respond with a kind smile on her face, she gently patted the gelding's neck as he stops nuzzling the man's pocket when he got petted by both him and his owner- "And uh sorry about his silly tactics, he just loves treats even thought he is retired from Eventing" -she said with bit of a laugh-

Tim glances up,Giving a glimmer warm smile and a chuckle before adding,

"Timothy will do."

He nods to the gelding,Hearing her talk about his retirement,

"I'm not Suprised - I used to watch him as a kid.He must be getting on in years now so you're doing a good job in keeping him going hmm?"

Tim says drifting into thought slightly before glancing up to Heather,

"Well I best be checking everyone's here as they come in,I'll start in a few minutes forbodding no body is late."

He gives a nod,Giving Prince a pat on the neck before going with his list to try and learn the names of those already in the arena.

-Heather simply nodded as it meant yes then she returned the smile then she looked away to see if the rest of the other Eventers as Prince was being very patient as he snorts, the young woman patted his neck, letting her mind wonder as she truely wonders if both her & her gelding are being good role models or not-

Emily seemed a little flustered, she had wanted to formally introduce herself and explain her abilities and her specific needs, yet his reckless nature had once again made cause for an awkward feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Emily led both extremely shiny, perfectly muscled, perfectly fit equines into the arena, the pair walking willingly and calmly like a pair of dogs. It was obvious that the larger, leggier bay mare had a much more outgoing personality, whereas the black gelding was more cool, calm, and collected, a seasoned and unbiased schoolmaster.

Emily still didn't have a great feeling about Tim, she wanted to feel special, she enjoyed favoritism when it benefitted her. And it hadn't been off to a good start for the pair. Did he just not care or was he just too overwhelmed to notice how uncomfortable she seemed?

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Eventing riders.

Tim glances toward the door as Emily wanders in,Deciding that must surely be all his class.Still,As his eyes could the 4 riders in the arena he felt an overwhelming pang of fear mixed with nerves churn within his stomach.This Could be harder than he thought..

He clears his throat,brushing his clothes down before looking vaguely In the cluster of rider's direction and marching over with as much authority as he could manage,

"Welcome,Eventing Crew.Hope everyone's journey was kind to them.Im Timothy Blue - Your instructor for the next few months,Although i believe I'll be gaining help from the Dressage and Jumping instructors too."

He pauses,His eye flitting to each rider individually as he tried to memorize faces to names,

"For future reference I'm also here as a councillor of support,Whether it is Evenitng related or not.Im also specified to cater to individual needs - So if needed feel free to approach me at any time as I don't bite."

He gives a nod,gripping the riding crop a little tighter in his right hand out of nerves.He'd figured the crop would give an obvious authoritive appearance,And he could give it a good thwack onto his boot if thinga got out of hand.Tim gives a quiet shaky breath before continuing,

Tim gives them all a warm look,His blue eyes however showing his nerves of having such a large group.And they weren't far off his own age which gave an edge to his panic.He wanders off to move a few of the cross poles to make room,trying to regain his composure before the lesson continued any further.

Emily could see right through Tim's attempts at an authoritative impression--he was shaking like a leaf. As his eyes met hers, she gave him a warm smile. She was far more calm in groups than he, apparantly.

Once the other riders were mingling, Emily approached Tim once more. "So, are we going to be riding the horses, or are they just here so you know who is who?" Then, with a bit of a sheepish smile, she added, "and forgive me if I'm overstepping, but there's nothing wrong with having a young, fun trainer. You don't have to mimic the older teaching style--lots of people enjoy getting a different kind of riding education that's less boring and black and white." Without dropping the sheepish smile, she continued, "I'm a licensed instructor too, I'm just chasing some dreams that got destroyed a long time ago."

The instructor jumps much more dramatically than her voice deserved,The shock taking his breath for a second.Okay so he really was bricking this.

He turns to listen,actually taking in fully what she was saying.Tim stops to think,Calming slightly as he could clearly interpret she had seen through his "stern" attempts to stay collected.He gives a gentle nod,Giving an appreciative look at her and pausing,

"You Are?"

He questions,Feeling a new respect for her.She and Him had had similar goals,They had just done them in opposite orders.Tim was visibly alot calmer now,shoulders relaxing back as he moved the last pole into a line trot width apart.

"Well it was a meet up - But I figured why not get you all working straight off hmm?"

He glances back at her,Almost consulting in her opinion.Tim couldnt really explain why he did,She just had that affect.

"Besides,We dont take Slackers here."

He grunts in a mock military tone,Thwacking his boot with the crop before tossing it to the side lines as a chuckle escaped him.She was right.Tim was a young Instructor and He should bloody well act like one!

He walks back toward the group,This time with a better posture.Tim glances back toward Emily,Just to ensure she was following too of course.

(Emily is going to have to put one foot on each horse LMAO xD )

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: same

Gabriella and Luke rode over to a croud. Gabriella tookk a deep breath as she thought she was going to be riding with Heather. She patted Chance who was falling asleep next to Red and Luke. Luke looked at his phone then shut it off and put it in his back pocket.

When he had finally put Clive away he walked back over to the arena. Sitting down he watched intrigued by how many there were.

Emily gave a small grin, he was super goofy. She had completely escaped the idea that the pair would have a professional relationship by this point. They were the same age, they might as well act like friends. It was obvious he trusted her, which gave her a great sense of pride and confidence going in. Although it was awkward that she found herself attracted to his humorous, vibrant energy, she'd live. It could be so much worse.

"Sounds fantastic to me, except..." Emily gestured to her two mounts, "which one do you want to see now? Magik is my upper level schoolmaster, I bought him from Reid Harrison as a seven year old because he didn't have the time to rehab him before the Olympics, he's brought me up to three star stuff. Then, Mya, here, is only six, she's about to debut in the three star stuff soon. She has potential to get up to the Olympic level for sure, I'm just not rushing her. She's a bit, how do you say, exuberant..."