Tristan gave a gentle smile and then resumed his own routine with Fairue. He was a little small for Tristan and his breed was questionable for hunters and equitation; Tristan was more than a little concerned. He brought the gelding out into a grooming area and began brushing and touching him to see his reactivity.

He re-emmerges from the arena,glancing up to see Emily laughs at Looneys antics.Tim couldnt keep himself from grinning at her,Blushing as he realised he was staring.Again.

Tim looks back down to the folder,Taking way more attention in each page than he needed to in a hope to return his face to a normal colour.He glances up again,Following her gaze to another pair of men.Tim felt an immediate Pang of ...Well distaste for them.He couldn't understand what was happening to him as his expression hardens..

"Here you are."

He holds the folder out to her in a lightly sharp manner,Open on the page as he bends down to lift the pile of tack on the floor.Tim gives his gelding a silent glare,Looney returning a guilty nicker.

"Thank you so much," Emily smiled at him once more. Was he... blushing? Couldn't be, he must've been red from the autumn weather. "I hope this will be the last time I have to bother you today."

With that, she began her trek across the arena to the other side of the barn, where her horse was. She had to walk past both of the young men on her way, but she didn't intend to speak to them unless spoken to. She had a thing about new people, she was anxious about her own safety, even in the most comfortable of settings.

She scanned the aisle, looking for her horse in a row of unfamiliar equine faces. In one, she saw a young man, whom she offered a kind smile, but kept going. She finally arrived at her gelding's stall, and peered in as he offered a cheerful nicker. "Hey, friend."

He smiled at Joker. He was going to be a fun horse to work with. He was bit on the smaller side of things but Oskar was fine with that. Today he wouldn’t be able to ride the gelding no matter how he really wanted too. With a smile he ran his hand through Joker’s mane and walked back to go fill up Clive’s water bucket. He had heard someone behind him when he was with Joker but since they hadn’t talked to him he guessed it was just a passer-by. When he got to the Stallion block he heard a clang. It was coming from Clive’s stall. He ran over to it terrified just to find that the roan was just bored, throwing the water bucket around. He sighed, picking the water bucket off the floor he was greeted by a surprised whinny. Clive looked at him ears perked. Oskar knew what the blue roan wanted and grabbed the hay net. He filled the water bucket up and filled the hay net up. Upon his return he received a grunt. “Ungrateful,” he said with a laugh.

He walked outside looking for a empty pasture. He saw one not far from the barn and smiled, Clive would be running off some energy tonight. He decided to put him out in the field before Tristan would ride him, so he hopefully would get a good experience out of Clive. He walked back to the stall and grabbed the dusty black and red lead rope from a hook and clipped it to CliveÂ’s halter. He wasnÂ’t into at first but quickly raised his head to see where he was going. Oskar opened the stall door and began leading him to the pasture.

Suddenly Clive knew what was happening and got excited lip fluttering merrily. Oskar laughed as he opened the gate to the field. Clive eagerly wen through the gate. He neighed asking to be let go. With a smile Oskar un-clipped the lead rope. Clive immediately galloped off, running circles around the field. Oskar laughed as he made sure a trough was filled for the ecstatic stallion.

He returns a small smile,His tired eyes not fully reflecting it though,

"Bother me any time.."

Tim says in a cheerful toneProbably out of earshot as she walks away.He let's a sigh escape him,Bringing Looney from his stable and placing him in the cross ties.Before long the gelding is fully tacked up with his cross country gear.Tim wanted to tour the site,Get to know his way around a little better.Plus a little XC was sure to clear his mind..

Tim pulls on his hat,Clipoing the strap before mounting the now prancing gelding.Looney dances beneath his rider as Tim places his feet in the stirrups and adjusts his seat before letting a little slack go on the reins.Looney bunny hops into a walk,Excitement rushing through the horse's veins like electricity.

"It's a bloody good job I have patience with you mister,Believe me.."

He grunts with an eyeroll,Holding back a chuckle as the gelding lifts his tail,arches his Sooty neck and let's out a booming Whinny.Tim winced a little,how could such a young pony be already so packed with confidence?Maybe more so Arrogance on second thoughts..

-Heather would be out in the show jumping arena with her gelding to give him something to do as they sail over the obstacles as if they were flying over them. Prince tossed his head when he cantered, he enjoyed the thrill of it even though he surely missed competing in shows since he's retired-

Emily had noticed on her sheet a brief mention to both dressage and show jumping, but little about cross country. Was the gelding inexperienced, untrustworthy, even ridden outdoors? Letting her curiosity get the better of her, Emily decided to bring him out for a trail ride. She decided that was far safer then actually riding XC alone, and it was nearly dinner, so she wanted to stay close.

Emily took her time thoroughly grooming the gelding until he was spotless, then began tacking him up. However, she got sidetracked and began cleaning his tack first, so it was well over an hour before she got out on the property.

Swinging a foot into the stirrup, Emily sat in the tack, grabbing her reins comfortably but loosely, and pushed the gelding forward with a tight grip of her leg. She made a left turn, since there appeared to be more to explore that way.

(I promise I had this idea before you wrote Tim doing it, looooll. We can make them suffer again hehe.)

-Heather would notice Emily from the corner of her eye as she just gotten done working with her gelding which he hardly broke a sweat, slowing him down to a smooth halt. The young woman gently patted her gelding's neck before dismounting-

Gabriella smiled as Chance looked up at her with his ears perked. She played her guitar and sang along as she played. Her voice was like honey as she sang. " The story of my life, i take him home, i drive all night to keep him warm and tight." GAbriella sang softly to Chance as he fell asleep.

He smiled as he watched Clive gallop around. He wondered about getting a new horse to be a friend for him. He shook his head, that wasnÂ’t a very good idea since he wasnÂ’t financially covered for that. But the stallion could use a friend, he guessed. Someone would probably put a gelding in with Clive anyway for the night. He turned, hearing a shrill neigh from the finally tuckered stallion. Leave him there a bit longer and heÂ’d be much less frisky.

He walked back to the barn. He was getting kind of hungry and hoped dinner would be soon. It had been a long day for him, settling in and all that. Not like he had done much in his room though. That was it! His roommate mustÂ’ve been there by now! Oskar jogged to the dorms and to his room. He took out his key and opened the door, his roommate wasnÂ’t there but he had obviously been there.

He sighed, guess heÂ’d save it for tonight. He began shuffling through his things. Sorting out old photos and ribbons to put aside with new ones he hoped to get. He took out his laptop and looked around for a place to put it. Shaking his head he decided to deal with it later.