Heather Proudstorm | 17 | Beginner | Nightmare "Prince" | Mentions: All

Heather would be a bit lost in thought, her eyes focusing on the sky a bit since she lead both her horse and her dog over to the patch of grass, off the gravel of the parking lot. This place is so huge and quite...rich looking. I wonder if Mom is proud of me...I know that my stupid step father isn't but he has no say in what I want to do. Prince would be munching on the grass but he stayed kinda close to the young girl while the German Shepherd curiously looked around, standing next to the brunette until movement caught his eye. Looking straight at what caught his attention, his tail started going as happy vocalized whimpers started to sound out of his muzzle, showing no signs of aggression unlike the Gelding who just now raised his head to look over, already pinning his ears as he loudly snorted as if it was enough to snap the girl out of her thoughts. "Hm?"

The brunette turned her head, glancing over to see what they were both looking at. Raising an eyebrow, gently petting the large equine's neck while keeping a firm grip on his lead, doing her best to calm the agitated equine down.

Alden Camden | M: Heather

Running a hand through his thick hair, Alden glanced at his sister that was attempting an introduction with a man he hadn't seen before. He assumed it may be a new student and decided to let her do her thing. While she was talking to the dark haired male, she looked past his shoulder and Alden followed her gaze to a lone girl standing in the parking lot. He sighed through his nose and got the hint immediately. With his siter being busy he would have to handle other new comers to the stable.

Long legs carried the tall male towards the distracted girl, and noticed the reaction from her horse before he had even got close. Eyeing the pinned ears and annoyed posture, he was wise enough to get take the hint. He stopped at a distance that was good enough for talking casually, but far enough that he could dodge if the horse lunged at him.

Alden kept his demeanor relaxed in hopes that the horse wouldn't grow more agitated than it already was, hands in his pockets as he smiled at the girl. "Welcome to Belle View. The name's Alden. Did you miss introductions?"

Startled by another new face and his brazen introduction, Brooke was almost taken aback by his forwardness. Normally she'd be the one bringing the energy to the room, but this man seemed to embody it and put her to shame, despite all of her years of practice. She accepted his handshake while answering his question, "Why yes, I'm Brooke. Pleasure to meet you, Keelan." Heat seared her cheeks when her eyes met his, and it took all of her willpower to not tear her hand out of his firm grip.

Trying to shake off her sudden awkwardness, Brooke smoothly took back her hand and raised it to cover her eyes from the blinding sun that was now in the middle of the sky. She looked at it briefly before looking to Keelan again. "It's about time that most of the student's were situated in their stalls and rooms. But most of their introductions were completed about an hour ago." Trying not to ramble, the ebony haired female that was usually composed was now appearing rather flustered when talking to the man in front of her.

She waved a hand in front of her face as she cleared her thoughts. "You're more than welcome to take today to get acquainted with the grounds. I'm sure you've checked out the map provided on the website for making your way through the stables, but I can answer any questions. The students don't start lessons until tomorrow, but Alden and I will be riding with Joslyn in about an hour or so if you'd like to join us." Brooke tried to sum all of the information as neatly as she could, but could not help but become even more red from her fumbling words. She was barely halfway through the day and was already mentally exhausted.

Heather watched the tall male approach her while continuing to keeping the gelding calm, the brunette was kinda small compared to the equine because of his height. Prince didn't seem very pleased with Alden's presence while Toby on the other hand didn't mind the man's presence at all, the dog's tail continued to wag while he stayed seated next to Heather's left side since the tall horse was on her right side.

When Alden finished speaking, the young girl gave a shy smile. "I guess so, I didn't realized that I got here late. I'm sorry." She nervously apologized, keeping a firm grip on the gelding's lead rope.

"I'm Heather. It's a pleasure to meet you, Alden." She politely introduced herself, she had her hands full since she isn't able to shake hands with the man at the moment. Prince's muscles relaxed a tad bit but his ears remained pinned against his skull with narrowed eyes.

Brooke waved farewell to Keelan and sighed, bringing her fingers to rest on her nose as she mentally dragged herself back together. She had to remind herself to keep her manners in check and immediately straightened her back, turning to walk confidently into the leftside barn to begin tacking up Red for her lesson.

Noticing her absent brother, Brooke assumed he was still handling the new girl she saw earlier. Hopefully he was handling it properly... Since Alden was busy and time was of essence, she went to Chance's stall and slid his door open. The gelding popped his head up in alarm before recognizing the black haired female, he then went on to ignore her and munched on his hay. She grabbed his leather halter and forced it onto the unwilling bay gelding. Struggling to drag the boy out of his stall, she let out a huff after managing to slam the door after him when he stepped into the aisle.

Brooke grumbled under her breath about what a pain the ass Chance was, as much as she loved on her brother's gelding, he was a glutton for food. She finally managed to grab and halter Red in her stall, much to the mare's annoyance at having to deal with Chance's poking. Brooke led the two horses down the aisle and brought them into two grooming stalls; Red on the right and Chance on the left. She left the two to go grab her grooming supplies and hoped that the two wouldn't fight while she was busy.

Alden Camden | Student | M: Heather

Alden noticed Heather's shyness and tried to keep a friendly smile, he wondered if he was coming across as weird. He gestured behind him and said, "The leftside barn has a board in the tackroom that shows assigned stalls and pastures. There are some stalls that are free for you to choose from, if you want to go and claim a good spot before others do." Unlike his sister, who liked to hear herself talk, Alden preferred to keep his sentences short and to the point. "If you have any questions you can talk to an instructor or one of the managers."

Placing his hands in his pockets, he nodded goodbye and started to leave towards the left barn. Before he was halfway there, he threw over his shoulder, "It was nice meeting you, Heather." Confident strides brought him past the large double doors of the barn and down the aisle to Chance's stall. He saw it empty and went to check the cross ties, thinking that Brooke had already retrieved the gelding.

When he stopped in front of the grooming stalls, he watched as Chance lunged at Red across the wooden beam separating the two. A loud squeal ricocheted through the barn, the mare throwing her head back in dismay. The tall male shook his head at their antics and decided to ignore them as he turned on his heel to go into the tack room.

Brooke Camden | Assistant Manager | M: Anthea

Lithe hands gathered her grooming supplies that were safely stored in her wooden "locker". There were ten of them aligned on the wall, each one assigned to a boarder or student. The lockers were built into the inner most wall of the tack room, with the pasture and stall board on the opposite side. There were mutliple benches situated throughout the room for riders to change their footwear or lounge around in their free time. A similar room is located in the righthand barn, mirroring the layout of this one.

After grabbing her tote bag full of the necessary supplies, Brooke left the tack room through the open doorway and passed her brother on her way out. She noticed Anthea standing around looking lost, a lead in her hands. Nodding when the girl spoke, Brooke dropped her bag next to the wall where Red stood in the cross ties. "Alden, tack up Red for me?" Alden popped his head out of the tack room long enough to acknowledge her question before disappearing.

Brooke led Anthea back out to her horse, taking in the intricate wood architecture they walked past. She adored the design of the stable. It made her feel warm and cozy, despite how it might make one feel claustrophobic from the dark hues of the wood beams and floors.

When they finally walked outside, Brooke took a deep breath to take in the afternoon air. Her eyes scanned the paddocks and noticed all of the horses currently turned out appeared content and happy. Her boots clicked as they made way through the parking lot and trudged across the freshly mowed grass. She nodded to Anthea to follow her when she opened the heavy gate of the Friesian's paddock.

She brought her fingers to her lips and let out a shrill whistle. The black Friesian in the distance perked his head and came trotting over curiously. Fishing into her pockets, Brooke brought out a couple of horse biscuits and turned to Anthea with a wink. "Whenever you go to grab them from their pasture, bring treats. They come running and learn to associate being "caught" as a positive instead of a negative." The ebony haired female gestured for the girl to halter him, waiting to see if she knew how to put it on the stallion.