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Anastasia Greyson (Anne) | Female | 26yrs | Rider | M: Taz, Keelan, Open . Grabbing a squirt bottle Anne squirted Taz's tail with it's contents suppose to help de-tangle his hair but half way through spreading it through she heard someone speak, Looking up she spotted Keelan "Morning, Yeah this is Mr Tazzy boy so far settling in well" She smiled. Seeing him look at her for approval to pat him she nodded slightly and watched Taz enjoy the pats leaning into them a little. Focused on Taz again she began brushing through his tail after picking some straw from it . Looking over at Keelan talking she listened to what he said, "Yeah, Sure I'd go when is that?" She asked pleased to join in on a couple things here to settle in more. . Tazzy Land (Taz) | Stallion | 5yrs | SJ | M: Anne, Keelan, Open . Taz watched as a man approached and was talking with his owner, He placed his foot down more interested in this new to him human. Taz sniffed the mans hand he put out for him and allowed him to pat him leaning in a little enjoying the pats, After he stepped away Taz turned his head trying to look at Anne who was brushing out his tail but soon relaxed again and glanced around at the others. . Reinas Chamber (Reina) | Mare | 14yrs | SJ | M: Open . Going further back into her stall Reina flicked her tail at her sides as the fly from before was still buzzing around, Feeling it land on her flank she pinned her ears back and bit her side just missing the pesky fly. Hearing it go else where she bent her front legs and laid down to roll around a bit, Stopping to rest on her side she snorted and relaxed there. |
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Heather Storm | 22yrs | Female | Eventing Rider | M: Eclipse, Etria, Alila, Open Heather would hear a faint hello, the brunette turned her head to where she heard the other rider's voice but she continued to pet Etria's face gently while playing with the mare's forelock a bit. She would be wearing a faint stone blue tank top with a print of a Chestnut horse and a white horse with black hair running on the front of her top, black riding breeches with black riding boots. The brunette would have her hair tie around her left wrist. Curiously looking the other rider up and down. "Hi, I'm guessing your new here?" The brunette finally spoke with a curious tone settling in her voice. |
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Alila (Ali) - 19 yr old- owner of Sig- M-open - Alila heaved a sigh of releif, happy to see somebody to talk to. Slowly approaching this woman, she surveyed her quickly and took in the curious face and pretty brunette hair. "Hey." she introduced herself, sticking her hand out. "I'm Ali, nice to meet you." She said, letting the gorgeous mare sniff her a little before giving her a gentle pat on her neck. "And yes, i'm new here. Just got here a little while ago." She explained, looking around the barn a little. The woman looked a little older than her, only by a few years she guessed. But she seemed nice enough, welcoming and friendly. Alila was glad to find somebody around. Her next priority was to find one of the trainers or owners of the yard. But for now, she was quite happy to explore a little. |
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Keelan O'Brien | Owner/Dressage Instructor | M: Everyone, Anne, vaguely Ali Keelan grins, “We can start tomorrow on group preparations tomorrow, but today is going to be a lot of introductory stuff with your trainers. I hope you enjoy your experience here.” With that, he nods his head and makes his way to the front of the barn. He spotted a couple of new riders. The first he noticed, a young woman with striking red hair, seemed to have just settled her horse into the stall. A thought flashed through his mind and he hurries back to his office. Although it wasn’t an emergency per se, the intercom system would make things easier. He settles into his chair, picking up the small microphone beside his computer, “Good morning everyone. As you get done settling, can you make your way to arena A for some announcements? I hope this is the start of some wonderful memories for everyone.” He signs off quickly, a smile taking over his face as he gathers the necessary papers for his introductions and other such information before hurrying to the arena. |
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Alila (Ali) - 19 yr old- owner of Sig- M-open - Waving a polite goodbye to the woman with the mare at the sound of the intercom, She headed down the oath to Arena A. As she was walking, her mind was racing. This place was stunning. A prestigious yard with amazing facilities, perfect horses and amazing riders? I mean, what more could you wish for? she thought to herself. She recognised the voice on the intercom as being Keelan O'Brian, one of the owners and trainers. Alia hoped she could learn a little more about the place and the people here at this breif meeting. Adjusting her Navy blue polo and black riding leggins, she walked into the arena. |
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Aster Kalfling| Eventing student | "Trigger Happy"| M: open The sweet sound of crunching gravel followed Aster car as he pulled the warm steering wheel left, pulling into the long path that lead the Staghaven. Looming great oaks lined the thin road, creating much needed shade, saving the ravenetes eyes for a brief couple of seconds as he passed under the giants.It seemed somewhat like a dream; perfect wether, perfect horse, perfect place. He had never been the luckiest person but times like these made him truly wonder if he was,in fact, the luckiest person alive. . Trig had been stood ever so calming the the long box that trailed behind the black pickup. He hadn't even made a mess of his hat like usual, instead he peered out of the clean window, ears sat in there alert position. Aster soon heard an excited whiney escape from his stallion. Sounds to him like they were both excited as each other. . A block of stables drew closer and closer, until the lines of oaks came to a stop, along with the road,fanning out into the most beautiful courtyard his eyes had ever caugh sight of. Beautifuly kept hedges and flourishing flower beds. Before him stood a dark barn, draped in branches of ivy. His eyes remained intact he barn even as he left his car, turning of the radio he hadn't realised was even on. . " oh my god," he whispered to himself, astonished . Aster circled round to the back of his trailer, unlocking the door so he might retrieve his horse. Trig, pleased to see him, eagerly followed him out , happy to be tethered on the outside rather than the inside. His nostrils flared and he neigh laud my through excitement, digging at the gravel beneath him. Aster patted him, laughed to himself, and left to fetch his tack before realising he had absolutely no idea where he was meant to go from here. |
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Charles King ( Eventing instructuor ) Charles Would Walk around greeting Everyone "Hello my name is Charles How May I help you today I the new Eventing Instructuor If you need anything and I mean anything Please Call me !" |
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Alila (Ali) - 19 yr old- owner of Sig- M-open There didn't seem to be too many people in the arena at the time besides the two instructors, who she greeted. So as she was waiting for others to come, Alila strolled outside for a little while, taking in the scenery. Squinting towards the barn, she noticed an eye-catching figure, male, probably, although she couldnt tell from this far away. The figure looked a little confused, so she decided to go and say hi. Once she reached the barn, her eyes fell on the person she had seen earlier. Ali quickly took in his blue hair and interesting scar on his face, as well as the look of confusion. "Hey, im Ali." she introduced herself, rushing forward and shaking his hand. "oh my god im so sorry." she said as she realised that as he shook her hand some of the tack he was carrying had fallen to the ground. Quickly picking it up, she said "need some help with it?" Ali smiled warmly at the newcomer, her freckled face glowing in the sunlight filtering in through the door. |
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Charles King | Eventing Instructor Charles woud Walk Into the Stalls and grab cupid and take him outside and tack him up As soon as he did that he would Hop Onto Cupid And Trot over to the arena setting up jumps for him and cupid to tire |Cupid| He would start pulling a bit as soon as they go into the arena and they would walk around Cupid Would Start with a simple jump a 1.25 meter and nail it. |
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Spring Showers
