Heather Storm | 22 | Horse(s): Bronze Buckaroo "Eclipse" and The Lovely Marisol "Etria" | Eventing | Lesson Rider | M: Nozomi, Open

The brunette let out a nervous sigh while she'd rechecked her things for the tenth time? The young woman lightly shook her head, she's been rechecking everything in her little trailer tack compartment for like an hour now before stepping back out of the trailer, turning her attention to her two equines. The young woman started to get pulled into her thoughts, trying to figure out on how to bring both of her horses into the barn to basically get them stalled without it becoming a disaster.

Heather let out a sigh before walking over to her stallion first, taking his rug off carefully while the mischievous equine would be nuzzling her right thigh a bit as if searching the small woman for treats. "Eclipse, knock it off will you." The woman said this, playfully scolding her stud before messing up his forelock a bit then walks around his hindquarters to the other side of him, doing the same thing like she did to the other side of the black rug before taking it off to reveal his seal brown coat. "There, that probably feels a whole lot better huh?" She softly said to the said which gets a snort in return for a reply, lightly shaking her head before walking back around his hindquarters as she carefully folds Eclipse's rug back up neatly as she disappears into the trailer tack compartment.

Heather exits out of the trailer tack room compartment before making her way over to Etria, taking her pale lilac purple rug off of her mare to reveal more of her dapple grey coat then she walks off to go back into the tack room compartment while she neatly folds the said rug in her hands. She disappeared into the said section of her trailer when the brunette stepped back inside, putting the other rug in a secured box with Eclipse's rug then she repeats the same process with their traveling/shipping boots.

The young woman finished up on what she was doing, feeling quite tired but that didn't really seem to stop her in the slightest. Heather walked over to Eclipse, deciding to lead him into the barn first while exchanging a firm but kinda soft pat on his neck before leading him off into the stables. Taking note that the seal brown stud was already getting amped up, causing the said stud to prance a bit at her side while being lead by the short woman. Without much warning, the stallion suddenly lunged at another stud with his ears back, teeth showing with his mouth wide open as a high pitch squeal came out of the seal brown which caught the brunette by surprise but quickly yanked on the lead to correct her stud while pulling his head away so he doesn't make contact with the other equine with every ounce of strength she could quickly gather up, quickly leading him to his stall. She'd felt quite embarassed by Eclipse's sudden action as he was sometimes mellowed out around another studs but he just wasn't having it today.

After putting Eclipse up in his stall, she slips out then shutting the stall door before locking it. The brunette checked her stud one last time as he starts to settle then she walks down the aisle to exit out of the barn to fetch her other equine, Etria.

Heather approached her dapple grey mare before gently patting her neck, untying her lead from the trailer before leading the mare into the stables to put her up since Etria's stall is next door to Eclipse's stall which she seemed relieved to get them both next door to one another. Once the brunette has reached the mare's stall, she leads Etria inside before taking her halter off then slips out of her stall, closing the stall door while locking it then she goes over to Eclipse's stall, seeing the stud's large head gently bump against her chest when he came into contact which earned a soft oof from the woman then she'd rolled her eyes at him before gently messaging the seal brown stallion's ears then she takes off his halter while grabbing his lead off the stall door.

The short woman took a step back before walking off to try to find the tackroom to put their halters away, realizing that she needs to get her things, try to find her cabin while figuring out on how to introduce herself to her roommate and get both her stuff and both of her equine's stuff settled in as the woman let's out a soft groan of displeasure. "Okay, everything is gonna fine even though I did run a little late getting here but it's fine. Hopefully I can find my cabin on time while getting my things together and put away before then..." Heather softly grumbled to herself, lightly shaking her head as she kept walking.

Heather Storm | 22 | Horse(s): Bronze Buckaroo "Eclipse" and The Lovely Marisol "Etria" | Eventing | Lesson Rider | M: Nozomi, Open

After 15 minutes or more, Heather had managed to find the tackroom after putting both of her two horse's tacks away in her locker before heading back out to her vehicle to grab her luggage from the back seat. Taking her car keys out of her front left pant pocket before pushing the button to unlock her Jeep Gladiator then she opens the back door to the back seat, she grabs one duffle bag, slinging it onto her left shoulder before grabbing the other duffle bag as she does the same with her right shoulder. She reached back in again to grab her suitcase, carefully pulling it out of her car before setting it back down onto the gravel then shuts the car door before locking her car back up.

Heather lets out a sigh, putting her car keys back into her pocket before picking her suitcase back up to carry it then she makes her way to finding Cabin H when she took the paper out of her other pocket to look at the map on the back of the said paper. Quietly humming to herself as she follows the dirt path.

(kinda short so my bad)

Kieran Jones | Advanced Rider (Western) | JFR Hot on the Rocks | M: None

The man sighs, standing up and moving his bags onto one of the beds. Unpacking was a process Kieran wasn't excited for. Clothes, bathroom, and the ever exhausting challenge of hanging photos. He steps back, placing his hands on his hips, and admires the wall. Various memories were tacked to the wall, all of himself and Mamba; shows, lazy days in the pastures, and the first day the young man laid eyes on the gangly colt. He smiles and grabs his phone to check the time. Figuring it was late enough for the barn to have cleared out, he grabs his keys and empty bags before heading outside.

The walk back to his truck was easier without the weight of his luggage. He places his bags in his truck and hurries to the small tack room built into the trailer. He tosses his bridle and a spare lead rope and halter over his shoulder before grabbing his saddle from the rack. He closes the door, although haphazardly, and makes his way towards the barn. The tack room was easy to find, especially given a few stragglers from earlier were still hanging about, and it was even easier to find his locker. After everything was in place, although his saddle was a tight fit in the small space, he headed back for his grooming supplies and any other supplies left behind.

Satisfied with his work, Kieran takes the opportunity to slide into Mamba's stall, brush in hand. He slips the stud's blanket off, running a hand over the dark coat of the horse to smooth it. Mamba, on the other hand, could have cared less and look at his rider with annoyance, a clump of hay hanging from his mouth.

He grins, running the brush over the horse as he talks, "By all means finish your lunch, don't let me bother you."

Mamba snorts, making sure most of the snot landed on his owner, before turning back to his hay. Kieran chuckles, mumbling a sarcastic 'thank you'. He uses the quiet moment to watch the barn, offering waves and greetings to a few people that pass by, but otherwise just enjoying the atmosphere. Everyone seemed to fit in and was friendly, and it made the man excited to think of what the future would bring at the stables.