Once he found the tack room in the stallion stable block he went to go get CliveÂ’s tack. When he got to the trailer he realized how badly he had parked, and that more people were arriving. All the people peaked his interest, wondering what they rode in and all. Everybody he had met so far were Event-ers. He was thinking if anyone else crazed the freedom sense of freedom jumping over logs brought. He hoped there was another Hunter Jumper at least somebody interested in cross country.

As he thought these things he took his time moving in truck into a more neat looking place, once he was done he grabbed the jumping saddle, blanket, and bridle and headed back.

-Prince snorts as he messes with the lock on the door with his mouth, once he got his stall door unlocked, he pushed his stall door open with his muzzle then comes out of his stall. The 18hh hand gelding started trotting out of the barn as his stall door is wide open-

Emily saw a young man come in and throw his stuff on her trainer's labeled areas, and it took her more than a minute to discern whether her trainer was actually about her age, or whether someone had forgotten to read the label. Then, she saw him talking to another young woman, who she assumed to be a student, though it was impossible to truly tell. She was a little upset by this due to the fact that now her plan was ruined.

Nonetheless, she confidently approached the pair, a gleaming smile on her face. Admittedly, this dude was pretty cute, and definitely around her age--a definite recipe for disaster if he truly was her trainer.

"Excuse me, are you Timothy Blue?"

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Open

Luke and GAbriella walked back in side once all there stuff was put away. They got there guitars then met in the free room. They started playing around with chords and singing a little.

-Prince trots out of the barn then he lowered his head, sniffing for a good spot to roll as he flicks his tail, his ears going back & forth as he was listening to his surroundings. Once he has found a good spot, he laid down then he started to roll, kicking his back legs at the air while in the process of rolling around-

After working down from the Bay's polls down to his hocks,the young rider begins tacking his gelding with instinctive precision.Boomer is quickly equipped with his jumping tack,Tim feeling the best way to settle his nerves was to do something he loved.

Pulling the helmet onto his blonde mop with gloves hands he wanders down the corridor toward where he had spotted an indoor arena.The place he presumed majority of his work as Eventing Instructor would commence.Boomer follows at his side,Oblivious to the fact Tim wasn't actually holding him as he fastened his helmet.The gelding was used to his riders relaxed (More so goofy in the mounts opinion) approach to everything.

(Sugar sorry didn't see all the replies! Will add another now for you Rishy xP)

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Open

After a little wile and GAbriella was calmed and relaxed, they put there guitars away and walked out to the barn. Luke got his tall blood bay stallion out with his black halter, and Gabriella got her tall dapple grey stallion out with his royal blue halter. They walked them out of the stalls and hopped on and walked out of the barn. Chance and Red relaxed and let there heads hang down as GAbriella and Luke held there lead lines from there back's

-Prince continued to roll around on the ground then he got back up on all fours and shook himself. He looked around before trotting off to somewhere else on the property-

He tenses a little as a voice comes his way,Suprised eyes turning toward her as his body seemed frozen.Boomer gives the young lady a brief look over,Letting out a heavy snort and halting beside his rider with no prompt from Tim to do so.

Timothy finally managed to grasp in his head she was talking to him,clearing his throat.She seemed his age,But the instructor couldn't identify as to whether she was a student or instructor.He snaps out of it as she nears,Giving a quick head nod and holding his hand out to shake,

"Yes,That's me."

He replies in a bashful tone,A little shy of all the attention he seemed to be getting already.Boomer gives his rider a glare,Gosh this human would never get used to people no matter how many he encountered..

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Open

"loose horse!" Gabriella yelled as she saw prince then she kicked Chance into a canter and cantered after the big black horse. "Gabi wait!" Luke yelled after her as he grabbed an extra lead rope and cantered after her. Gabriella saw the gelding and slowed Chance to a trot.