Tim watches the adoration for the Gelding gather in her eyes as she glances to him,The instructor couldn't help but hold back a smile at her love for him.

"Oh right..- Mhm yes of course."

He says,looking the gelding over.

"He can come and do some paperwork with me hmm lad?"

He says with a chuckle,Ruffling Magiks pristine forelock before freezing and giving Emily a sly smirk,

"Whoops - Sorry to mess up your handiwork."

He says in a light tone,going to walk both himself and Magik over to put the poles he'd layed out into a near pile before adding

"Thanks for earlier - ...I Erm - Kinda panicked.. "

He admits,Rubbing the back of his neck.He didn't really know why he was telling her this,It was hard enough for him to admit when he struggled.

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: same

GAbriella hung her stirrups on the fence then troted and cantered Chance around a bit. Chance tossed his head a bit as they did the flat work. "yes i know your bord but we have to warm up first." Gabriella said to him as they cantered. Luke watched her as he let Red have his head.

"Perfection takes practice," Emily replied wistfully as she readjusted herself in the tack. "And, besides, I think it was mostly in your head. From what I can tell, everyone loves you."

With a light chuckle, the young woman gestured to her mare. "On that note, let's see if Mya loves jumping today."

The girl sat up and expanded her core, striking off on a smooth left lead canter. The mare started flipping her head and threatening to crowhop, but Emily remained solid in the tack, her reflexes lightning fast. The mare was calm up until she saw the 3' oxer, then it was game over. The mare's head lifted so high she almost knocked Emily in the head, and her stride extended so much that she was nearly galloping. The mare launched from a wildly long distance, and Emily gave as much release as she could, her arms almost in the mare's bridle path. Her legs slid back just slightly to balance her body, her breath caught in her chest as she went with the mare. Mya jumped the fence well over the standards, nearly vertically, yet with so much scope that it would've taken a lot to come close to touching the hind rail. Emily landed in a balanced, position, her legs quite a bit forward to compensate. The mare immediately went into a series of crowhops, rears, and leaps, and Emily was coughing up a fit from losing her breath. She couldn't regain her breath, but her position remained balanced once she moved her leg back into place. After several canter circles, the mare was balanced again. Emily was still coughing, gasping for breath as she walked the mare back towards Tim.

Tim gives a light Eyeroll at her,Making a a 'pfft sound as he purses his lips together,

"No flattery madam,That just wont do."

He scolds in a teasing tone,Turning to watch as she set off at a canter before returning to focus on his pile of poles.

Tim had just moved the second to last pole,When he heard a bit of a kerfuffle,Magik's head shooting up as he began to dance in Tim's hold.

"He-"

He goes to speak,The quick movements of Mya catching the corner of his eye.Tim could hear Emily's raspy breath,dropping the Geldings reins as he refused to walk as her instructor jogged hastily to her side,

"Hey,You good?"

He winced a little at his own question - Did she seem good to him?Tim didn't know what else to ask,A little speechless as he holds one hand on the mares reins,The other outstretched to help her down if needed,

"You did well to stay on - Does she usually do this?.."

Emily nodded, still gasping for breath. "This- is- pretty- normal-" She slid off of the mare, finally regaining composure. "I'm going to take her back out later, she's at that point in her training where she's either on or she's not, and there's nothing that works to correct this, so we just praise her a ton when she's good."

She offered Tim Mya's reins and then took Magik's. "I'll only be a second with him, and she's pretty good on the ground. It's just jumping," Emily rolled her eyes, "I'm glad you got to witness it, though, in a non-lesson setting."

She swung onto the shorter, older gelding and walked him for a moment before asking for and receiving a smooth, supple upward transition. She sent him up to a hand-gallop, pointing him at the same fence. A perfect distance, perfect form from both the equine and rider. She made a right hand turn, asking and receiving a flying lead change to her right lead. Then, she asked for a deeper distance into a line which rode in five. The five strides were easy and smooth to a two-stride, which rode just as easily. On any account, little could be changed for the better. They understood each other, each one working in perfect unison.

Emily hugged the gelding's neck, giving him loads of praise. He seemed as though he could care less, yet he turned his head back to lick her leg. She giggled and dismounted, eyeing the hot walkers down the path.

Turning to Timothy, she gave a grateful smile. "Thanks for all your help today, I'm sure I'll see you around, but if you need anything from me, I'm more than happy to help. If--" Her face grew a little flushed, her cheeks red from more than riding, "If that's not weird. You know... yeah, I'm going to stop talking now. Thanks again!"

She led both horses down to the hot walker uncomfortably, mentally kicking herself from being so awkward.

-Heather decided to warm the old boy up, simply not caring if anyone was watching. She simply brought Prince to a walk as he gave a calm response to it by keeping his ears perked forward. After a while of walking him around, Prince raised his head and started to show of his fluent & natural strides by trotting which Heather would be doing a rising trot, she hasn't said anything but she was communicating with her horse by body language-

“Thanks, and sure you can,” he replied before he started walking. But he soon realized that he didn’t know where that was, “Um yeah where is that?” He asked a bit embarrassed.

Tim had watched her with worried eyes as she handed him Myas reins,Concerned for her well being at the way it made her loose her breath.He says nothing though handing Magiks reins over and glancing across at Mya.Surely enough she was angelic on the ground - Much more than he could say for Looney.He thinks for a moment,Remembering how the gelding had gone through stages like this.Not as severe but he had.

Tim hands back the reins again as she begins to head out,Chuckling to himself and giving no reply.She really was something else.

The instructor stands in thought for a few minutes before rebuilding the course he had dismantled for the class.With a satisfied 'Hmf' he finished the last cross pole and walk toward the door to go and check how his mounts were doing.