"I'm so sorry, " Kholo said, instinctively wrapping her arms around Heather. "It must be hard."

-Heather's face was stained by her tears as the tears ran down her face once more, her thoughs running wild in her mind as she had lost apart of her that went with her gelding. She wasn't sure of what do with her life now, should she wait to heal to get another horse to try to start a new beginning even though she'll always keep her beloved gelding in her heart or will she just try to heal and not get another horse to face the overwhelming pain again of losing another horse to death-

Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chancler | M: same

Gabriella heared Heather. She tillted her head to Luke in a questioning look. Luke shrugged, he thought about walking over but he didn't want to make what ever it was worse. GAbriella looked at the little colt who was gaining his strength.

Emily gave a compassionate smile and pulled away, excusing herself from the group as not to crowd Heather. "I'm here if you ever wanna talk, or if you feel like riding you can steal Magik for a bit."

When she had finally excused herself, she departed for the barn once more, sitting down beside Luke and the foal. "He looks better already," she replied, "even though it's only been a few hours." She had to go find Tim and have a serious conversation with him at some point, though she was very anxious about it. Sure he looked like he had felt remorse then, and she wanted to take it easy on him, but she also felt like she needed to be very clear for the sake of her own safety. She felt guilty, too. How could she have been so gullible?

Tristan gave an uncomfortable smile. He wasn't a warm and friendly guy by any means--his gift of being the person who gave everyone guidance was more of a curse than a blessing with the rest of his personality. He felt for the girl, but wasn't a big hugger or cryer like the two girls that had come by.

"I'm going to leave you two alone, but I meant what I said, Heather. Swing by my office any time."

Tim had stood awkwardly for a few minutes,Just watching everything unravel around him.He gives a little sigh,Feeling his throat choke up as his eyes fall on Heather.Tim could grasp at what had happened,And honestly didn't want to approach.He could feel his eyes Pricking already.

Turning away,Tim slips into Boomers stable,Giving a weak smile at his dozy gelding.He settled beside him on the straw,The bay wrapping his neck onto into his lap as Tim gives a chuckle.He plays with the horses Forelock,deep in thought .Tim gives a saddened Grunt,Dreading the day for his veteran to leave Him too.A year slips down his cheek,Tim giving a sniffle and wiping it away.He was just being stupid,It wouldn't happen yet.But that didn't seem to stop the tears falling.

Emily stretched to her feet again, the little foal giving a sad nicker as she stretched to her feet. "No, don't get up, little one."

Emily tucked a long strand of blonde hair behind her ear, readjusting the velcro on her ankle braces as she exited. "I'll be back, guys. I'm going to check on my ponies."

Obsessively, Emily began pulling both horses back out of their stalls and got to work cleaning them, even though it hardly needed to be done. Did she hear... crying? More crying? She didn't want to know. The energy of the barn had shifted like crazy. She held her horses a little closer when she hugged them.

-Heather would quickly dismiss herself as she quickly left the barn, having her pace quickened in her walking speed. She headed over to the pasture and leaned against the fence line, seeing the black arabian that she'll be riding tomorrow since she's assigned to the stallion, her green eyes watched him but they weren't as bright as they use to be, she started to pet the black Arabian while letting her thoughts drift off into her mind then she sighed, seeing what the morning would bring-

Hearing the sound of hoof clatter,Tim quickly turns away from the door and wipes his face down.He clears his throat,Standing and brushing himself down and giving a light cough before slipping out the stable as silently as possible, And dipping his head.

Keeping his slightly puffy eyes on the floor,He heads hastily toward the end of the aisle and in the vague direction of his room.

-Heather decided to put Khan up in his stall before rushing back to the dorms, not wanting to communicate with anyone at this point. All of a sudden, she accidently knocked Tim over and had landed on top of him, her face grew red in embarrassment as she quickly got off of him and looked away to avoid eye contact as she held her hand out to help him up- "S-Sorry..I wasn't looking where I was going.." -she apologizes, her voice still a bit shakey-