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Could you? I'm a little busy right now thats all.

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After leaving the house early in the morning, she went straight out to see the horses. A new foster was coming today and the stall had to be perfect!

All she knew about the foster was that it was a 4-year-old gelding, and he is prone to colic. Ria loved having them being a surprise. All she wanted to know was their gender and if they needed anything special. Names would come with the horse, and she could learn the rest with the beautiful creature.

She loved guessing the colours, like it was a baby just being born!

Taking in the air, the smell of nature and the sound of the hooves against the soft grass, Liam smiled as he lead a dapple grey ,are down the fields.

"Good girl Skye." He said softly, patting the 4 year olds neck, matching her speed. The mare nuzzled his shirt, leaving a slight stain, and then picked up her speed quickly, as she clearly spotted the stables.

Skye was Liam's only horse, a very sweet 16hh TB mare. Although she was okay with him, she was incredibly skittish and anxious around other people, resulting in having to be kept away by orders of other grooms. Everyday, Liam walked the mare up and down the fields, calmed her down, and no doubt calming himself down too. It was like therapy for them both.

Soon enough, he made it back to the barn, and gripped a little tighter on the lead rope as he spotted other people entering the barn. He held his hand out to Skye to distract her, which seemed to work as the big mare licked his palm, not even spotting anyone else.

After about an hour of making his new stall perfect for him, she ran outside and jumped on the fence of her pregnant mare's pasture. She was a black Thoroughbred mare, and her foal was a dark bay Thoroughbred crossed with who knows what. That was why she was fostering her. The black 17hh mare had gotten out and the owners were high class breeders, so they had to get rid of her.

After watching them for a short period of time, she heard a trailer and ran out. It was her new foster!

Skye's head shot up at the sound of a trailer. Liam stopped walking, and turned to his mare, calming her down.

"It's just a car. It's okay" He said in a soothing voice. Knowing she would make a scene if they crossed the main yard, he turned towards the back of the barn, and walked her down to her stall from there.

Skye's stall was alone from the others, where she was still able to see others, but unable to actually get at them. He hosed her down, fitted her stable rug, gave her a couple treats and headed out the barn, satisfied with todays walk. He glanced quickly at the trailer that had arrived, but didn't think too much of it. It wasn't his business, anyway.

When the driver opened the door, she quickly went straight to the trailer.

Inside was a shorter 15.3hh gelding. His fur was that of a snowflake appaloosa, with large patches of white. He was beautiful. On his face was a white face in the shape of a skull, giving him his name, Skull.

After asking a few questions about him, she brought him out and to his stall in Ria's barn.

It was a tough day for Liam. The anniversary of his sisters death, and he wasn't handling it well. Skye seemed to be the only thing keeping him going.

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His sister was like his best friend. They spent a lot of time together, he'd taught her how to ride, he taught her how to drive, and she taught him various criminal things he wasn't really plannong on using. So, when she passed in a fatal horse riding accident, it felt like the end of the world for him. And, one year on, it still did.

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Liam headed into the tack room, checking the time. Only 11am? The day was dragging. He grabbed a saddle and bridle from the very first peg, and read the name to double check. Darla.

Darla was a chestnut 16.2 warmblood, who was very cheeky and usually fresh. After all, she was only 4.

He headed back over to the grooming area, set the bridle and saddle down, picked up a grooming kit and headed off to her stallto get started.

She brought Skull to his stall and let him get comfortable. After watching him for a few minutes, she went out to the main barn, knowing a new border was here.

On the way, Ria pet at least 15 horses.

When she entered the barn, she saw the new guy, and the rose grey dappled lesson horse stick his nose out the window, so she kissed the horse's nose before walking up to the new guy.

"Hi I'm Rhiannon, but you can call me Ria!"

"Oh hey, didn't see you there sorry." Liam said as he turned round, startled by the voice. "Liam." He was, brushing excess fur off his jodphurs. The mare he was grooming was rather fluffy, for a TB.

"How's it going?" He didn't want to come across as dry, so he did his best to carry the conversation on as he groomed and tacked up Darla.

I apologise for how short it is, slightly distracted thats all))