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Personal Information

Full Name: Matteo Edward Law

Meaning Of Name

Matteo- ´strong willed warrior´ or ´protector´

Edward- ´wealth, fortune, guardian´

Law- ´dweller at the low; as in a hill´

Place of Birth:

German, Europe

(Lives in TX, traveling to Oklahoma)

Birthday

April 9th

Age

17

Zodiac Sign

Aries

Gender

Male

Species

Human

Race

Italian

Religion

Christain

Ranch

Timeless Classic Stables(TCS)

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Appearance

Height

6’2

Typical Clothing

He usually wears breeches and a polo but when he goes outside of the barn he's wearing jeans and a nice t-shirt, he knows how to dress up nicely as well

Skin Color

Olive

Body Type

Muscular

Shape Of Face

Square face with a sharp jawline

Hair color

Dark brown hair

Hair Style

Messy Wavy

Eye Color

Emerald Green

Scars/Deformations

Liam has scars from the stables, being dumped on poles, thrown into fences, and the occasional scrape or two. When he was 12 he was in a show jumping accident causing him to have a long scar down his shoulder blade to middle back, one on his collarbone, and one down his right eyebrow but that one's pretty small.

Birthmarks

N/A

Tattoo’s

One on his left wrist, it's the date his favorite horse passed away (2/4/16)

Eyesight

Pretty good

Left/Right/Ambidextrous

Left

Personality

Liam is an open, loyal, charming, rational, self confident, honest, empathetic person. He is very determined to reach his goals either in ShowJumping, dressage, on the XC course, racing or in any other of his goals. He is very protective of anyone he's attached to (he would literally go to war for that person), he is also very professional and protective over his mounts. As many only compete for the money he isn't like that, he knows when not to push his equine and knows when to push, he stands up to whatever his heart feels needing standing up to. Liam is a good sport, he loves troubled horses (his main mount was abused) and loved to help with guiding them through their truma. He would train 24/7 if he could, and is what you would call a ladies man but he doesn't want the ladies he just seems that way. He is a little bit of a social butterfly and lights up the room when he steps into it. He's passionate about riding but wasn't too keen on the idea of being in a race but his dad pushed him to get in the race in the first place. He's very intelligent, he shadows a vet and enjoys it and he already has a few vet schools that accepted him.

Likes

*Animals (Horses, orcas, and dogs favorite)

*Running

*Color Hunter Green

*School (loves it)

*Snow

*Organization

Dislikes

*Bad horsemanship

*Chaos

*Disorganization

*Abusers

*Obnoxious People

*People who think they can ride

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Relationships

Family

Erin Law(Mother)

Howard Law(Father)

Enzo Law(Brother/21)

Diego Law(Brother/23)

Aria Law(Sister/16)

Relationship with Family

Father- Tense

Mother- Amazing

Enzo- Fine

Diego- Amazing

Aria- Amazing

Relationship with others

N/A

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Miscellaneous

Typical Events

*Eventing

*Showjumping

*Dressage

*Racing

*Trick Riding

Talents/Special Skills

Trick Riding

Riding

Playing Violin

Cleaning

Weapons

N/A

Allergies

Diary

Mint

Oranges

Strawberry

Wine

Eggs

Languages

Italian (Native)

English (Learned)

Accent

Heavy Italian Accent but understandable

Hobbies

Training Horses

Running

Going to the gym

Writing books

Reading

Playing the Violin

Family History

The Law family goes back hundreds of years originating in Italy in the small city of Pedesina, they fled to England when Italy was to small for them, his great-great (ya get it) Grandfather and Grandmother were on of the first settlers in TX and started their farm there with 3000 acres of land. Over the years it's shrunk to 1500 acres where it is thriving and one of the biggest stables in TX, his family focused in the early 1900s on the Olympic sport of Eventing and ShowJumping (dabbing in dressage) where the farm has 3 separate teams and they win Grands Prixs, etc. Till the riders feel they can venture to try out for the US Olympic team. Matteo focuses most on Eventing and was on his team as Team Captain but his father pushed him to move to Oklahoma to live at his Uncle's Stables, where he found his amazing mount but he still practice's on Eventing at the facilities courses with his string he brought from TX.

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Quote/Mantra

“One fence at a time”

“Do your best, forget the rest”

“If it doesn't challenge you, it won't change you”

“I speak the truth and it pisses people off

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Pets

Registered Name

Piccolo guerriero

Name

Colo

Species

Equine

Breed

Dutch Warmblood

Age

5

Event

Dressage

Gender

Mare

Appearence

(Credits)

Registered Name

Holy Molly

Name

Molly

Species

Equine

Breed

Quarter Horse

Age

10

Event

Trick Riding/Reining/Barrels/Poles

Gender

Mare

Appearance

(Credits)

Registered Name

Volantino alto

Name

Vola

Species

Equine

Breed

Irish Sport

Age

8

Event

ShowJumping

Gender

Mare

Appearence

(Credits)

Registered Name

Gioia Mia

Name

Gio

Species

Equine

Breed

Throughbred

Age

3

Event

Racing

Gender

Mare

Apprence
(Credits

Registered Name

Mozzafiato

Name

Moz

Species

Equine

Breed

Dutch Warmblood

Age

7

Event

Eventing

Gender

Stallion

Apprence

(Credits)

Registered Name

Sprezzatura

Name

Sprez

Species

Equine

Breed

Holsteinter

Age

9

Event

Showjumping

Gender

Mare

Apprence

(Credits)

Registered Name

Ti ho fatto un incantesimo(Means: I put a spell on you)

Name

Tesimi

Species

Equine

Breed

Oldenburg

Age

13

Event

Dressage

Gender

Stallion (World Famous Stud)

Appearance

(Credits)

Registered Name

Velluto blu

Name

Blue

Species

Equine

Breed

Irish Sport Horse

Age

8

Event

Eventing

Gender

Mare

Appearance

(Credits)

Registered Name

Forte e maestoso

Name

Forte

Species

Equine

Breed

Dutch Warmblood

Age

6

Event

Showjumping

Gender

Stallion(Stud)

Appearance

(Credits)

Name

Marble

Species

Dog

Breed

Golden Retriever

Age

1

Job

Guards, outsider dog but sleeps inside

Gender

Female

Appearence

(Credits)

Name

Tank

Species

Dog

Breed

Rottweiler

Age

5

Job

Gaurds, Being a badass

Gender

Male

Appearance

Credits)

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Tack

TCS Colors are: Gold and Black

Dressage Saddle Pad

Dressage Saddle Pad

Dressage Saddle

Saddle:

Dressage Saddle (Credits)

Dressage Bridle

Dressage Bridle:

Dressage Bridle (Credits)

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Polo Wraps (Dressage)

Polo Wraps:

Polo Wraps (Credits)

ShowJumping

ShowJumping Pad

Jumping Pad (Credits)

ShowJumping Saddle

Saddle:

Saddle (Credits)

ShowJumping Bridle

Bridle

Bridle (Credits)

Boots

Sport Boots (Credits)

Cross Country

Saddle:

Saddle (Credits)

Saddle Pad

Saddle Pad (Credits)

Bridle

Bridle (Credits)

Boots (Protection)

Boots Front

Boots

Boots Back

Boots

The sound of screeching tires on gravel jolted Matteo back to reality on what he was doing as he had been driving for so long.. 6 hours to be exact maybe a bit longer due to him hauling a 12 horse trailer behind him. He was tired but relieved they had finally made it to Oklahoma even if it wasn't exactly what he wanted, after backing the trailer to the stable entrance he turned off his truck and climbed out. Matteo made his way toward the back of the sleek trailer, stopping at eachside to undo the latch that held the door in place. After lowering it down he started unloading his mounts, first Blue, then Sprez, next Gio, along Vola, Molly, another pair of hooves that belonged to Moz, neighs from Forte, snorts from Tesimi, flowing mane from Colo and finally the two canines that jumped down from his truck. After settling them each in their stalls, hay nets filled, water buckets to the brim, and oats served he made his way outside to drag out his tack.

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The tack room was empty just as his uncle said it would, first the male took his saddles and removed the saddle covers and sat them gently on the saddle stands. He removed each of his bridles from thier individual bags, after making sure every one was ok he set them on hooks. Matteo set to work on his tack trunks, he had three but only focused on one so he didnt disorganize himself. Carefully removing all his boots which he had many of as this was what he called the 'wrap trunk' as its just wraps and boots, he had cubbies and put them in color order before sliding the tack trunk in a spot in the corner.

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He knew the next thing was to excerise the horses, he sighed and the olive skinned man made his way down the aisle as he didnt know which one to do first. His footsteps stopped infront of Vola's stall, he bit his lip but slid open the stall door, the mare perked her ears at the 6'2 man but stepped forward. A board smile stretched across his squared face the mare loved to work, he led her out and tied her to the cross ties. Matteo finished tacking up in a matter of minutes but he had to rummage through his tiny tack room in his trailer to find his helment, finally snagging it he half jogged half walked back to his patient mount. Soon the to were warming up in the arena next to the barn, the mare was fresh and ready and enjoyed the Oklahoma air.

"Adda boy, Fritz." Came the praise of the girl behind the large Clydesdale gelding. Fritz was currently pulling a wagon filled with all of the dangerous things found in the northern pastures. It was one of the girl's chores, to make sure the empty pastures were clean of any dangers, and that the fences were good, and the animals would be at low risk in the pastures. After all, it was rotation time. The Hunt family typically rotated pastures about every five months, sometimes earlier and sometimes later. They always had about four to five open pastures, and the others were filled with horses, goats, sheeps, mules, and other animals.

"How were the pastures, Ry?" Rylee Hunt leaps down from the wagon, a large black German Shepherd on her heels. "Good, the holes were filled, ponds are clean, fences are sturdy, and all the dangerous items that have blown in are cleared up. We're ready to rotate." Jacob Hunt, Rylee's father, nods,"Good. The rest of the family is ready to go. You got Dynamite ready?" Rylee nods,"I sure do, let me just put the wagon somewhere the wind won't blow everything out and put Fritz up. Then I'll be ready."

It didn't take but ten minutes for Rylee to guide Fritz to one of the large sheds, backing the wagon up, then unhitching the Clydesdale. Then the gelding was led to one of the barns, where the harness and bridle were removed and checked before being hung in the tack room. Then Rylee grooms Fritz and checks his hooves. Fritz plods after Rylee as she leads him into the stall, the German Shepherd on her heels. Once inside, with the halter removed, Rylee throws some hay and oats in as well as refilling the water. "Come on, Hades."

Rylee exits the barn to see the rest of her family waiting. All astride Mustangs, that varied in size and color. Rylee's mother, Diana was on a black Mustang. Jacob was on a white Mustang. Her oldest brother, Draco was on a bay Mustang. Her older brother, Colin was on a brown and bay Mustang. While her twin brother, Daniel was on a grey Mustang. Diana held the reins to Rylee's Mustang, a pinto coated gelding named Dynamite. "You ready?" Rylee takes the reins and swings aboard,"Are you kidding? Of course I'm ready, come on." The family starts out,"Alright, Danny, you know your job."

The first pasture rotation were the brood mares and their foals, they were to be rotated to the closest northern pasture. Daniel veers off to open the gates that led the herd towards that pasture. While the rest of the family entered the pasture. About fifteen large heads pop up, followed by fifteen smaller heads. The family dogs were ready, waiting for their signal. Jacob murmurs,"Come on Danny." Then a few seconds later, a large white flag is seen waving. "Alright, yee-haw!" Rylee rolls her eyes at the old saying, but urges her horse forward alongside the rest of her family.

Vola felt fresh under the man and he knew why, the mare was in a trailer for 4-5 hours. Would have been six but he stopped along to let them strech thier legs, he was daydreaming and shook himself out of it. Gathering his reins in the right position he turned the mare the other way and picked up a trot which the 17.2hh mare gave, after a few laps he patted her and squeezed with both legs into the dapple greys sides and a flowly yet collected canter became of it.

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Soon Matteo felt it was safe enough to start jumping but he had to be careful as the mare was very much hard to control around jumps and making sure she didnt jump them dangerously was another big issue so he had to make sure to take it one stride at a time "One jump at a time" he said to the mare. Feeling good he let her stretch out a bit and headed toward a little cross pole to get her started which she over jumped by four strides, he shook his head and turned back towards it once more asking to not overjump it. The mares ears perked and hopped over it. "Good girl" he praised and patted her neck with his olived hand.

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After jumping a few meter jumps he headed back inside, he had to deliver Molly to a ranch for his friend who was a stable hand there who wanted to pratice for upcoming rodeos. After dismounting and untacking the sweaty mare he made his way to the palominos stall. Soon the palomino was in traveling gear which was gold and black as well, he loaded the feisty mare. He pulled into a ranch but stopped outside the gate wasnt that the rivalry ranch? He shook his head and kept driving, the black sleek truck and gold and black trailer behind him stopped outside a barn door. He hopped out and made his way to the back.

The lead mare of the brood mare herd takes off, her foal at her side. A few seconds later the rest of the herd follows. There was no panic or stampedes, at least from the adult horses. They had done this plenty of times, however the foals were freaking out. Which is what the dogs were for, to stay close to the foals to keep them with their mother. While the rest of the family spread out in a sort of wing formation to drive the mares toward the northern pasture. It didn't take but five minutes and soon the brood mare herd was grazing peacefully again.

Rylee leans down to pat her horse,"Good boy, Dynamite." The Mustang flanks rise and fall in a steady motion, but the gelding flicks his ears back toward his rider, signaling he was listening. Jacob returns from doing his final check on the pasture,"Alright, let's go move the others." Daniel comes trotting up, white flag wrapped around the pole and tucked against the saddle. "Here you go, Connor." The flag was passed off. The family took turns being a part of the rotation run or being the one who opened the gates and signaled that it was clear.

The gates were closed, and the family moves on. It took about an hour for them to move three more herds. The stallions(Which surprisingly didn't fight much), the yearlings, and the retired bunch. That was all of the horses that stayed in the pastures, now it was time for the other livestock. But first, it was time for a break. Chatting and laughing the Hunt family makes their way back to the barns, in time to see a truck and trailer pull up. Rylee frowns, she was unaware of anyone coming over. However her parents didn't seem to worried.

The family enters the courtyard that was the center of the little circle of barns. They all dismount and change the bridles out for halters, and tie the horses to the fence, spreading them out enough to where they wouldn't be able to kick each other if they got mad. The girths were loosened and water buckets were brought over and hung up for the horses. The boys headed off to feed the horses in the barns. While Rylee follows her parents who were going to greet the man who had climbed out of the truck, Hades on her heels.

The italian man pressed the button on the side to lower the door, it was a new trailer as a welcome gift from his uncle and he loved it very much. After it lowered Matteo walked in to untie the mare from the trailer, Molly sniffed his jacket then his hand then went back to eating from the hay net. He made sure she was ok the untied her and backed her out, her long flowy mane settled on her neck, the tips of it stopping at her knees. The man checked over her once again then turned to lead her to the side of the trailer.

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After tying her to the side he took the time to take off the boots to reveal her golden palomino legs, after setting the boots back in the mini tack room her peeled off the blanket and folded it. Soon he put everything away and switched out her trailer halter for the shiney show halter, while securing it to the mares head he heard footsteps approaching. The mares blue eyes and the mans green eyes landed on the family striding towards them, they were afar still so he took out the mares saddle and placed it on the saddle stand, he brushed his hands free of dirt then walked toward them.

(Credits)