Ally Rose Santoro | F | HD Hollywood | S | TB
Ally turned her head to catch the wavy haired girl, Rose, she believed.
She nodded a short greeting before shuffling out the cramped room.
The sky was slowly lightening and as she glanced down at her watch Ally realised that it was already 8:15am
"I'll meet you outside with the horses." She called out to Flora while walking back towards Hollywood.
He was standing very much impatiently in the cross ties.
Her boots echoed through the light framework of the barn as she slipped outside.
The cold bit into her skin and caught the breath in her throat.
Ally hadn't expected to see all that many people there, she had been hoping to get out the barn before the others woke for feeding.
Taking a moment to settle her head, she headed back in and got about to putting Hollywood's bell boots on.
The stallion fussed irritably as she tacked him up, as per usual.
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Caspian Rowelwind | M | The Sorria | S | P.B
The sound of pen scratching paper was the only thing that filled the room, aside from the occasional sigh.
Caspian was sat hunched over a large spreadsheet, tea in on hand and pen in the other.
He was busy with the weekly planner for the lessons that begun tommorow.
Nervous was an understatment.
Caspian took a sip of the tea and nearly spat it back out again.
He despised cold tea and here it was, colder than the air outside.
Frowning he glanced through the blinds and realised the sun had all but risen.
Rio would be looking for his breakfast now.
Sighing Caspian brought out his phone and searched for Roy's contact.
You: Need a favour, mind feeding Rio for me?
Roy: Out, sorry. The kids don't bite
Great, now he had to abandon his work, trudge through the freezing cold grounds and speak to all the students.
Caspian closed the file with all the sheets and shoved it back into his drawer.
Luckily he was already dressed and so headed out the door and onto the grounds.
He was wearing an old grey sweatshirt and black jods, along with old running shoes.
Heavy Downpours, Flood Warning
