Kholo sat at her desk, slowly working through mounds of paperwork. Due to Tim's disappearance, she had had to delay the show she was planning. Now all the participants were getting heated and it was just a big mess.

Sighing, she got up, her brain fried. She meandered slowly to the field, spotting Glory grazing peacefully in his field. Running, she vaulted easily over the fence, slowing as she neared him. "Hey, handsome," she murmured, burying her face in his mane. If only she had known how hard it would be to run a school.

Savannah Storm | 17 | M: Open

Savannah walked to the barn, the cold morning air making her cheeks a light pink. Slipping in, her face creased into a smile when she saw Avatar, nickering playfully. There was no sign of last night's tears, all traces gone. "Morning bud," she said softly, her throat catching. "I missed you." She entered his stall and picked up a brush.

A single tear began the trek down her cheek, but was hurriedly wiped for its effort. Savannah buried her face in Avatar's long, tangled mane, weeping softly. "I miss him, you know," she murmured. "I really do." Collapsing, she sat down on the straw, hiding her face in her knees.

Tim had stood there for a little while,Just staring at Emily's stables deep in thought,before his gaze was broken by a quick moving figure just in his eyeline.

With a deep breath he moved quickly to the fenceline,Although part of him was hesitant.Tim had alot of apologising to do.

He didn't speak,Not really knowing what to say to grab the owner's attention.A 'Hey' didn't seem appropriate somehow when you've disappeared for two weeks..

-Prince heard a familiar footsteps before he poked his head then he bellowed out a loud neigh when his dreamy dark brown eyes caught sight of Tim & Kholo before he starts bobbing his head then he blew out a snort. The gelding would have gained some weight on him but he had a long weigh to go-

Mystery | Espresso Silhouette | 8 | Eventer | Mare | Brazilian Sport Horse | M: Prince, Tim, Kholo

-Mystery poked her head out of her stall as well before she loudly whinnied when her blue eyes caught sight of Tim & Kholo as well before letting out a nicker that was loud enough to be heard. The mare was fully recovered from her sprained back leg + ankle as she had the ok from the vet for her to be ridden again but Heather wouldn't be anywhere on the property as she would be back in the hospital again since it was two weeks-

I'm regretting how long I could actually make this already loooll.))

Emily | Eventing | Tristan

"Alright, kid. Good luck, ride safely and accurately."

"Thanks, Tristan! See you on the other side," she replied energetically, moving Magik up to the gate. Before she knew it, the gates were open, signifying the start of her course. Cross country was always the phase she had wanted to enjoy, for it was the best for her brain. The most technical, outdoors, the most and least pressure simultaneously, the reasons were endless. Yet, it was one of the most difficult for her to ride. Having to ride in stirrups was already painful, but the amount of leg muscle required to compensate for two shot ankles was even more concerning. Yet, she could generally ride the course to a nice mark as long as she was allowed to go rest the entire remainder of the day.

"Move up, you good boy," she cooed, her seasoned gelding rocketing into a hand-gallop. She didn't want to push him too hard since he had already given his all to the dressage test, and even still, the course-creators of the show had pushed the optimum time back a reasonable amount of time to compensate for the dual-events.

She brought him to a log fence, which was very wide, and very high. She asked, and Magik replied. Despite both rider and horse just the slightest bit skeptical, they cruised over it as if it was a cross-rail. Then came the next fence. Clear. Then the next. They cleared it with room to spare. Each time Emily asked, Magik gave a "yes." Even to the point of fault...

They came up upon the head of the lake, a big fishing-boat style fence leaving a big drop into the water. Nothing either hadn't seen before. Emily's instinct was to "Mya it," also known as accrue enough impulsion down the strip to take off several strides to early. She kept her mind in check, her body now fatigued. They were over three-quarters of the way through the course, and as far as she knew, pretty much entirely on optimum time. And they had barely broken a sweat.

As they neared the fence, Emily asked, then hesitated. It was in the moment that he left the ground that she saw the distance she actually wanted. "Wait," she pleaded, but one hoof had already left the ground. As he went to plant the foot down once more, likely trotting a 2'6x3' wide fence, his hoof got caught in the actual boat, causing both rider and horse to fall over 5' into the water below. Two sickening snaps, one after the other, were the precursor to a sickening, blood-curdling scream. And that was the last thing the crowd heard as the medics went rushing into the water.

Kholo Mzi | 32 | M: Tim, open

Kholo looked up abruptly as she heard footsteps falling on the long, lush grass. She saw Tim walking towards her tentatively, seeming nervous. No wonder to that. He probably thinks I'm gonna scream at him. Or am I? she thought, her mind spinning with mixed feelings.

(Oof Em, that's gotta hurt like a lot o~o")

-Prince would be watching the humans along with Mystery, there would be a note on the gelding's stall door that Heather probably wrote before she had to go back to the hospital. The gelding snorted as his ears flicked back & forth with a swish of his tail, he would be kinda ease dropping on them a bit as he was quite curious but his eyes would be looking for his beloved owner, wondering where she is-

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Kholo

The blonde had kept just away from the fence,Resisting his urge to lean against the wooden beams.His blue eyes were now flicking from the young woman to the floor,Unsure of what to say for a moment.

"I erm.. I suppose I have some apologising to do.."

He spoke lightly,Frowning slightly.