-After a few minutes of rest, she opened her eyes as she felt fully rested but she wasn't sure if she should keep pushing herself since the doctor told her that she should stay in bed to rest for a couple of days so her leg can heal but she was just to worried about Prince & Mystery as she wasn't sure of who to trust to take care of them anymore, let alone with anyone riding Mystery since her gelding is slowly gaining his weight back-

-Heather would just be staring blankly at the ceiling, not 100% sure of what to do anymore at this point but she knew that she can't break down in front of anyone as she tries her best to keep up the "happy go lucky" act while she still felt broken on the inside, she's been broken ever since her father & his horse lost their lives from a fatal riding accident at the Olympics when both her & her sister were both 4 & 2 years old-

Haven't posted for this gal in ages! Sorry Sav XD

Savannah Storm | 17 | M: Open

Savannah nudged Avatar into an extended trot. They were in the middle of a schooling session, with clouds threatening to break. Avatar pinned his ears back and ignored the girl on his back, staying stubbornly at a walk.

"Agh, seriously, dude? Today HAS to be your bad day?" she asked irritably, rolling her eyes. She tried again, this time for a working trot. Again, he refused. "Snap outta it!" she exclaimed as the big grey stallion swished his tail, angry.

Then something snapped inside Avatar's brain. He reared, letting out an ear-splitting scream as he did so. Savannah immediately clutched the saddle, her face draining to a paper white shade. She knew what was coming next. Oh, too well. The stallion bucked, heavy, deep bucks.

Then he seemed to calm for a moment, before rearing so high he seemed to go vertical. Savannah lost her seat and slipped, trying to grab his thick mane. He bucked, a final buck which threw Savannah off, landing uncomfortably near the jumps.

Noah | HJ/E | Sav

Leaning against the fence rail, Noah childishly acknowledged, "You know, I think there's a reason it's called riding and not falling..."

As if she wasn't on the ground, her horse running loose, Noah jumped the fence, but remained perched on the top. Nonchalantly, he asked, "do you know where Tim and Tristan and all those guys are? Aren't we supposed to be in a lesson right now?"

Tristan | HJI | Tim

Tristan gave the man an intense expression, eyebrows knitted together sharply. He did his extreme best to keep his personal life separated from his instruction, and despite Tim being a coworker who'd poured his own hearts and personal trauma out in the hunter instructor's hands, he absolutely disliked the thought of him knowing that.

"How did you know that? Who told you? I haven't told anyone at the barn and I don't have social media, how did you find out?"

Savannah | 17 | M: Noah, open

Savannah looked up sharply as Noah spoke. Of all the times he could have watched me ride, it had to be this one, she thought ruefully. Why couldn't he have seen the beautiful collected trot I got Avatar to do a moment ago? Standing up slowly, she winced as she wriggled her joints. She dusted the sand off her, before walking to her horse.

Avatar was standing, waiting for her. He looked as if butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. He nuzzled her gently, breathing down her neck. "That's not gonna make up for what you did," she grumbled affectionately, kissing his soft nose.

Louder, she said, "Dunno. Maybe ask Kholo?"

-Heather finally came out of the house, her cell phone would be in her back pocket as she was making her way over to the barn. She noticed Savannah's fall but sees that Noah is there as she sneaks into the barn, after a while of walking/limping down the aisle she stops at both Prince & Mystery's stalls as she would be checking up on them both before slipping Prince's red nylon halter on then clips his black & grey lead rope on as it was now attached to the halter-

-She takes him out of his stall, walking down the aisle with her large gelding as they exited the barn. Starting to walk him around the large property to excerise him, he would have his ears perked with a swish of his tail as he was enjoying it so far since he was very happy to be out of his stall which he hates being cooped up in a stall all day like yesterday-

Noah | HJ/E | Sav

"I don't wanna ask her, she's grouchy and she worries about everything constantly," he whined childishly. "But I want to ride, but I don't want to get yelled at. They do that enough..."

Glancing over his shoulder, he saw a familiar red truck pull into the driveway. "Why is Wyatt here, Sav? You're the only other one who talks to him ever..."

In the past few weeks, Noah had done only a bit of maturing, but maturing still. It seemed the girl's aggression actually had a tendency to keep him in check, causing him to 'behave,' somewhat...

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Savannah, Noah, Wyatt

-Heather would be standing next to Prince as he calmly grazed. Just when she was about to pull her phone out to call Tristan or someone, she noticed that Prince suddenly shot his head up and the large gelding got in the young women's personal space in a very protective way, she wasn't she why he was acting like this until she saw the red truck. Her green eyes curiously studdied the truck, wondering who it was but she didn't want to lead the gelding over there as she wasn't sure of what he may do since his body isn't relaxed at all-

Tim was lightly taken aback by his usually calm collegue's reaction ,But couldn't help but stiffle a laugh,

"Relax mate.Just observational - "

The blonde had wiggled his fingers at him to signal Tristan's ring,Before smirking and glancing up at the sky,

"Panicked we were thinking about you while you were gone did you?"

Tristan | HJI | Tim, Emily

Softening, and even allowing a small blush to creep up his tanned complexion, he allowed a sheepish smile to remain for all of five seconds. Then, the alarm on his phone began beeping, which caused him to reach in his pocket hastily and turn it off. "Ten minutes are up, there's a good chance she's too sedated to even remember who we are or the wrongs we've committed against her..."

With a small half-smile, possibly showing sympathy, Tristan got up off the bench, now soaked like Tim due to the showers. "Gotta love this Virginia weather, huh? What do you say we go back in and give her another shot?"