Erin | 19 | D | M: Kholo, Noah, Heather, Liz, Open

Turning his head to look up at Noah, Erin audibly released a shaky, nervous breath, giving the younger guy a faint smile of familiarity. Although the kid clearly had a never ending stream of spoken thoughts, he was the only person that the anxious teen knew a little there. Something was better than nothing in giving him some sense of security, at least.

Somewhat attempting to hide his face, he took the excuse of Zues' bored look to turn away and get the equine's attention with a couple pets on the neck. Realizing that he should be atop the gelding, Erin shifted back near the saddle and dropped the stirrup down, thinking of mounting but getting cut off in that thought by the response of a nearby woman-- Heather, as Noah had called her. L-Land Rover..? People at this place are -already- doing -that- kind of thing?! Erin thought tensely, freezing up as his mind went wild with worrying hypotheticals. In no way did he believe that he could get anywhere near matching that, despite the fact that similar things were the stated goal of the equestrian center.

Not long after, he was shook into reality by the call of someone at the other end of the arena. Resisting trembling, his dark gaze shot in the direction of the voice, not picking up on what it had said. Er.. Focus! He silently shouted to himself. Forcing himself to look back at Zues, he took a deep breath to try calming down, not wanting to translate fear to the equine, then climbed up into the saddle, dropping the other stirrup from there.

Kholo Mzi | 33 | NH / D & Owner | Erin, Heather, Liz

Kholo felt a bolt of shock run through her as Heather spoke. Trying to hold it in, she placed a gentle smile on her face. Looking at Heather, she calmed her voice. "Oh, how exciting!" She made her voice happy, ignoring the anger that was building up inside of her. Why didn't she tell me? She's here on a scholarship, what the heck! I'm her flipping instructor, in case she's forgotten. Eurghh, why did I start a riding school?!!

"Are you leaving today?" Kholo said questioningly, staring at Heather. It was hard to miss the coolness in her dark eyes.

Hearing yet another voice echo in the indoor arena, Kholo flicked her attention from Heather to the woman. A real smile finally filled her face as she walked over to Liz, holding out her hand in a shake. "Hi, I'm Kholo," she said kindly, her eyes glancing at Shadow for a moment, before returning to her. "You must be Liz, right? Please excuse me for making you wait. I'm just busy with a lesson currently, if that's okay." She smiled at Liz, putting out her hand as Shadow sniffed it tentatively.

Savannah Storm | 17 | Avatar | E | Aria, Kholo, lesson peeps

"Savannah Storm." The teen was brusk; after grooming quickly, she threw on the worn dressage saddle and tightened the girth. She echoed no sign of listening to Aria, apart from the fact that she replied.

"We should be in the arena right now." Leading Mozart otu of the stall, she ran down the stirrups and hopped on. "You should have a schoolhorse. It says who in the tackroom." With that, Savannah clucked Mozart into an extended walk and rode to the arena, with nothing more than a curt nod to Aria.

Entering the indoor ring, she fell behind the new student as they warmed up. Savannah let the piebald walk loosely, her hands gentle but firm.

After searching for his schoolhorse in the numerous barns, Cam finally found Stardust. He led out the pretty palomino, the mare following obediently.

He quickly tacked up, using his spare Bates saddle and new black numnah. Stardusts tood still, glancing back every now and then to check if Cam was okay.

After putting on the bridle, Cam led the mare to the arena, his head held high. He might be late, but he would not be self-conscious. Quickly halting Stardust, he placed his foot in the shiny stirrup and hopped on, hsi tall figure dwalfing the small mare.