Liz|W/BR|Giant|M: Conrad, Will, Tristan

Liz smiled as she turned away from the lesson, confident her niece should stay in one piece. Returning to the barn, she tickled Shadow's nose before continuing to the tack room, taking a glance at Tristan while passing by and chuckling lightly at how studious he looked in his office. She saw a list of horses and noticed her name next to one such Giant. Wondering what kind of horse got that name, she grabbed a fairly decent but well worn Western saddle that was labeled with his name, as well as a bridle. Carrying the things with ease despite her size, she found the chestnut easily and smiled, putting his halter and lead rope on. "Hey, big guy! Ready to have some fun?"

She threaded the lead through her belt loop, allowing her to carry his tack, she led him out toward a small-ish circle ring, just to get a sense of his personality and temperament. Waving to the two men in another ring with a filly, she entered the ring and put the tack by the fence and closed the gate. Taking off Giant's lead, she let him get out his wiggles before clicking to him, asking for him to come forward. The gelding's ears pricked, but he didn't heed her call. Liz let out a gentle breath and smiled. "So that's how it's going to be, huh?" Clicking to him, she swung the end of the lead rope, urging him on for a few rotations. Standing in the center of the ring, she turned her back to him and clicked again, seeing his reaction. This time he walked to her back, snuffling at the woman. She scratched his head before moving on to other groundwork, trying to understand Giant's mentality.

Jace finally broke and smirked when Katrina called him 'tough guy'. He glanced down at her hand then took it in his own. His thin pale hands had sliver lines like scares all over it. His had was warm tho, and his grip was firm. Once done shaking her hand he let go and his hand went back to his side.

He glanced down at his tack and then back up at the girl who was standing infront of him. "We just got done doinf cross country, but we are going to do some dressage later." Jace explained as he looked dwn at her slightly.

He knew that he was not trying to be intimidating, but he aslo knew he could come off like that some times. Jace relaxed slightly as felt Dagger nuzzle him slightly. Jace reached over a thin spidery hand and rubbed the stallions grey muzzle. Dagger licked his hand a little bit and Jace smiled.

Sandra Proudstorm | 18 | Show Jumper | Moonstone River | M: Open

-Sandra let out a sigh then she let Silver into the barn to go get her settle in her new stall as they stepped into the barn. She lead her dapple grey mare down the aisle as she looks for Silver's stall as her black hair would be up in a ponytail, gently swaying side to side in motion of her walking cycle while their steps gently echoed through out the barn. Once the young woman found her mare's stall as it was right next door to Prince's stall as Mystery's stall is on the other side of his stall, which meant the gelding would be in the middle of the two mares. Sandra opened the stall door before leading the mare into her stall, seeing that there's already fresh hay in the hay net & fresh water in the bucket, she closed the stall door behind both her & her mare before taking her purple halter off then she gently petted the mare- "Rest easy girl, we'll ride tomorrow and maybe practice our jumping skills" -she softly said to the mare before she left Silver's stall, closing and locking the stall door then heads to her truck to get her three sets of tack sets so she can get her stuff settled in before getting Mystery from the pasture-

Wyatt | Western | Conrad, Liv, Tim

"Naw, all good. But, which walmart, though? There's like three of those and a million dollar stores, that's Virginia..." He chuckled, trailing off and exchanging grins with Conrad, who had agreed. "Can you send me your location on your phone? I figure if I know how, you know how, right, partner? I'm no rocket scientist and that's a fact."

Noticing that another woman had taken up the other round pen, the filly under him began to become slightly restless. "Stop, Dais, you were being so good," he pleaded, jumping off of the mare calmly and waving back to the girl. "I'm gonna throw her in the other stall down at the show barn with the two colts, can you keep an eye out while I go grab Tim?"

"Yeah, sounds good," Conrad agreed, "I'm surprised he's coming back. Do you have any idea?"

Just offering him a kind, knowing smile, Wyatt didn't answer the question, thanked the man for his assistance with the colts, and walked the filly down the hill.

.....

Before long, he'd recieved the man's location, and spent a twenty minute drive reflecting on whether he'd been right in his judgement to ask the man to come. Of course, it wasn't about him. He trusted Emily, and knew she'd do what was right for her own happiness. It was more about whether seeing him would actually inspire her to get back to her old life, or wallow in sorrow more. All he'd wanted to do was help.

Pulling into the massive parking lot filled with all kinds of hooligans, Wyatt quickly spotted the man who was sitting on one of the outdoor benches. Pulling his truck up to the side, he rolled down his window, getting a closer look at the man as he smiled. "Jump on in," he said with an amused grin. He played along with the niceties, but couldn't help but be in awe at how bad he looked, too. He wondered what'd happened to the man, and where he'd been. The first and last time Wyatt had seen him, Tim was in a jealous rage at the hospital, mainly targeted at the western rider himself. Was he any better at controlling his emotions than Emily? Was this a completely terrible idea?