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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Eventer | Tim & Emily
-Heather gave Gabriella a kind smile as she appreciated the girl for catching her old boy then she waved by before walking away as the gentle giant followed. She noticed Tim & Emily and decided to try to be social for once in her life. She walked over while leading her gelding then finally spoke to the duo- "Um Hello, I'm Heather Proudstorm. This is my horse, Prince." -She introduced both her & her gelding to them-
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Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chanler | M:every one meeting with the eventers Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: same
Luke and GAbriella troted into the arena where the meeting was being held. Red and Chance popped up at the same time. "stop it you can play later." Gabriella said to Chance. Red walked around like Luke asked him to. GAbriella tensed up as she saw Heather again. Luke stopped his music then but his phone away.
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Tristan | Hunter/Eq Instructor | Open
Tristan jogged into the barn, appearing scatter brained as ever. He was late. Not just late, late-late. He wasn't sure how many kids he'd be teaching, or what riding opportunities he'd have himself, but he was certainly convinced this could very well be his big break. He saw a bunch of kids, nobody seeming to be quite as old as he had anticipated.
Stopping at a random group (anybody works), Tristan ran his hands through the curly fluff of hair that sometimes fell in his face. "Hey friends, are any of you hunter or eq riders?"
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Oskar Brins | 20 | Ashes of War |
Oskar dismounted close to the barn. Sweat beads were scattered across his forehead, from both being hotter than he expected and the nervousness of a new place. He grabbed the lead rope from the ground from where he had thrown it down dusting it off with his hand. He wondered if the instructor for hunter would ever show up. He took the bridle to the tack room. He saw the eventing riders getting ready for a lesson. With a pang of jealously he decided he would watch them after he washed down Clive. With sudden excitement he quickly unsaddled the roam and brushed him down. It wasnÂ’t terribly hot so for the stallion so he made sure his coat was nice and neat before taking him to his stall. He wondered if he was aloud to set him loose in a pasture, being the stall wouldnÂ’t cut it permanently.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Meeting with the Eventers
-Heather would be looking around before her green eyes laid upon Gabriella, she gave her a kind smile then she decided to walk over to the girl and her brother- "I wanted to thank you for catching the old boy, he likes to escape his stall rarely. I hope he didn't give you both to much trouble" -she said with a raised eyebrow, she already noticed that Gabriella was tense- "So, uh what got you both inspired into doing Eventing?" -Heather would ask them both curiously as the large black gelding was looking at Chance-
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Savannah Storm | 16 | M: Open
Savannah trotted into the arena, seeing that others had already arrived. She walked Avatar around the arena, having no interest in talking to the other students
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Timothy Blue/ Eventing Instructor / M: Emily,Heather,All Eventers?
Tim had been watching her,With an almost intrugied expression as she mentioned her sign-up, "Honestly - I dont know where my living quarters are right now,So No.I just got a call,Presumed they'd done some digging before hand?" He pauses in thought before looking at her with an eyebrow raise and, "Is there something I should know?" Tim says in a half assertive voice,Kind of showing his ability to take charge if he needed to.The other half was very much his messing around voice.Tim hadnt quite established his need for formality as an Instructor.. He turns to glance as a pair wander over,Introducing herself.Tim gives a nod of acknowledgement about to outreach his hand for a shake before he freezes at the word eventing, "Oh F-" He mutters,Eyes wide at the realisation his watch said his meeting was - Well right now.Tim glances up at the pair,clearing his throat and talking quickly, "Erm- Eventing meet up in 5,In the arena down here.Bring your mounts please." He turns quickly,striding down the corridor before booming,
"Eventers to the arena - Fully equipped with mount please."
Let the fun begin! xD) Edited at August 16, 2019 02:35 AM by Flipperruby30
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Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chanler | M: Eventers meeting Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: same
Luke and GAbriella got there jumping saddles and Luke got a black saddle pad and GAbriella got a white saddle pad and they put there saddles on the walked out to the arena. Luke nodded to the instuctor as they walked into the arena. "it is weird to rid with a saddle again." Gabriella said as she put her feet in her stirrups. "well get used to it cause this is not pony camp." Luke said as he let Red have his head.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Timothy, Emily, Eventers
-Heather would lead Prince over to the arena since she already has the old boy tacked up. She mounts up onto her gelding as he stood patiently still then she rode him over to the instructor would be before halting him. She saw that Prince was sniffing that man's pockets as she tries not to laugh at the old gelding's silly tactics of looking for treats-
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Timothy Blue / Eventing Instructor / M: Heather,Gabriella,Luke.
Tim had essentially marched as quickly as he could manage without running toward the arena, His face a little flustered at realisation he wasn't that prepared - At all. He gave a quick nod as two riders entered,turning to sift through a list of names he had as he takes a deep breath to collect himself before everyone arrived. "Cool.Calm.Collected." He chants to himself under his breath,trying to think of how his previous trainers had acted around him as he reads the names.There were more than he had expected,Nerves appearing in his thoughts. Thankfully his panicking was cut short to the feel of a a horse Nuzzling his pockets.Tim gives a chuckle,turning to look at both horse and rider, "Well Hello trouble." A look of recognition passed his face as he glances at the gelding,It soon gone as he descided not to make a big deal, "Well we have Nightmare - So you must be Heather?" He questions,Reaching down to his list and ticking off the name.
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