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T'sani Mzi | 29 | RI | Emalee A light frown slipped over T'sani's good-natured face. "New student?" he asked, not waiting for an answer. "Why didn't Kholo tell me?" A hint of frustration fell over his normally kind words, echoed by his pursed lips. "Anyway, that has nothing to do with you. What discipline do you ride?" T'sani walked towards the blonde woman, holding his hand out in a shake. "T'sani Mzi. Racing and cross-country instructor."
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare "Prince" and Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" | School Horse: WO Descendants of Khan "Khan" | M: Open -Heather would have finished training her mare an hour later. She gently pats Mystery's neck and smiles a bit, feeling happy about the progress that the colorful mare has gone through in her care then she dismounts, flipping the reins over her head then she started to lead her back to the barn to get her cooled off since the mare was sweating a bit. Once she has entered the barn, she stopped by her gelding's stall and gave him half a carrot as his treat then she gave Mystery the other half, she gently rubbed Prince's face a bit to give him affection then walks off with the mare to one of the wash stalls-
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Taylor Sinde - Cowboy and Pebbles - 23 - No one - parking lot/main barn Taylor drove her imported 5 horse trailer (with huge living quarters *instert drooling face*), down the drive. She parks, and Gets out of her truck, walks to the back of the large trailer. She drops the ramp and a rush of cold air hits her. She undoes the divider and makes a kissing noise, and her grey gelding backed down the ramp slowly, he had on his sea green sheet, sea green shpping boots and his leather padded leather halter. She held him while her Silver stallion backed down the ramp, in his yellow sheet/boots. She took off both their boots and took both to their stalls. She put them in their stalls and walked back to her trailer. She got all their tack and tack bozes, and wheeled it to the front of their stalls. She didn;t know where the tack rooms were, so she left the tack boxes infront of their stalls. Sam Hunt - Its Corona Time - 18 - Parking lot/main barn Sam hopped out of his lifted truck and let his horse out of his aluminum stock trailer. The large warmblood had a fly mask on and rubber bell boots. Sam led the dun to his stall, he went back to the trailer, got a hay net and all his tack. He hung the hay net in Cory's stall, and set his tack infront of his stall. Sam grabbed a snack from his truck and headed to tack Cory up. He tacked the bay dun in Navy colored tack. He clipped the flash and clipped his helmet on, then headed to practice cross country.
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Emalee Sanders | 24 | T'Sani `` I'm dressage alongside cross country. Emalee Sanders.`` She told him, taking his hand and shaking it gently with a smile. `` I probably should have called before I came?`` Emalee asked patiently. She could tell he was slightly frustrated by her sudden appearance but she shook that off.
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Liz|W/BR|Giant|M: Cam Upon hearing Cam's question Liz slowed Giant's restless lope and kept him at a slow jog. Moving him closer, she pulled him to a stop. Looking at Cam she gestured towards her right hand. "Neck reining is relatively simple. It just takes time to get used to. You'll keep your thumb under, but only use your dominant hand. If the horse you're riding has the training I think he does, he'll respond to the cues. Now, I hold my reins a wonky way, so until you find a hand position that's comfortable, just keep all four fingers wrapped around the reins." Holding up her reins so Cam could see the hand positioning, Liz continued. "Think of your reins like a rainbow. When you want your horse to go left, arc your hand over to your left knee, making the right rein tight and the left rrein slack. The same concept stands for the right. Now, I dont know quite how much leg cues you've worked with, but squeezing with the inside leg to the turn will help reenforce your command. Though a well trained horse should pick up on neck reining alone. Let me see you ttry that once doing a big figure eight."
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T'sani Mzi | R/XC | 29 | Emalee "Ach, it's fine." He quickly brushed off his irritation, mentally planning to mention it to Kholo. An unconscious smile pricked at his lips at the thought of his scatterbrained sister. Trust her not to remember that a new student was arriving. Remembering Emalee, he hastened to welcome her. "Ah, a cross-country rider," he mused, nodding his head slightly. "Then I guess we'll be working together. Has anyone shown you your room, or should I?"
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Emalee Sanders|24| T'Sani `` Is that so? You're a cross country instructor. Looking forward to working with you. No one has showed me to the rooms yet.`` Em told him with a small smile. Emalee followed behind the man quickly, trying to keep up with his quickened pace. Edited at April 4, 2020 01:41 AM by ~ Hades ~
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare "Prince" and Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" | School Horse: WO Descendants Of Khan "Khan" | M: Open -Heather would be in one of the wash stalls with Mystery as she was brushing the mare down when the young woman had already gotten done with bathing the colorful horse. Her sky blue halter would be clipped on both sides by the crossties incase the mare got spooked or something, she let out a sigh as Heather started talking to her mare- "Do you think that Kholo is still mad at me, girl?" -she said with a very soft tone to her voice since she didn't talk loud, she would get a response from Mystery's kinda loudish snort with a shake of her silver mane which caused the young woman to laugh- "Yep, you've learned way to much from the old man"
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Kholo Mzi | 33 | NH/D | Erin, Emilyyn After introducing the teen to Secret, Kholo had left Emilynn to unpack and settle her horse in. The girl had seemed sweet, her obvious love for horses showing clearly. The short woman nipped into the tackroom, grabbing a notebook and pencil from the shelf below the crammed noticeboard. Quickly scribbling down some words, she stuffed it in her pocket for later. As she stepped into the barn once again, she noticed Heather washing down a mare of hers. Kholo had long since lost track of which horse was here, who was alive and where Heather was. To be honest, she had almost stopped caring. She kicked herself inwardly for harbouring a grievance. She did it way too often, a bad habit from her childhood. Sumoning up her emotional reserves, she walked towards the brunette. She leaned on the stall wall, her stature easy and nonchalant. "Heather," she began awkwardly. "I wanted to ask if you would be willing to do something at the upcoming show. Here." She resisted a taunting voice as she carried on. "Since you're such a great rider, I was thinking of pairing you with someone else tl complete a display. Any discipline, really."
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare "Prince" and Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" | School Horse: WO Descendants Of Khan "Khan" | M: Kholo, Open -Heather felt her own heart skip a beat when she heard the woman's voice as she looked over to give her undivided attention to Kholo, when she heard her saying Since you're such a great rider, she felt a bit hesitant about it while watching her colorful mare curiously stretch her head out to sniff the woman before them then, the brunette finally spoke- "Um sure, I'm pretty much willing to do anything and uh I'm not a great rider, I just follow Prince's lead" -Heather shyly said with bit of a nervous tone in her voice as she had always doubted her riding skills since she was 16- -Mystery would start to nuzzle Kholo's pockets in search of treats, picking up that habit from the gelding as Heather nervously shifted her gaze to the tile floor of the wash stall, starting to nervously play with the mare's mane a bit with her fingers as she started apologizing to Kholo about the Land Rover Olympic 3 day Eventing trails Championships- "I'm really sorry about taking off like that on short notice, I was just really happy for both me and my partner to compete against the best of the best one last time before his retirement. I know I should have told either you or someone but I was to afraid to since I wasn't sure of how any of you would react about it" -Heather very shyly admited through out her apology to Kholo- "So, you have every right to be both mad or disappointed in me for making a poor decision" -She nervously added-
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