I don't know where to put her, so she's...I don't even know.

Savannah Storm | 17 | E | Open

The rather dishevelled teen trudged along the dark path, her green eyes low and irritable. Muffled music came from the building nearby, one of the many reminders that there was an event happening. Others included the overflowing parking lot, dimly lit outdoors, and the almost continuous messages Kholo had sent throughout the day.

"Don't forget, gala begins at 7pm!" "Just a reminder, it begins in thirty minutes." "Please try to arrive soon, it is now 7:15." "To those of you who haven't come, please come. As a favour to the school."

Sighing, Savannah stepped into the barn, never having had any intwntions of attending the gala. It all seemed like a gathering for attractive woman, single men and overly rich businessmen. And she clearly didn't fit into any of those categories.

Avatar let out a welcoming nicker as the teen grabbed the torch that was kept beside the door, in case of emergencies. Quietly slipping into the grey's stall, she pulled out a small carrot piece, saved from lunch. "Got something for you, bubs," she murmured lightly with a wry smile that never reached her eyes. "Here, boy." The stallion crunched the vegetable happily, nudging Savannah gently.

Astrid Elliot | Bjorn, Raven | M: Open

Astrid raised herself onto her shorter legs and pushed the stray dark brown hairs out of her face. She chucked the cup in the bin, most of the liquid still inside then slowly pushed herself through the crowds of people. Astrid let a small sigh escape as she felt the cold night air hit her in the face. She walked quickly over the gravel towards the barn where the large stocky buckskin stallion was seemingly waiting for her. Not in the mood for much tack Astrid hooked some reins onto his halter and led him out of his stall.

Astrid led him through the stables, his hoof beats echoing gently. Quickly the stable roof was replaced with the dark night sky. They headed towards a large empty arena, Astrid slowly feeling better. She opened the gate, the stallions ears perking at the sound. Astrid pulled her small body up onto the dappled horses back and nudged him into a trot, bouncing gently with him as they did laps around the arena.

Sandra Proudstorm | 18 | Show Jumping | Moonstone River "Silver" | School Horse: WO Legends Rise "Legend" | M: Kholo, Open

-Sandra looked up from her phone to look at Kholo then giving her a kind smile- "Yeah, it's a rather long evening." -The ebony haired woman said kindly before glancing over at the door and frowns a bit then looks back at Kholo again while worry danced in her eyes a bit, still worried about her older sister because of what happened to Prince but she tries to hide it with a simple smile- "Really? My sister is the same way even though me and our mother love social gatherings like parties or something." -her eyes had light up in excitement when she mentioned their mother to Kholo-

Katrina | ECT | Tim, Emily

Katrina listened thoughtfully, her warm brown eyes filled with thought. "Ah, would have never guessed you were english, or that you evented." A wry smile tugging at her lips, she looked off into the darkness, replying, "there's not much to tell. Grew up in Spain, got a scholarship to some bigshot private school here in the states, found love, lost it, and ended up here. Like I said, not much to tell."

Quietly, she observed Emily, who was now standing idly in a corner talking to Laurence, glancing over their way every now and again. "What's happening with her?"

Timothy Blue / EI / M:Katrina,Laurence,Emily etc.

He couldn't help but offer a slight smile,Chucking as he sipped again from his glass rim,

"You're almost as bland as me."

For a few moments the blonde stood staring into space as there was a little silence,before waking gently as her voice murmured once again.In this moment He followed her gaze,locking eyes with Emily momentarily,his face marginally expressionless as he quickly moved from it.Tim refrained from answering his company's question.In truth - He didn't know.

(Sorry its short,Deciding where to throw Sam Lol.)

The strawberry-blonde had begun her rounds of all the rich and self-involved young men,finding her self in Small pairs and trios in which the high spirits would usually lead to some kind of competition.Sam adored the attention,the conflict she could cause just over whom she was paying the most attention.She certainly had no want or desire to commit to anything whatsoever,not so much as even leave with one of them.But the dancing around,compliments and longing looks helped to boost her ego.And it only drove her to toy with them more.

Now she swayed her way onto the next group,Standing on one hip in a sexy manner - her expression soft and affectionate.A little seductive almost as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as the surrounding men laughed a little outrageously at something she had said,each trying to out do the other.

Kholo Mzi | 33 | Sandra

Kholo sensed that there was something the showjumper wasn't telling her, but she decided instead to keep quiet. If Sandra felt like staying silent, let it be. She wouldn't enjoy it if the girl started prying into her secret agendas.

"Seems like she's the only clever one," Kholo joked, before realizing what she had said. She clapped her hand over her mouth, her face subsiding in a fit of helpless giggles. In between gasps, she managed to say, "Oh, I didn't mean it like that! I just meant-" She collapsed into another wave, her cheery face overwhelmed with laughter.

Sandra Proudstorm | 18 | Show Jumping | Moonstone River "Silver" | School Horse: WO Legends Rise "Legend" | M: Kholo, Open

-Sandra started to giggle a bit, she wasn't offended by what the older woman said at all but her smile slowly faded, she knew that she had to tell Kholo what happened which she knew that Heather would break down for even trying to say the gelding's name- "So um Kholo, There's something I have to tell you...it's about Prince, Heather's gelding. He um, he passed away today but the workers from our mother's ranch came and got him an hour ago to go bury him under his favorite tree.." -the ebony haired woman had quietly told the woman so the others won't hear-

Astrid had unmounted the buckskin and was watching him lope around on his own. She reluctantly clicked her tongue and smiled as the large horse trotted over to her, stopping to place his head on top of hers.

She grabbed the reins and pulled them over his large head, ruffling his mane slightly. Bjorn tossed his head, his dark hair returning to its normal resting place. He arched his neck slightly as he was walked through the dark aisle, dropping his head slightly as Astrid unclipped the reins.

Giving the stallion one last scratch under the forelock she waved goodbye and headed quickly out of the stables, needing and wanting to find Lorenzo. She searched around desperately before seemingly hearing a dsitressed voice in the small alleyway between the two toilet blocks. Astrid turned on her heels and slowly walked down, her brown eyes looking the tall figure up and down. Reaching him slowly she outstretched a warm hand and firmly placed it on his foream. Astrid let out a small chuckle as he jumped but immediately returned to her serious state of mind.

`` Why did you run?`` Astrid asked sternly, slowly retracting her hand. Her eyes were almost pleading for an answer and her body language was saying she was dissapointed.