Emily | Katrina, Rhynn, Tim

Emily gave a bright grin, suddenly enthusiastic again rather than mournful with Katrina. Even Katrina's general disposition seemed to have lightened, but whether that was because she was truly feeling better or just putting on a brave face for Rhynn and Tim was unknown.

"Tim, Rhynn is Noah's big sister. Me and Katrina have both worked for her family doing different things at different times. Obviously I'm sure you know Cooley Acres..."

Rhynn groaned. "I don't feel like being entitled right now, can you just shut up?"

Both girls looked at each other and giggled. Rhynn gave a knowing smirk. "I'm sure you're familiar with Noah, he's always doing something stupid and/or juvenile."

As Emily giggled, Rhynn focused back on Katrina, who seemed to be sleepily staring off in one direction. "So is the cryfest about my idiot brother or did I miss something?"

Katrina gave a grieving glance, the expression telling all.

"...you know, you could sell Tucker back to me. I can forge Spencer's signature."

"No, no. I don't want anything to do with him, I just want him to stay away from me."

"Fair enough. That pony is the devil incarnate anyway." Clasping her hands together, she said, "we should go out and go bar-hopping, I'm bored."

"Rhynn, it's almost six in the morning.."

"And," Emily added to Katrina's statement, "you're nineteen. You're illegal here."

Swearing under her breath, she said, "well, we should do something. What is there to even do around here?"

Sandra Proudstorm | 18 | Show Jumping | Moonstone River "Silver" and The Great Rebellion "Shade" | School Horse: WO Legends Rise "Legend" | M: Sam, Marley, Dajana, Aodhan

-Sandra would have heard Sam's voice which she slowed her school horse to a halt before looking over at the group with a raised eyebrow. Already processing what was being asked, she gave a very warm smile before replying- "Sure, Legend could use a break from all the work we were doing anyway." -she said this before riding over to the group while the gelding started to get a bit excited about the hack which the ebony haired woman thought it would be a great opportunity to start making some friends here other than her older sibling since Sandra is the more social type of person than Heather at the very least-

-Sandra didn't know any of their names either which she didn't feel guilty about at all but she was very interested in getting to know them at least but her mind was somewhere else as she still kept wandering of where Heather had disappeared off to so early in the morning with little Toby-

Timothy / M: Katrina, Rhynn, Emily.

The blonde offered an amused chuckle at Rhynn's reaction,nodding slowly to both hers and Emily's question.

"Yes - I do have the pleasure of knowing Noah."

The more they spoke the more confused the man became,not being able to stop how utterly lost he was crossing his features.So was this about a horse?- All this emotion?

"Age never seemed to stop us at home."

He couldnt help but contribute with a boyish grin at the memories of past wild nights,which seemed like a century away from his life right now.

"There is a neat little town not far from here,or so i hear anyways..I dont know as to if there is much more.Well,At least at this time."

He offered an eyebrow raise,his gaze amused yet warmed.Perhaps that was due to the fatigue slowly yanking at his eyelids.It amazed him how the 3 women still had the energy for being up so early -

"God - I really am becoming an Old Man."

Tim chuckled with a groan,raising his hands to rub his eyes and settling back into the sofa a little more.It was quite the contrary of wanting to leave to go rest,Curiousity eating away at him - but the string of action packed days seemed to be doing the same.

bro I'm SO sorry, I forgot you posted and so I just remembered in a panic and here we are. I'm losin my mind :)))

Noah | Aria, Judea, Sav

"Yesyesyes! I love bunnies, I love them so much." Noah seemed hardly fazed by the shove and took off running after the bunny, who was scared out of his own mind. "Hey, what if Sir Hoppington is a girl? Then he probably has a husband, right? Wouldn't that make him Lady Hoppington?"

As they ran, the teen started to feel out of breath, despite Spencer making him work out with him nonstop while they were together in Ireland. They had probably covered several hundred yards and he'd begun to lose sight of the bunny, who'd darted under a bush nearby.

"Do you see him? I don't see him..."

As Noah began to call for him, he heard a loud noise from a nearby farmhouse. It seemed worn-down and uninhabitable for any people, and the teen wondered if Kholo knew it existed.

"Did you hear that?" He chirped brightly? "I think there's gotta be hundreds of bunnies in there! Let's go check it out!!!"

This dude has no tact, it's actually funny.

Cameron Fairfield | 19 | SJ | Heather

Cam was still in that bubble of excitement from meeting not one, but two fellow Aussies. Being able to have a conversation with someone without them pointing out your accent was a rather refreshing experience.

Seeing a large truck pull into the nearby parking lot, Cam left his demon stallion by the cross-ties half-tacked. He didn't trust Lucifer enough to leave him alone, so he quickly motioned to one of the stable hands to keep an eye on him. It had taken him half an hour to groom the black into a state of mutual dislike, a more comfortable mood than the previous, I-will-kill-you-no-matter-what one. Much more comfortable.

He waved to Heather with a friendly shrug, shaking out his naturally long hair. As usual, it was tangled and loose, blowing in the breeze easily. "What've you got there?" he called, gesturing to the soft noises coming from the trailer. "More horses?" He let out a low whistle, for no particular reason. "But don't you already have two?"

Suddenly remembering something, he cocked his head and leaned back lazily. "Talkin' of them, where's the old man? Me an' him were getting to be good friends. Haven't seen him in a few days." Cam was completely oblivious to the emotion he was likely to tug out of Heather; being his ignorant self, he had heard sight nor sound of the gelding's death.

Savannah Storm | 17 | Noah, Judea

Savannah squirmed only slightly in Noah's warm embrace, never having been one for prolonged physical contact. Wriggling out of it after a few bearable moments, she replied, "Didn't miss your idiocy, though." Her insult was gruff, a light smile on her usually dark face. As much as she could try hide it, she was happy to see Noah again. Really happy. Other than Wyatt, who had magically disappeared as usual, he was the only one here who had put up with her nonsense. Although, it was a mutual job.

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"Sir Hoppington The Third? Since when do rabbits get knighted?"

Following the two boys reulctantly, Savannah trudged through the woods in an attempt to keep them sane. Or herself sane. Although most likely, the latter was too late. She'd come to that conclusion years ago, soon after she started riding. But in her opinion, sanity was over-rated.

Finally catching up with Judea and Noah, she glanced quickly at the source of their abrupt halt. A run-down building, probably inhabited by a group of foxes or some other animal.

"Go in there? A random, broken house with no signs of life, in the middle of the woods at night?" She snorted sarcastically, one eyebrow raised slightly. "Thanks for the thought, but no." But apparently, the two Energizer bunnies were already off, trying to find their so-called 'Sir Hoppington The Third'.

"Guess someone'll have to put up with this madness."

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventing | Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" and Titanium "Storm" | School Horse: WO Descendants Of Khan "Khan" | M: Cam, Open

-Heather would have pulled up into the facility's driveway, parking her jeep into the nearby parking lot as she turns the engine off. She let out a sigh as she turned around to look back at Toby who had caught her attention with his soft puppy whimper, she gently smiled at the pup before gently petting his head then she turns back around and rolls some of the windows down before getting out of the driver side, shutting the driver side door in the process as she made her way over to the back of the trailer to get the two studs out. As she started unlatching both sides of the trailer door, she looked over to see Cam, waving back to him before looking away while setting the trailer door down like a ramp onto the gravel ground-

-The brunette was able to hear what the Aussie said as she already had two halters in hand- "Well uh I bought one horse for my little sister as a surprise gift and I wasn't planning on buying another horse but plans change I guess." -She said this when she stepped inside the trailer, being on the dark bay stud's left side as she gently pats him before placing the stallion's Jade green halter on then she starts carefully backing the young Hanoverian out of the trailer-

-Once he was completely unloaded, she gives him a treat as he greatfully ate out of her hand while his ears flicked around a bit to listen to his new surroundings. Heather felt her own heart drop a bit when she heard Cam asking about Prince, she kept her eyes focused on the dark bay horse as she starts fiddling with his black mane, starting to break the news to the Aussie- "He um..he passed away in the pasture on the night of the formal event but um, he's buried up at mine & Sandra's Mother's ranch under an old cherry blossom tree that he loved to hang out under." -She felt her voice crack a bit as the young woman hasn't fully recovered at all from the loss of her old faithful partner, batting her eyes a bit to keep the tears well enough away as she didn't want to cry in front of him or anyone in that matter, not wanting to show any weakness-

Marley - Roze | Nirvana | M: Hack peoples

Marley kept her eyes on the group as the grey kept fussing under her. So many times was the woman tempted to get off and lead him back, yet she didn't.

Each time he tried to rear Marlz tightened her legs and pulled on the reins slightly, almost forcing the horse back down. She nudged him into a canter and they started forwards, replacing the people at the front. `` Sorry guys!`` Marley called out.

Stopping the horse abruptly she felt something ping in her. Pantop turned slightly and faced the group as they slowly caught up. Marley pulled out her phone as Pantop walked on and quickly looked at something before inputting a number into her contacts and slipping it back into her pocket.

Lorenzo Biancci | 27 | Astrid

Lorenzo managed a weak smile, his stature slowly loosening to a contained state of anxiety. "It doesn't matter," he said lightly, the smile not reaching his eyes. "Not any more." He sank into deep silence, staying that way for the rest of their ride.

There wasn't much to say. He wouldn't, couldn't, tell the truth. It was clear by now that she was clueless to his true feelings. That question had proved it. How was she supposed know? It was better hidden, he decided. They could go back to what they were before that - they must. It would never be the same, no, but they could try. He could try.

But deep down, Enzo knew nothing would ever be the same again; not now, not ever.

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Lorenzo managed to catch up on a few hours of sleep, waking up to look slightly less dishevelled than the previous morning. Only slightly, though. Jumping through a much-needed shower, he tossed on a clean t-shirt, pausing momentarily to brush back his hair.

Finally emerging from his cottage, Enzo walked energetically to the barn, nodding good-naturedly to the few students up and about. It still felt strange to be addressed as 'Sir'; he was so used to being an equal. Maybe he should ban it from his lessons.

Lorenzo made quick work of tacking up a high-strung looking Arab, having found a note with his name on it beside hers. The mare was a slight palomino, bearing the breed's haughty face. Quickly tapping out a text on the general Oaks group, he slid his phone back in his pocket. All-round English lesson in the dressage arena. Teaching a few tricks. Lorenzo. Done.

He contemplated checking if anyone nearby wanted to join, but decided against it. If anyone actually arrived, that would only be in a while. It would give him some time to have his personal church service.

For a few years now, Lorenzo had avoided going to church, simply because so many lost the actual meaning through long prayers and fancy wording. He preferred instead to go on a trail ride, or lie on the grass for a while, or stargaze when night fell. That was where he found true worship, instead of stuffy buildings with out-dated sermons.

Astrid Elliot | 27 | M: Lorenzo

The small dark haired woman let out a content sigh as she dropped the geldings reins. Despite being a cross country rider Astrid was currently dabbling in Western. She pulled the hat down over her tired face and nudged the gelding into a trot, putting her neck reining skills to good use.

Bjorn wasn't supposed to be used for this but that was why one of her other horses were being shipped across the country. She kept her eyes focused on the horse under her and watched his movements.

Her dark hair bobbed with her movements and her eyes scanned the arena, only to fall on a passerby. She nudged Bjorn into a canter and crossed the arena, slowing him down before calling out. `` Enzo! Over here!`` Astrid called out happily. It was obvious that last nights incidents had done the opposite of making her mad. They eased her mind.