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Olivia Lancewood | 16 | Tyler, Zander, Therese "She's a real sweetheart, isn't she?!" The teen fondled the mare's mane affectionately, grinning over at Therese. "I love pintos!" She returned her fickle attention to the conversation, backing Oasis up as she glanced around fervently. "Ooh the river sounds amazing!! I just adore how much history this place has! Don't you guys?" Livvie twisted to look at the others, by now already facing the direction of the trails. Oasis flicked one ear back boredly, standing patiently at a loose rein. The mare was clearly an old hand - she stood casually in a square halt, her neck comfortably low while she waited for her rider's command. "-and apparently there's these islands nearby where wild ponies live, plus they're usually patterned!" Livvie was already off on a tangent as they entered the trails, gesturing as she described the Assateague Island's history. "Misty Of Chincoteague was set there - that was like, my absolute favourite book ever! What sort of books did y'all read?" Only one day and seven conversations in, she was already throwing around Southern slang like she was a born Virginian. (why do we all have creativity spurts at different times xP)
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Heather Proudstorm | 21 | Eventer | Espresso Silhouette "Mystery" and Titanium "Storm | School Horse: N/A | Pet: Toby the German Shepherd | M: Lesson gang, Open -Heather would just be riding her mare around the arena in a canter. Everything was going well until Mystery got spooked by a plastic bag, the young woman hanged on for dear life as she nearly fell off while the mare almost bolted on her- "Easy girl, easy. It's alright, the scary bag ain't gonna get ya" -the brunette softly cooed to her mount while walking her in a circle to get the colorful mare to calm back down while Toby stayed on the other side of the fence like a good boy while he remained sitting even though his tail was obviously wagging again like usual- Edited at December 30, 2020 03:22 PM by Aspen Fire ES
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is this still open for signing up?
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Olive Tree Equine said: is this still open for signing up?
Yes - the link should never on the first post :)
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the link doesnt work for me?
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(I am so sorry for the quality, but I just need to write to keep the flame going) Blair O'Connor | 24 | Open Blair walked down the barn aisle, her hands brushing the stall doors as she passed. The whole stable was fairly quiet at this time of day, with the majority of students either at official lessons or schooling their own horses - which, in fact, was what she was supposed to be doing a half hour ago. But courtesy of a predominantly sleepless night and a badly timed panic attack the evening before, Blair had only just rolled out of bed. "G'morning boy." Her voice was a shaky whisper as she reached out to stroke Victory's nose gently, fingers wavering slightly. "We're gonna be good to doing, alright?" She trailed off, her eyes trained on his as she unlatched the stall. Guiding her hand across his back, she murmured quietly as she groomed him, the effort not making a large difference to his already-spotless coat. Her actions were slow and robotic, simply going through the motions without any emotion. "We're gonna try a small ride, 'kay." Blair's voice was steadier now as she reached to grab the bridle from its hook outside the stall, after a good half hour of grooming. "Be nice, I'm not that great." Victory snorted softly, rubbing his nose against her chest while she slung the reins over his neck. "Yeah yeah, I'll speed up. Impatient." A small glimmer of a smile flickered on her face, mouth turning upwards cautiously. She led the Thoroughbred gelding out once the bridle was secured, the reins tossed carelessly over her wrist. After fetching his saddle from the tackroom - a shining Albion dressage one - she finished tacking up at a leisurely pace, religiously checking and double-checking that everything was as it should be. "Ready to ride, Vic?" Edited at January 29, 2021 03:42 AM by Tanglewood
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Audrey Voss| Royal Audery laughed and kept walking after she had finished her chat with the blonde haired boy. She made her way to watch the lessons and took mental notes. "Sit up, 1, 2, 3 and up" The horse and rider launched up and cleared the oxer flawlessly. When the lesson was finally over Audrey made her way back to the barn. She looked up from the ground to see the blonde finishing up with his horse. She smiled and pulled a slightly crushed up sugar cube and offered it to the horse.
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Oh crap sorry. Thought I was on this account ^^.
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No worries Wagner :) Cameron Fairfield | 19? I think xD | SJ | Lucifer/Stardust | Audrey Cam grinned as Audrey glanced up at him, one eyebrow raised mildly. "Get any tips from our jawdroppingly-" he paused to scratch Stardust's outstretched nose "- good ride?" He struck a dramatic pose against the palomino mare, pretending to take off his helmet on a victory lap. The mare simply nipped his side lightly, ears turned back lazily. The Aussie half-waited for her answer, starting to untack the bored palomino. He was surprisingly effiecient with this, one of the few areas he could complete correctly and quickly. Cam's loose hair swung as he ducked under Stardust's neck, swiftly running up the stirrups while keeping half an eye on Audrey. Edited at February 2, 2021 12:40 AM by Tanglewood
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Heather Proudstorm | 21 | Eventer | Espresso Silhouettes "Mystery" and Titanium "Storm" | Pets: Toby the German Shepherd | M: Lesson Gang, Open -Heather continued to trot her mare around the arena with the other riders, curiously wondering of when the lesson is gonna even start as Mystery flicked her tail, accompanied by the mare throwing her head up high in a sassy manner. The red brunette gently patted the mare's neck while pushing her forward to maintain the trot. The young woman was still amazing by her mount's stunning colors of her coat while truly wondering of how she did even manage to get so lucky with Mystery- -Toby would be laying comfortably in the grass, watching both riders and horses in a relax state of mind as his tongue would be sticking out to the side while he painted, staying nice and cool by the sheltering shade-
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