Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Open

Luke listened to Gabriella play for a bit then he walked out of the barn. Gabriella layed her head on the stall wall as she played. Chance fell asleep next to her as she sang.

Oskar flopped unto his bed. He decided he was officially bored and didnÂ’t want to organize everything. He glanced at the time and sighed. He was time to call his mother. He grabbed his phone and called her, telling her his was okay and that he was having fun.

-Heather lead her gelding into his stall as she was done doing the daily care taking of him. She closed the stall door behind them before taking his red nylon halter off when he lowered his head, she gently petted him, spending all of her time with him. She loves her loyal companion with all her heart as she would always talk to him as if he was a human. She gently hugs him as her arms are wrapped around his neck as Prince would hug her back gently as he wrapped his front left leg around her a bit and brings his head in a bit as his chin touches her back-

"Oh no.."

He mutters to the sound of a reckless canter,Looneys ears perking as he let's out a whinny to the horse approaching.Tim glances up,muttering to himself about how someone just had to see him fall.

To his suprise as his eyes adjusted,He almost sighs in relief.It was only Emily - After all he thought she knew quite well how accident prone and reckless he was by now after all their meetings.

"I'm fine - More importantly what's up with you?"

He questions firmly,gladly turning the attention away from him and his mud-caked gelding.Tim glances her over,Concern in his eyes as he watches her limp toward him in obvious pain.

"You can help by telling me what's wrong?- Did Mya' s ride have something to do with it?I asked you if you were okay,Emily for God's sake.-"

He splutters in worried tone,About to throw his arms up for impact before a shooting pain jolts up his shoulder.Tim descided against doing that with a sharp intake of breath,removing his jacket and leaning down to tie it around his Geldings graze,

"Looney,Stop fidgeting.Im trying to help - Looney!"

He scolds,The gelding obviously far from impacted by the nasty roll he had just taken down the bank.Tim felt a little relief in his antics,Feeling the grey would be just fine.

"It was a rookie mistake - I knew I'd felt him hesitate at the first jump,So why the hell I didn't push him up to it..Left it till last minute and made the poor lad spook.."

He mutters,More so to himself.Tim was quite obviously a little too hard on himself majority of the time.Tim gives a sigh,His concentration on tying the jacket around the Grey's leg as he adds,

"I'm not risking riding him - You should head back,It will most likely be nightfall before us two arrive."

Emily gave a concerned glance in his direction. "I'm not going to leave you, unless of course you want me to..."

Shrugging, she turned to the pony, then back to herself. "I am going to not walk, though. Probably a good decision." She gave a small smile and mustered up some strength, letting out a small squeak as she jumped onto the pony, obviously in tremendous amounts of pain.

She let her feet swing out of the stirrups, then glanced back down to him. "And, to answer your question, it's kind of a longer story than is really worth telling, but I was a figure skater for most of my life, got a lot of injuries, then had to quit. My ankles are both essentially permenantly fractured. It's... not a story I like to tell."

She was obviously quite a bit traumatized by whatever had happened, to the point where even her body language was a dead giveaway. In the same slightly off tone, she added, "and, by the way, you have a nice little cut on your face. I can help you stitch it up if we can find a med kit at the barn..."

Savannah Storm | 16 | M: Open

Savannah groomed Avatar, her mind still on that irritating man. Why on earth did he ask her if she was fine? And then act as if she didn't even exist? She let out an annoyed snort, causing Avatar to turn and look at her, as if to say, "What's wrong?"

Tristan | HJI | Open

Tristan continued to lunge Fairue until he was sweaty and finally trotting in a calm, easy fashion. Once this occured, he brought the gelding back into him and began hand walking him around the arena, watching all the others in the barn as he let the horse catch his breath.

Savannah Storm | 16 | M: Tristan, open

Leading Avatar out, she noticed the obnoxious dude from earlier. She looked purposefully away from the arena. She tied the stallion up and walked towards the tackroom.

-Heather would release Prince from the hug the same time he did then she gently kissed him on his pink muzzle and gave him a gentle pet- "Good night, Prince. I'll see you in the morning" -she said with a kind smile before leaving the barn to go back to her dorm-

He gives a small sigh,Looking at her with a grateful look,

"Well..If you have no where else to be - I know how stressful settling into a new yard is.."

Tim frowns,Furrowing his eyebrows as the realisation he hadn't even settled into his room yet.Or found where his dorm actually was.That would make a fun task when he managed to get back,Let alone everything else for that matter.

"Oh.."

He replies to her speaking about her injury,A little speechless.Tim looks her over,Meeting her eyes with a chuckle,

"I didn't put you as a figure skater.."

He pauses,Laughing a little harder as he adds,

"Explains why your so bloody precise."

Tim turns back to Looney,Giving him a slow glance over,

"Im just so glad Loon isn't seriously hurt..Could have been so much worse.."

He says in a dark tone,Rubbing his forehead.It was going to be a large bill though.New saddle,The tree was clearly snapped;Reins were snapped.Leg boots were torn and coated in Muck.Tim gives another sigh,Reaching up to tap at his face to try and find said cut,

"Stitches?It's that bad?.."

He questions in a shocked tone before adding in a grateful manner with a sweet smile ,

"Well Thank you,If you wouldn't mind."