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Emily | Eventing | Luke
"My ankles are basically permenantly fractured," she complained, steering her mount away from him. She turned up a narrow path that appeared to have minimal use. "I wonder what's down here."
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily
Luke slowed Red to a trot then a slow walk. "i don't see i sign thats says no entering." Luke said as he smiled. "and we do have a few minutes to spare." Luke added as he halted Red then looked down the path.
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Emily | Eventing | Luke
Emily shrugged. "Yeah, let's roll."
The trail had many decaying cross country fences, but there appeared to be more towards the back. Even a large body of water. "It doesn't look like we can pass through with the ponies, but we should ask someone about it. Or maybe come back later? It looks like there's a lake or something back there."
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily
Red pawed the ground and arched his neck as Luke tryed to turn him around. "Red no!" Luke said firmly as Red started to walk forward. Red say's he found a path." Luke said as he tryed to stop the stallion. "Red we need to get back for dinner." Luke said and the stallion let out a sigh.
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Emily | Eventing | Luke
Chuckling, Emily said, "Then let him lead the way. I don't think there's a big punishment for being late to dinner."
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily
Luke gave Red his head and held the reins by the buckle. Red walked on threw a small path in the trees. He kept his head low to smell where they were going. They walked into clearing after a wile.
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Emily | Eventing | Luke
The clearing had a big cliff overlooking a gigantic pond with clear blue water. On one side was a barn, which appeared decayed. Suddenly, a small noise came from the barn. "Shh," Emily put a finger to her lips, gesturing to the barn. "What is that?"
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Oskar Brins | 20 | Ashes of War | Open
He sighed as he hung up the phone. Deciding to go and clean CliveÂ’s tack he got up off the bed and walked out of the dorms to the barn. Before he went to the tack room he glanced outside to the pasture Clive as in. He smiled, the stallion was now lazily grazing within he lush mountain grass. The stallion would be good to the instructor now that he had had some free time, he thought to himself before turning to the tack room. He opened a nag he had brought in earlier and began scrubbing the saddle.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Open
-Heather would have entered the dorm and walked over to her bed before flopping onto her bed, laying flat on her stomach as she hugs the pillow tightly, her eyes felt heavy as she silently drifted off into a peaceful sleep-
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily
Luke heard the noise and asked Red to walk forward Closer to the barn. Red perked his ears and sniffed the ground
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