Abby watched Qibli bridle West and jump on, and decided that it owuld be good to practice jumping. It was her fourth favorite thing to do after Western, Cross Country, and Racing. She alsmost forgot that she needed to do it with one hand. At first Rose was very confused at this new change, but she soon got used to it and was as good at jumping as normal. After thirty minutes, Abby decided to go check on Qibli to see if he had caught Blade yet. She rode Rose over to where she thought they would be, but after a pointless ten minute search, she gave up and headed back to her dorm.

Blade looked at the boy that had hood of him, and nickered happily, relieved that somebody had found him, Blade head butted the boy, "Take me home, please!" He whined, Blade suddenly felt the sore scratch along his side, must of happened when the saddle got torn off

Qibli smiled slightly as the stallion nickered. He glimpsed a scratch on the horse's side, but decided to lookat it more closely when they got back. He mounted West again while holding Blade's reins and started back, trotting along the trail till he got to where Wyn was.

Abby tied Rose up to one of the many posts in front of the dorms, meaning to leave her there for only a short time. She stayed in her room until the lunch bell rang, when she hurried down to the great hall, forgetting about Rose.

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Rose didn't care that she was being left alone. She was completely fine, except that the sun was shining down on her back. Her back with the saddle on it. Abby's saddle was black, so when it got hot it got HOT. This made her sweat, and Rose really did not like sweating. She held up, though, and she used the time to look at other horses and their riders. Some looked kind, others harsh, and some looked scared or even bored. Rose liked looking at people. Especially girls. Boys were... Well, they were boys.

Wyn sat, waiting, he rubbed his hip and winced, must of just bruised it, Wyn's conerns were mostly locked on his precious blade

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blade snorted following quietly, not letting much distance between west and himself, he was to cold to stay away from the heat of the other horse

Qibli hopped off West and led both horses into the stable, finding Wyn. "Here, I found Blade." He said quietly, handing the stallion's reins to Wyn. Qibli then put West in his stall and took off the horse's bridle, finishing quickly because there was no saddle. He noticed Rose was standing tied at a post, which puzzled him, because Abby probably wouldn't do something like that. Sooo he walked into the dining room, scanned it quickly and found Abby. Qibli walked up to her, glancing around, his light blue eyes flicking at the other people. "Rose is still tied at a post and tacked up. Did you mean to do that?" He inquired, his voice so quiet, laid back, and gentle no one could take that as a bad thing. Qibli didn't sound angry at all, but just like he was reminding her.

Wyn dipped his head and thanked the boy dearly, "I owe you" he whispered, then turned to blade, combing his fingers through his horses now-messy hair, "oh, blade, you must of been scared" he said, hugging blade

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blade nickered when he saw Wyn sitting there, he brushed his muzzle against Wyn cheek, feeling the wet tears slipping down his face

Abby got her food, then gobbled it up, hungry from the morning. She was just finishing her tomato soup when Qibli walked up to her. Then he asked her if she had meant to leave Rose outside. Abby was confused for a few seconds, then remembered. "Oh my gosh! Thank you so much, I completely forgot! I must've been tired or something... Thanks!" She said, then rushed out of the room, leaving her plate and almost-empty bowl on the table. She hurried to her dorm and saw Rose tied to a wooden post, looking tired and hot. "Rose! I'm so sorry, what did I do?!" Abby cried, then walked Rose back to the stable, apologizing all the way. She untacked her mare, and led her into the stall, making sure she had plenty of water. Abby was annoyed at herself. How could I forget about her? I've never done that before... Maybe I'm sick. Should I skip next class? Better not to... Her mind swirled, and Abby soon found herself down by the boys' dorms, not the great hall. Frustrated, she stopped her brain from wandering off and finally got back to the great hall, tired and thirsty.