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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chancler | M: Emily
Luke hopped off Red once in the barn. "code red." Luke said and GAbriella ran and got some water and some stuff from there tack trunks. "Red stall." Luke said and Red troted into his stall then waited. Gabriella ran out of the tack room with a bottle of milk. "what happened?" GAbriella asked as she handed Luke the bottle. The foal tryed to stand to get to the milk.
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Emily | Eventing | Gabriella, Luke, Tim, others
Emily was surprised at how efficiently the siblings were handling the situation, especially little Gabriella. "Uh, I'm going to go find an adult, hopefully Kholo or Tim. I'll be back, guys."
With that, Emily started off towards the house. Someone had to be somewhere, right?
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Tristan | HJI | Heather, Gang
Tristan, a little out of it himself due to the fact he was taking a phone call, nearly dropped his phone. Something didn't seem right with Heather, so the instructor quickly excused himself.
"Yeah, I'll call you back in a sec..." putting his phone in his pocket, Tristan said, "hey, you good?" He hadn't met her quite yet, and although he had wanted to go see what the racket was in the barn, he didn't want to dismiss Heather, either.
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Emily Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chancler | M: Emily
Gabriella held up the foal well it drank. "ok." Luke said to Emily. Gabriella brushed a little dirt off the foal as in drank. Luke went and took care of Red well Gabriella took care of the foal.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | Tristan, Gang
-Heather looked up at Tristan, seeing that he was a instructor for another riding discipline- "Oh um yeah I'm alright and sorry for bumping into you, I honestly wasn't paying attention to where I was going" -She replied with a apology added to it then she quickly heads over to the barn, something was telling her that something was wrong, very wrong. She watched Emily, Luke & Gabriella taking care of a foal that they've found then she heard a weak snort which came from Prince's stall. She quickly rushed down the aisle and opened Prince's stall door, she saw her beloved companion laying on his side, reality hit her pretty hard that her gentle gaint was going to pass away. She quickly went over to Prince before getting down on her knees with her legs tucked under her and gently but carefully placed his head on her lap- "I'm here bud..I-I'm here" -she softly said, holding back the tears as much as she could-
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Kholo Mzi | Owner | 32 | M: Emily, open
Kholo looked up from her paperwork as a student entered the main house. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she said, seeing the look on the girl's face. "Oh, and I'm Kholo Mzi, owner of White Oaks." She hurriedly shoved away her paperwork and stood up, ready to hear the girl's story.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Nightmare | The Gang, Open
-Heather gently hugged her gelding before he took his final breath then he was no longer moving as his body was now a lifeless corpse. She rested her head against his, her hair covering her face as she finally let the tears run down her face as her body trembled. She felt that a part of her died along with him, she had lost her father at the age of 4, now she has lost her beloved companion that she had spent her life with at the age of 16 when he was 8 years old- "Please...please come back, don't leave me...please" -As much as she silently plead for her now dead companion to come back, she knew that he was already long gone while tears continued to run down her face. She felt like he had held on for a bit to say his final goodbyes to her. Deep down, she wasn't sure if she should continue to ride or give up on something that she enjoyed with him-
-but little did she know that the horse that died in her arms, wasn't her horse at all it was another horse that was painted to look just like him as she wasn't that her real Prince was swapped and stolen from her with another horse before anything else had happened in the barn- Edited at November 29, 2019 02:54 PM by Aspen Fire ES
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(WHAT!!!! NOOOOOO!! Prince can't die! Aspen, you're making me cry!)
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Tanglewood said: (WHAT!!!! NOOOOOO!! Prince can't die! Aspen, you're making me cry!)
(I'm sorry! and I already made myself cry)
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Savannah Storm | 16 | M: Heather, open
Savannah walked back to Avatar's stall, as she had forgotten her helmet. She saw a girl lying in a stall, tears running down her face. "Oh my gosh, is your horse ok?" Savannah said quickly, heart racing. Even though, deep down, she knew the black gelding was dead, she couldn't help checking.
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