-Khan's stall would be empty along with a empty tack holder that held Heather's tack. Heather was out on the trails somewhere as Khan slowed his fast paced trot. She let out a sigh as both her & the arabian continued forward until they've stumbled upon a beautiful lake. She slowed the black stallion to halt before dismounting, she lead the Arabian over to a tree and ties the reins to a tree, using a slip knot then she walked away as the stallion began to graze. Heather sat down on the soft grass, looking up at the night sky as she laid down flat on her back and starts talking to herself- "Why did you leave me?..I want you to come back, I feel so lost without you and I hope nobody noticed that I'm gone.." -tears formed in her eyes once more-

Savannah Storm | 16 | M: Luke, open

Savannah wanders towards the foal, needing to see it. She stared at it over the stall door, resting peacefully. She could feel the ache in her bones from Avatar and decided to go back to the dorm room.

(for the people who didn't see my previous post, this means its mealtime. or supper, to be exact)

After dismounting,Following Tristans instruction without a clue as to why he gives him a look of shock.Did everyone know about what had happened?Did she say something to him?Tim managed to gain back some of his composure,Clearing his throat and playing with the leaderope in his hand,

"I don't know what you -.. Did she say something?"

He questions in a quiet tone,Part of him just Desciding it was nieve to deny it.Tim goes to speak again,Before Being drowned out by the bell,

"Supper."

He says with a rush of relief - Saved by the bell.Tim also had to admit he was starving,So it was time to go make himself something whilst the students had their food.His blue eyes flick to Tristan,

"Should probably get this one back -"

He gestured to Boomer,Spinning him round back toward the barn,

"Thanks - I'll.Erm - Cya Around.."

He adds with a slightly genuine smile,Tim could kind of grasp that This man had wanted to help,He jusy wasn't the one he wanted to talk to right now..

Muwahaha,Escaped your counciling.I think ;P )

Savannah heard the bell, and quickly ran to her room. Throwing on a clean jersey, as Avatar had licked it, she sprinted to the hall, not wanting to be late. She couldn't break any rules here. It was supposed to be a fresh start, a fresh record. A place where people didn't know her story, and most importantly, didn't judge her for it. She entered the hall and sat down cautiously at one of the tables, the first student to arrive.

Timothy Blue / EI / Looney + Boomer / Open.

Tim had quickly stabled his bay,hastily checking Looney.To his relief the grey was peaceful,settling his riders nerves once again.The instructor then turns to head toward his eventing office,desciding he wasn't that hungry.Tim's mood had demolished his appetite,and he reckoned he should settle into his instructing role - Paperwork and all.

"Alright man, that's fine. I run or work out every day so if you ever wanna just get some exercise in, let me know." He hadn't bothered to answer Tim's question. After all, wouldn't it be pure curiosity that would get him to cave and come back?

Tristan heard the bell, but he had decided to grab some paperwork to read over dinner. When he got there, he saw a silent, crying Emily with her head in her hands, rocking in the chair. When she heard Tristan enter, she started crying a little harder. "I- I don't know why I'm here, you're like a magnet!"

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Open.

As Tim say there,His mind was ticking away.Not over the paperwork however,anything but it.Curiosity really was taking over.If Emily had told him - Well he must've messed her up badly.From his experience of women in General,They didn't tend to say anything until it too overwelming.

"Not to say I'm any different.."

He mused over,leaning back in his chair and staring up at the ceiling.Tim didn't seem to know what to do with himself,Everything had turned so quickly.

-Heather wouldn't be anywhere on the property as both her tack on the rack is gone along with Khan's empty stall. The young woman looked blankly at the starry night sky with her hands behind her head, silently blaming herself for everything, including Prince's death. Khan would be grazing as the reins are still tied to the tree in a slip knot while thinking that probably no one hasn't noticed that their gone-

Tristan | HJI | Emily

It took about an hour for Tristan to finally get Emily under control. Somehow, she had just had a legitimate emotional breakdown behind closed doors, and pretty much told Tristan every life trauma she had ever endured. Which was, well, a lot. Then, she moved onto her guilt about the situation with Tim, which took another twenty minutes. By the time the pair had finally made their way out of the office, Tristan was convinced there wouldn't be any food left.

Emily pulled herself together, her eyes still very red from crying, her pale skin red. Her hair was a mess, too. It was obvious she hadn't been throwing a party in there, to say the least.

As the young woman entered, she looked around for the girl whose horse had passed that morning. She didn't see her, but didn't think too much of it. After all, they had been quite late. She also looked around for Tim, but he too was missing. Reluctantly, Emily sat down alone, as she didn't want to bother Tristan for one more moment. She ate in silence, not even contemplating, just emotionally drained. She had told a perfect stranger, whom she didn't even know the name of if it hadn't been for a sign on his door, more than she had ever told any therapist she had been assigned. Why?