-Heather sighed and got back up before walking over to the black arabian, undoing the slip knot before mounting up, turning the stallion around as she starts riding back to the barn with Khan at a canter, of course the stallion would act up again as he let out a neigh that was loud enough to be heard-

Timothy Blue / EI / M:

Tim had managed to settle down to his paperwork - Of sorts.He had managed about 3/5th Of the pages,Working slowly through them before his eyes began to get heavy.Tim leant down,crossing both arms onto the desk and lays his head onto of those.Before long his eyes close,Breathing softening as he began to drift off..

His eyes flick open again with a groan.He couldn't sleep on in an empty stomach,Not now not ever.Tim hastily 'tidies' his desk by pushing his stuff into a pile,Before heading down to the hall.

Tim wanders in,A half asleep expression on his face.He plated up little of what's left,Just enough to satisfy his hunger.

He takes a seat,Hardly taking any notice of anyone else as he rests an elbow beside his plate,Placing his head onto of that as he pokes at his food,Taking a few nibbles now and then.

(Ah,Sorry Aspen.Totally forgot about coming to find Heather! I'll make sure to include her when she gets back! >.<)

Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chancler | M: Savanna.

GAbriella was her guitar very quietly on her bed in the corner. She looked up as Savanna came in. She didn't know if this girl was hurting to, so she stay quite. She played with chords finding one's that work well together.

Luke glanced up at Savanna then look backed at his phone. He turned down his music and took his ear buds out so Red could hear the music. Red rested his head on Luke's leg and fell asleep. Luke smiled at the stallion then he layed his head back.

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Horseless | Tim, Emily or anyone

-Heather slowed the Arabian to a halt before dismounting then leads the stallion inside the barn to get him untacked & etc. She still kinda blames herself for her gelding's death while thinking about giving up on her passion for riding, not wanting to feel like she has replaced her partner or anything-

Emily was drowsily finishing her food when Tim came in. She frowned, she looked bad but he looked worse. She glanced over at Tristan, who was scanning through his own paperwork as he ate, barely looking up. He noticed Tim, however, and gave a small wave. "Hey, dude."

Spending time with Tim was the last thing she wanted to do at that moment, still feeling so emotionally raw, so she made a hasty exit, leaving the place just as Tim had gathered his meal. She found her way up to the dormitories to unpack, finally. She figured it'd be the best place to be alone.

Tim had glanced up,His eyes adjusting on Tristan.He goes to say something in a aknowlegement,Before he turns to the sound of a chair getting hastily out.Tim watches Emily leave,Quickly standing and going to follow her.She looks awful,And it was his fault right?

"Em - Emily..?"

He pauses,She was gone.Far gone by the time he's got out the door.With a shake of his head,Tim heads out to check his mounts again for the upteenth time.There was no point heading back into the hall,They'd made a scene enough and he wasn't hungry anymore.

He slams his hands against the door,Boomer hardly flinching at his rider.Tim leans against it,Turning and slipping down it to lean his back against the wood.Taking heavy breaths he closes his eyes,Trying with Al his might to keep it together.

Tristan sighed, returning to his paperwork. This seemed to be a cycle, he had figured out. Shrugging, he finished up his paperwork, then went back down to his office to file it--there was no reason for him to involve himself in drama if they weren't going to take or ask his advice. He sat there for a little longer than he needed to, hoping that Oskar might come find him. He had horses to ride, but his people were not here.

Noah found his way into the barn, looking for someone who could help guide him to his trainers. His horse had arrived a few days prior by way of his family's grooms. He wandered down the aisleway, his mind racing with thoughts and suspicions.

-Heather puts the black Arabian back in his stall, making sure he had clean water & fresh hay before she walks down the aisle to leave the barn, her stomach growled as she did feel a bit hungry-

Tim stands slowly,hesitating before shaking his head and rubbing his neck.Hed offered right?..

He knocks on the door with a hesitant tap,Turning to look away,A little from embarrassment.

"Erm - Tristan..?"

He says,Not much louder than he needed to.Tim wasn't even sure he'd returned from the hall yet,Half hoping he hadn't.

"This is silly.."

He mumbles to himself,Starting to think against this idea..