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<span style="font-size: 15px;">((On Editing I'm just going to pretend there is nothing indecent about what I just said.Like at all guys - Don't even know what you're on about <.> ))

Emily | Eventing | Kholo

After a grueling twenty-four hours, Emily arrived home with no clarity on her horse search, no clarity on her relationship with Tim, who seemed to suddenly disappear, and an absolute bomb dropped on her family life. Her mother could have possibly been murdered? It wasn't at all what her father had said? She had spent most of her life dreaming of the day her mom made it out of prison, and for more than half, she hadn't been anywhere at all?

On account of the horses, Emily had been forced to go alone after Tim had left, and that was just as confusing. The full-blooded sibling to her two now was entirely not what the ad had described. The gelding was one of the best looking mounts she had ever seen, yet he was entirely a hunter and equitation mount with a temperament so lazy he might never make it past that beautiful, uphill gait the hunters adored. The ride didn't go terribly at all, however. The owners offered her a business offer, which would involve riding their equitation and hunter mounts for the ribbons only--free of charge and inclusive of board at her home stable. Yet, that would mean switching disciplines for more than half the time. But wouldn't that mean working with Tristan instead of Tim? Couldn't that lead to much more fruitful things?

Not only did she meet the one bay gelding, but there was a half-sibling of her horses that caught her eye: a chromey chestnut mare who had a certain look in her eye Emily couldn't deny might guarantee a prosperous future. But the mare was only three and unbroken. Did Emily want to put herself at risk like that, when she couldn't even walk half the time?

After hugging Riley and Cam tightly, Emily, with bloodshot eyes, began walking towards the office looking for Kholo. She had a lot to discuss with her.

Kholo Mzi | 32 | Owner | M: Noah, Emily, open

Kholo looked straight in Noah's eyes. "I know you have talent. You know it too, perhaps a little too much. Use it. A horse isn't a furry bicycle that you can kick to go and pull to halt. It's a living, breathing animal. Always remember that. Now, if you'd excuse me, I have work to do," she said coolly, and began walking to her office. Seeing Emily standing outside, she said, "Is there a problem?" She wouldn't be able to handle another horse down or dying.

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Open.

After a rather long taxi drive home,Timothy had settled back into routine by nightfall,At once pestering over his Geldings.So much so the young man had fell asleep in Boomer's stable,after trying to distract himself from his thoughts in the early hours of the morning.

When showered and changed the tired instructor had just lounged around his room,his expression tinged with stress.Before long he'd made a decision,One that would just fix everything. - He could go back to normality.

Tim headed down the stairs,Walking down the corridor about to meet his destination before stopping on the corner.Yes Kholo was there - And he seriously needed to speak to her.But his attention was drawn to Emily,Looking to her posture and general demeanour.

"Oh fu- Riley.. '

He mutters,quite quickly moving from sight and feeling another head ache coming on.The pills seemed to do nothing now - Tim thought with a groan,Now his plans were scuppered.Leaning against the wall,Tim covers his pained face and closes his eyes,trying for once to make a decision.

Emery finally arrived at the famed White Oaks Equestrian Center. She watched the trees go by and looked around as she pulled in her steel grey truck pulling a large, 4 horse transport trailer. She was very tired from the trip all the way from Ireland, but excited to be here and learn more with her horse, Mio. She pulled to the area with all the other trailers and stopped her truck, putting it in park. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes, just hoping that White Oaks was going to be everything she dreamed of and more.

Soon, she shut off her rumbling truck and hopped out. A soft whinny came from Mio in the trailer. "I'm coming Mio, hold your horses." She said, her Irish accent thick in her voice. Dressed in what was essentially leggings, tennis shoes and a loose tshirt, she completed the look by throwing her hair into a messy bun on the back of her head, and put her cap on. Grabbing her teal and gray braided lead and a handful of treats from the tack compartment, she went to the back of the trailer to get Mio and find his assigned stall. She knew that she was much later than everyone else in getting here, and it might be a challenge to fit in. She unlatched the large trailer door and set it down gently, Mio had a grey blanket, travel boots and a travel halter on, all accented with teal. She smiled as she saw him, and stepped onto the trailer, clipping the lead on the halter ring and leading him out into their new home.

Cameron Fairfield | 18 | M: Heather, Lucifer, open

Cameron quickly regained his cool composure. "Say, have you had lunch yet?" he said, grasping Lucifer's lead rope. "I'm starving after my long trip." He began to greet the girl's horse, faking interest.

"Well I ate some of my lunch but you can have the rest of it if you want" -she kindly offered, seeing that he was faking interest as Mystery snorts at the man then the mare continued to graze next to the fence where her rider is-

Welcome Twin! :D )

Timothy Blue / Eventing Instructor / M: Open.

After regaining a more relaxed composure,The blonde had headed down to the barns,flittering around his two geldings before finding himself at his student's.Part of him was curious as to what the gelding Emily had been to see was like - and more importantly if she had been as crazy as to buy him.

Feeling a little relief at how there were seemingly no new horses around he could notice,Tim stood for a few seconds longer to watch the hyper mare with a charmed look before heading back.

With a grooming session out of the way,in which Tim had taken meticulous care to do,leaving Boomer looking oddly spotless under his rider.The young man steers the bay toward a trial,much to Boomer's dismay - being full of energy from a day without exercise the veteran continually leans on his bit,refusing contact.This was unlike him - Tim began to think with a frown that he was doing it on purpose as to get on his nerves.

Obvious to everything else,Tim gives a growl at Boomer,which worked for a few moments.Until Boom had the scent of foliage up his nostrils,picking and fighting to try and pull at the leaves like a colt.

"Oi! Hey - For lords sa-."

Tim says with both brows furrowed,trying to keep it together to retain control,but feeling himself begin to shatter.What he did next was totally uncharacteristic as he simply drops the reins,letting his mount do whatever he pleased.No fight seemingly left in him as he stares up at the sky,pleading desperately to collect himself.This was ridiculous,he felt so childish - frustration finally making his eyes watery and a little bloodshot.