-When they approached the jump, the mare simply refused as she was nervous while Heather managed to stay on this time. The young woman sighed, knowing that she probably needs help as Mystery is her first ever mare that she has ever owned, even though she wanted to ask for help but she was to afraid to become a burden to anyone so tries to work with the mare on her own as she turns Mystery around to simply try again-

Emily's mind hadn't fully comprehended what he was saying about an investigation until halfway through her talk with Tristan. She hoped that her lack of presence in his life would bring him pain. There was no black and white of her emotions anymore, just grey. And that grey area was filled with pain she was trying to place on others.

Leaving her meeting with Tristan abruptly, she went and found Tim again, salty tears pricking at her eyes as she finally found him. She was walking as fast as she could have possibly walked on two fractured ankles. Tears evident and threatening to overflow, she didn't say anything, only slapped him violently. Standing face to face with him, her pained eyes staring straight into his, her voice cracked as she spoke, threatening to let her strong facade down. "You knew? And you still left me?! What kind of monster are you? I never should have trusted you with anything." With that, she again stormed off, but only at a fast walk due to injury. She began making her way across the barn towards her horses, assuming they may be the only remedy, although all she truly wanted to do was lock herself in her room and cry.

Keenan leaned on the rail, watching the girl ride. "You're hardly confident enough. You want to kick that mare like a soccer ball, inside of the boot and as hard as possible." He jumped the fence, watching with keen eyes. "Let me sit on her, I'll show you."

-Mystery snorted as she started to back up without being told to- "Um who are you?" -The young woman asked as she watched the man while gently petting Mystery to calm the nervous mare down-

Keenan gave her a confident grin. "Who am I? Certified enough to sit on your mare. They call me a mare whisperer." He took a step back, and the mare followed towards him, ears pricked in intrigue. "See? She may be spooky but she knows a good guy when she sees one."

"I meant your name ya big goof" -she rolled her eyes a bit but she wasn't annoyed or anything as Mystery curiously watched the man. Heather wasn't sure if she should let this man ride Mystery or not as she has never let anyone ride her gelding before he passed away-

Keenan shrugged, the same smile gleaming on his face. "My friends call me Special K. You know what else my friends do? Let me sit on their mounts." He reached his hand out, offering it for the mare to sniff. She did so cautiously, but within moments the mare was comfortably resting her head in his hands. "See? I'm not all that bad."

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily.

Tim headed back to his geldings after his 'pep talk' to Emily,Slowly finishing untavking before cleaning his gear.It was then in the tack room,Humming to himself he got a pretty sharp awakening,Leaving him with a tingly and stinging cheek.Freezing like a deer in head lights,He simply watched her speak,Seeing the pain and weakness in her eyes.

It wasn't until she began to walk away he actually thought,Followed by talking.Although he had to admit he didn't think much about it - Forgetting about trying not to cause a scene or argue now.

"Oh Right Yeah.- So I was expected to stay and just be a puppet for you?A game for you to play,Distract you before you toss me away again?But im the monster - I try and look after you - Show any compassion toward you and you push me away.How many times do you expect me to get back up?"

He pauses,Coming to the realisation that yeah - Now it was kind of a scene wasn't it.But then when In the last few days had it not been with them?

"I just thought you were strong enough okay?You don't let me in - Don't let me see or know or feel anything.Your so organised - Have your life together - Everything just planned out.So sorry if I thought youd manage for two seconds,Sorry if I figured it would be better for you to find support elsewhere because I'm clearly not good enough to slot into your plans am I?"

Tim hadn't bothered following,Just calling after her from the doorway before returning to his tack.Frankly his head was killing him,and this newly battered cheek didn't help,So he had been pretty blunt.He didn't want to hurt her - But the young man was at his limit,Feeling like he'd been backed into a corner.

(That ssooooo needs to go with the Keenan quotes lol! XD)

"Well alright..if Mystery trusts you then I guess I'll trust you but please be easy on her, she's been through a lot" -Heather said this as she dismounts. Once she has both feet on the ground, she takes her helmet off, shaking her head a bit to fix her hair-

(So, what do you guys think of Mystery so far?)