Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Prince

Luke rubbed the gelding a little. "your ok boy." Gabriella said in a calm soothing voice. They walked into the barn and put the gelding in an open stall with Prince on it. "yes we do know him but we are not going to make a big fuss of it." Luke said as he hopped off Red and took Chances halter off then closed the stall door.

-He would snort as she uses his front right leg, rubbing his head as he was actually trying to get the halter off of his head-

(Oof short)

Hunter finished his workout with Noble before heading towards the barn. He wasnÂ’t entirely sure where they would end up in the barn. He stepped towards the main doors before seeing a few people talking in the aisle. Hunter went to squeeze by them, but not before Noble stuck his nose into the group, pulling the reins from HunterÂ’s grip.

“Noble, dude. Not your space,” he scolded. “Sorry, guys. He’s an attention hog.”

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Prince

Luke took off Chances halter off the big gelding and gave it back to Gabriella. "wait, i'm sharing a dorm with his rider." Gabriella said as she turned white. "thats a good thing, she's your role model, right." Luke said as he closed the geldings stall. "yes but, she's soooo cool." Gabriella said. Luke rolled his eyes and got back on Red.

-Prince started munching on his hay that was in a hay net, for a horse his age. He hardly looked his age as he has been very well taken cared of as he has never lost his muscular structure. Although he does have some grey hairs on him-

Mira got up, looking back at Rose. "You stay here, okay?" she said to the mare, before leaving to her car, grabbing the few bags she had packed and walking off to sign up.

Emily was feeling just as awkward, usually her trainers were leather-skinned, seasoned trainers well over double her age. This was... her... trainer? And... he was... blushing? Oh, boy.

Snapping out of this more than awkward introduction, Emily gave him a charming smile. "Pleased to meet you, I'm Emily Lachlan-Blount, one of the eventing riders moving in today. Well, moved in, past tense. That being said, I have plenty of free time, is there anything I can help you with?"

Awkward first impression or not, Emily's primary goal was to become a quick favorite of his, whatever that looked like.

Boomer flicks his ears,Waking up as a gelding sticks his nose into the group.The bay gives a gentle nicker,Tim realising quite quickly it was his mounts rump sticking out into the aisle that was the problem.

"It's no problem - Never hurt being too social."

He gives a grin,quickly pushing Boomer over to allow enough room,

"Sorry - Boomer has a big booty."

He chuckles,Giving his gelding a slappy pat and re-running the stirrup up its leather on the jumping saddle.

Tim turns back toward the young lady,A little taken back as she introduced herself as a student,

"Lovely to meet you - "

He comments,A little speechless.Timothy had half been expecting 7 year old girls despite his knowledge it was an advanced academy.He rubs his neck,Feeling himself becoming flustered again,

"You'll have to forgive me - Getting used to all this Teaching milarky."

He explains,gesturing to his dozy gelding,

"Not yet - Was just going to check out the facilities I'll be teaching in with Boomer."

Tim hadn't quite caught onto her goal for favouritism yet..

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M:

Luke and GAbriella put there horses away after there little run. They walked into the house and went to there rooms. Gabriella splashed her face with water. "that was fun." Gabriella said to her self as she walked to her bed

Luke walked into his room and got some water. he sat down on his bed and looked at his phone.

Mirabelle made it to her dorm, she opened the door, seeing the other beds taken, so she threw her stuff on the first open bed she saw. She didn't bother to start unpacking now, instead she went back to the stable, walking past the others to Roses stall and stepping inside, closing it after her. "Hey girl, you excited to be here?" she asked the much taller horse. Mirabelle herself could barely see over the walls of the stall.