.:Ravenwood:.(Equestrian/Semi-Lit RPG) Closed.

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Tommy could see Spindleberry out of the corner of his eye turn her head to look at Dmitri. He looked around her shoulder and saw Eve giving him a smile, and he returned it. "Yeah, I got here yesterday," he said, combing through Spindleberry's mane and straightening it out a bit, slipping into his obsessive mode. "Where are you from?" he asked her,shy, but curious.
As soon as he could, he mounted up, situating himself in the saddle, getting a feel for the horse. She was thin, abut had a dip between her stomach and shoulders, which as a perfect spot for Tommy to put his legs. As he asked her for a gentle trot, he could feel the cold air stinging his face, even going slow.
The Russian landscape took his breath away. Used to the busy streets of London, the countryside was new to him. He could feel everything Spindleberry could--the whip of a chilling breeze, the soft pine needle-bedded ground as they walked through the conifers, the uneven terrain...everything.
Tommy drew Spindleberry back up next to Dmitri, since he was talking to Eve obviously. However he kept the two horses apart by a few feet, considering Dmitri was a stallion. He glanced around for a few seconds, memorizing a few of the horses and their riders as well. Seeing a girl astride a dark bay stallion, he recognized her as the one that had given him a smile earlier. He half-waved at her, a silent hello, and also a silent 'Just one minute.'

Dmitri swished his tail a little, irked by the other horse clopping along next to him. Eve shushed him, and then looked back to Tommy. "It's...complicated," she sighed, shrugging lightly, the reins loose. "I guess mostly I grew up in Africa, but my parents are English, so I've been there for a most of my summers. It gets freaken' hot in Africa during July." She smiled him, her amber eyes sparkling with the excitement. The breeze was cold, and it moaned forlornly, but her mood was still happy because of the new places and people. After all, they seemed really great!
Eve bit her lip, a little nostalgic for Africa. her home was beautiful, and she missed her other horses that she had had to leave behind. Quietly she listed them in her head; Nightingale, Rudolf, Lady, and Inca. Dmitri was her best, and her sole horse, so she had traveled with him, but she still missed the easy gate of Lady, and the high jumps of Inca. She smiled to herself, remembering a conversation she had had with her father. He had told her he loved Rudolf the best, a black stallion, and told her to bring him, in stead, but she had countered that Dmitri and her were the only brunettes in the whole house, and they had to stick together.

[WalkerNom]

Russell watched as Allie mounted Titan ans rode up beside him. "Yeah, I doubt he will though. Thats a shame, we already have to make sure we don't freeze to death," he joked, but he knew he was right. As he spoke, he could see his breath freeze infront of him in a thin white fog. Seeing this only made him think about the cold more. Wanting to distract himself, he erged Lena into a walk keeping a steady pace beside Allie and Titan.

[Make Me A Dream]

"Well let's hope we will get used to this cold. Or at least make a decent fire." Allison said watching her breath freeze. She wondered how far away the camping ground was and what they would do once they got there. She stayed alert as she thought though. The last time they went out Titan spooked and almost threw her. She really didn't want to go through that again. She made sure she kept herself calm so Titan would stay calm.
((Slight wb. I have been at horse camo all this week and am so tired. It's fun though.))

[~Erica~]

Tristan trotted Hugo over to Annalise, the only other person he'd met so far besides Eve. "Hey." he told her brightly with a smile, blue eyes gleaming out from under his helmet. "You ready for this?" he asked her with a grim smile. They had already established that neither of them wanted to do this after all, so it made sense to ask if she was ready. He leaned down and patted Hugo's neck before sitting back up again.

Erica nodded and sighed, so why'd she want to talk with him again? Normally she was really shy, and hated to approach other people, even to introduce herself. She was a terrible conversationalist as a general rule too. She sighed, "You ready to rough it Nik?" she asked her horse. He nickered in reply stomping his hoof a few times making her chuckle a bit.

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-Annalise-

Annalise smiled at Tristan, "I'm aas ready as I will ever be. I suspect that this camping trip is going to be very cold and miserable, but at least we have our horses. I wonder what Ludvig is going to teach to teach us out here. Anyway, how are you faring so far?" She stroked her mares next as the horses continued to move forward in the snow. Judging by the horses ears, the mare was just as confused by the impromptu camping trip as Annalise was.

[~Erica~]

"Ah'm doin' fine, other than bein freezin already that is. Ya I agree what are we going to learn?" He asked. He had been in boy scouts back in the US and knew a fair amount about camping outdoors as it was. "Maybe we'll learn how to take care of our horses in the wilderness or somethin like that?" he suggested with a shrug. He didn't know, he wasn't the teacher after all.

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Eve dropped back towards where Tristan and Annalise were talking, and smiled at them, her horse Dmitri pawing the ground, unhappy with the cold, rainy weather. "I hope so," she said, to Tristan's comment, her amber eyes shining, "I think that would be cool, to learn how to live out with no running water and processed food," she added, her dark hair blowing in the howling gusts of wind that streaked through, chilling her to the bone. She was only wearing a flimsy T-shirt, and jeans, and her arms already had goose pimples all over them.

[~Erica~]

"It is pretty fun, although I've never been camping with my horse in the forest when it was this cold." Tristan told Eve as she dropped back to talk with them. "Aren't you cold?" he asked her with concern. She wasn't even wearing a sweater or anything, he was wearing one and he was already freezing cold. Snow crunched beneath his horse's hoofs.

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-Annalise-

Annalise groaned slight, "No running water! I'm defintiely not going to survive now." This idea was just becoming worst. Ludvig was an excellentr rider, that could not be disputed, but his teaching techniques were painful and often times insane. Annalise would be surprised if she saw the end of her training.

"I hope we're not out here too long." She looked over at the girl who was without a parka, or jacket for that matter. How was she going to survive this Russian winter?

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Eve smiled, nodding, "Yes, but I already packed my sweater, when we were in the stables. I didn't realize it would be this cold," she shrugged, letting go of the reins with one hand to rub her arms, "When we stop, I'll get it out, no worries," she said, not wanting a fuss to be made over this. She really didn't want to be known as the girl who everyone had to stop for while she got her sweater. Great first impression on everyone. "Anyways, it makes me look tougher, so something good came from it," she grinned, her dark hair swirling in the wind as it whipped at them vehemenantly. Turning to Annalise, she smiled. "I suppose we can always get some ice...there doesn't seem to be any shortage of that around here," she observed, noting the difference between her Africa, hot and full of bugs, where zebra's ran right by you as you rode your horse, to this barren ice box.