Heart Break Riding Academy - Open&Accepting

[hydroiid]

name;; avery jeong
age;; eighteen
gender;; male
sexuality;; gay
speciality;; english - show jumping
Level;; elite (but for some reason he tells people he's advanced)
horses;; astaroth
pets;; yuki
crush;;
location;; stables
tags;; open

avery gently gripped onto astaroth's halter before leading him out of the trailer where yuki sat with the stallion's lead rope between his jaws. the stallion let out a snort as avery left him at the edge of the ramp so that he could go retrieve the red lead rope. avery rubbed the wolfdog's head after he got the rope from the young canine, with a soft smile avery stood back up and walked over to the stallion. he clipped the rope to the halter, after he made sure yuki stood guard over the trailer avery began to lead astaroth towards the stables.

[szechuan]

nixon creed.
western - reining
twenty
advanced
token - "bust a cap"
tags - avery

nix flopped the heavy saddle
down on a saddle rack, letting out a huff as
he did so. he checked over the saddle, making
sure everything was in place before he stepped
back out of the room, keeping the door open
for when he comes back with everything else.
nixon stopped, and decided to check out
his horses stall. he moved over to a large
stall, which held an empty name-tag, some
racks, and a tack box. he proceeded to
open the door, approving the size of
the stall. nix looked over his shoulder
when he heard the sound of horses
hooves.

grayson durhan.
western - barrels
nineteen
high intermediate
dixie - "need for speed"
tags - johnnie + kourtney

gray glared at her hand, a
snarl forming on his lips. he looked over to
johnnie, asking for support, but he knew he
wouldn't. gray looked back at the girl, a frown
forming his lips as he roughly grabbed her hand,
"grayson." he said once more, his voice dripping
with venom. gray wasn't normally like this,
and he didn't understand why he was acting like this.
he pulled his hand away, stuffed it in his pocket,
and looked away, slightly mad at himself for
getting so defensive.

[hydroiid]

name;; avery jeong
age;; eighteen
gender;; male
sexuality;; gay
speciality;; english - show jumping
Level;; elite (but for some reason he tells people he's advanced)
horses;; astaroth
pets;; yuki
crush;;
location;; stables
tags;; nixon

astaroth let out a snort as he tossed his head a bit, all the new smells hit him in the face like a wave which made him nervous. "it's okay asta, everything will be okay." avery spoke softly after bringing them to a halt so that he could make eye contact with the thoroughbred. the korean make rubbed the stallion's velvet nose before he led him further into the stables. "now then......where exactly is your stall?" avery pondered to himself as he glanced at the stalls.

[4V0C4D0]

Diana, Aged 13. With dog and horse, Eevie and Thunder Wing’s Fury. Tags, open. Location: outside the academy at the entrance.
Diana took a deep breath and walked towards the academy. She was still confused as to why she was sent here.
“’mon, Eeve. And I don't want you barking,” she said harshly.
She pushed the gate open and looked for anyone. Anyone.
She would never admit it but she felt lonely.

[xXLuciferXx]

OPEN.

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ℱull Name: Xyla Sontaire
𝒩ickηames: Zy-Zy
Aℊℯ: 18
ℊℯηȡℯr: Female
𝒯aℊs: Open
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~~~Xyla kept her face contorted into an angry, stone cold glare at anyone who looked in her direction. She pushed past people and simply dropped off Rhea into the public field as fast as she could and pushed away with ehr other two. She found her way to the two biggest private fields that had signs up to let people know they were hers. She put Lucifer into hers and let the mare leave at whatever pace she wanted. Lucifer's field shared a border with the huge Mare/Gelding field. So she could stick her head into the field and vice versa. Though it didn't make her friendly in any aspect. She'd attack over the fence no problem. She was left with only Mystic. Her stone cold face broke into a small smile. She chit chatted with the stud as they walked. She put him into his field, but climbed to sit on the top of the fence and watch him run around. She kept up there for the longest time, content to not move at all.

.: Devil's Lover :: Lucifer/Lucy :: 9 year old Draft X Trotter Mare :: Xyla//Competition .:.
((Saving form for later))

.: Tides of War:: Mystic ::9 year old 75% Friesian, 25% Appy Stud :: Xyla//Training .:.
((Saving form for later))

.: Gorgeous Nightmare :: Rhea :: 7 year old Appy x WB Mare :: Xyla//Lease/Sale .:.
The appy took off down the field, tail held high as she galloped. So many new faces, she couldn;t help but be excited. She kicked up her back hooves a few times as she went, just excited to be there.

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ℱull Name: Johnnie Viente
𝒩ickηames: -
Aℊℯ: 19
ℊℯηȡℯr: Male
𝒯aℊs: Grayson + Kourtney >> Rhys
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~~~Johnnie felt a bit uneasy at the venom dripping from Grayson's voice. What had happened? Internally he struggled with what he should do, and it took him a couple minutes before he'd made his choice. "Excuse me, I have to put my mare out and move my other horse out" He explained quickly, turning before they could reply to him and putting his mare into the large public paddock so she could go socialize. He immediately turned to head back up to the barn. He wandered to Pharoah's stall and stood outside, watching the rather depressed horse. It wasn't anything physical wrong with the beautiful stallion, he just simply seemed unhappy all the time. He sighed and just watched him, letting his mind wander from everything that worried him. Twas for the best in the end. After a long break from thinking, his smile returned to him. "C'mon Pharoah, Why don't you come romp around for awhile?" He haltered the dark stud before walking him out. He brought him down to his field, which for whatever reason had been switched. He lead him in and set him free, laughing as he began sniffing around and digging with his hooves. The stallion went off to claim this field as his now and ignroed Johnnie for now. The boy slipped out and smiled still, catchign sight of a boy (Rhys) sitting on a fence not too far. He made his way over, trying to stay positive. "Hey there! What are you up to?" He inquired, hoping to have a friendly conversation without someone getting salty around him.

[northy.]

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Rhys Herring
Male | 19 y/o | single
form | Atticus + Estrella
Location ; main feild
tags ; Tyler
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Rhys sat on the paddock fence, looking at his feet and ruffling his hair slightly. His back was hunched over and he mustn't have looked very happy but he was. He was completely. He watched all the horses, making new connections between each other and creating a pecking order. Atticus wasn't too much of a pusher by Estrella was already hyped up and was asserting her dominance, bucking in the direction of anyone who dared to near her. Rhys shook his head, Atti began to come up to the fence, he could have bet on that. He noticed a boy, the one he saw before, he had admired the mare who who was just releasing into the field now. The boy then disappeared, by this time Atti was trying to look for treats and almost pushed Rhys off the fence. He stroked the gelding's nose gently and smiled to himself. He was snapped back into reality by a voice, he shot upright and caused Atticus to jerk his head but before taking a step back and watching the new person, he didn't stare to intensely, more curiosity than anything. It took a moment for Rhys to process what he'd been asked. He would have been defensive but he had no reason to believe that this boy would be like the last one he had talked to so he opted for a more relaxed but closed approach. "I-I- I was... just watching the horses... the herd behaviour and how they react to being with so many new horses" He managed to peice together a sentence! That was a good start. He stifled a chuckle as Atticus leaned his head over to the new human. "really Atti?" He said in a hushed yet audible voice, he was so used to talking to animals that he hardly took notice of himself doing so, most people just assumed he was mad. stretching over to scratch the horse's neck, occasionally looked back to the so far unnamed boy.

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Starr Wolfe
female | 18 y/o | single
form | Damien + Tiger
Location ; stallion paddocks
tags ; open
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She made her way back to the paddock and opened the gate, wheeling in the hay. She grabbed the thick flake and shook it out, making it easier for the horses, especially Tiger being an older chap. She watched them begin to chomp down and smiled watching them was so therapeutic. [too lazyyyy to reply again because i have no inspiration]

[xXLuciferXx]

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ℱull Name: Johnnie Viente
𝒩ickηames: -
Aℊℯ: 19
ℊℯηȡℯr: Male
𝒯aℊs: Rhys
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~~~Johnnie smiled brighter at the boy's response. "It's always amazing to me that they can just rearrange themselves to bring new friends into the herd so easily. If they were wild I doubt it would be this easy" He spoke, trying to just speak his mind. "Though some are happier than others about the changes" He chuckled alittle, turning his gaze to watch the herd for a moment. When Atticus leaned his head over he smiled, offering his hand flat palm up for the horse to sniff, then carefully moved to attempt to pet his forehead, reading his body launguage as he did so. "I assume this is your horse?"

.: Uncharted Territories :: Chloe :: 10 year old Appaloosa Mare :: Johnnie Viente//Leisure/Lease :.
The second she was unhooked, the mare took off down the field, dodging around the groups of horses already formed. She gave a whinny and kept her ears perked as she went, looking for a new social friend. She wasn't picky, just didn;t want to battle for the new leaders.

[szechuan]

nixon creed.
western - reining
twenty
advanced
token - "bust a cap"
tags - avery

nix watched as the male
entered the stable, looking rather confused.
he let out a sigh, loud enough for him to
hear, "i'm guessing-" he stopped talking as he
glanced up to look at the males face. nix
stared at him, feeling his cheeks heat up as
he did this. nix snapped out of it a few seconds
later, "U-uh, you- need something?" he fumbled
over his words, trying not to sound like an idiot,
but clearly it didn't work.

grayson durhan.
western - barrels
nineteen
high intermediate
dixie - "need for speed"
tags - open

gray watched as johnnie walked away,
and he frowned, "well, it was nice seeing you." he said to
kourtney, his eyebrows furrowing deeper as he moved away
from the female over to his own trailer, where he opened the
door and lifted up his main barrel saddle, walking up to
the stable, but before he got there, the saddle fell out
of his hands, making a loud sound as it hit the ground.

[eventer]

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apollo // stallion // four years // green broken // for lease with option of sale

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apollo was an easy horse to forget about, he was moody, hard to control, and without attention, became very rude. so without human interaction the last few days, the firey stallion cantered around the 30 meter sand round yard, bucking and bouncing. sure he had his water filled up, with a hose. his hay chucked over the fence into the tub or tied in a net, and his hard feed tipped into his bucket. but no one gave him attention, they just fed him and left. he had a few grazes from hitting the metal railing or from biting himself too hard when grooming his messy coat. it wasn't the barns fault he was such a pig on the ground at the moment, but no one had really tried to sort out his issues, though he'd only been here a few months,
two girls and one boy had already given up on him, said he should have stayed where he was.

the grey thoroughbred stallion sighed after his cantering efforts got no ones attention, and walked up to his water bucket his light dappled coat lathered in thick sweat, foam formed between his legs and over his neck, he was saturated in sweat from running around, on top of that he had dried sweat that caked on him, making him look a bit.. ew. he needed a well deserved bath, which while a pig on the ground, he loved, so was surprised a little no one had done so yet.

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eighteen // female // advanced show jumping rider // charlie and shiloh // dating: no // tags: grayson

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elizabeth had removed shiloh quickly from the paddock as horses swarmed around her and charlie, while charlie praised the attention, beth wasn't about to let her top horse get injured by other horses or by running around, besides shiloh had her own paddock she shared with charlie, she'd put charlie in there later so neither of her horses got hurt. she loved her horses being in a herd, but only with horses she knew and they knew, it was just dangerous other times, same with her sister, all her sisters horses had their own paddocks, then again, beth had brought her own ponies, her sister had been practically given her horses, but she earned it, because of her riding ability and dedication, she was simply a very good rider and so her name became known, at the same time so did beth's name, while beth didn't compete at the same level as her sister, she wasn't far behind her.

beth saddled up shiloh, grabbing a plum coloured lemiux saddle pad and matching ear bonnet along with the same brand white sheepskin half pad, and fitted the black southern stars saddle on, all her tack, were mostly the same brand except the jump boots which were the pei brand. but her 5 point breastplate, sheepskin padded girth and the black grackle bridle, like the saddle were all the southern stars brand. she fitted everything onto her horse, before running the black free jump stirups down the leathers, she put the mares jumping boots on and lead her to the mounting block.

timeskip-

after their good hour and a half work out, half of it being warmup and what not, finishing the mare over a few 145cm jumps, she rode the mare back to the stable on the buckle of the reins. while shiloh was not spooky in the ring, at home or competition, on the sidelines she was a different horse, she hated other horses especially mares, and often kicked at them, people suddenly moving upset her, especially if it was behind her, and things moving upset her. so when a guy, beth hadn't had the chance to meet yet,
suddenly dropped his heavy saddle, the mare, who had been paying zero attention at all, slammed the breaks and bolted sideways with a rear then a few bucks, which while it would normally not do anything to beth for she always expected it, shiloh had let loose a little and when one of the last bucks was a hand stand like buck, beth slipped forwards over the mares neck. seemed shiloh hadn't been expecting that either, and snorted loudly pulling backwards and cantering into the stables. beth lay there for a few seconds thinking, it had been some time since the little black mare had gotten her off... after a moment the brunette sat up and dusted herself off before standing and repeating. she looked down the stable hall to see shiloh had slowed to a trot and had gone into her stall. with small sigh not worried about the mare anymore now she wasn't running around the property, she looked to the culprit of her mare spooking, seeing what the reason for shiloh spooking was, that he'd dropped his saddle, she chuckled to herself at the silly mare before speaking calmly. "gee, if you don't like the saddle, there's nicer ways to say so than throwing it on the ground" she smiled, tease in her voice as she joked, removing her helmet and holding in her right hand while she continued to dust off the dirt and grass and what not.

serendipity // shiloh // twelve years // mare // very advanced level

shiloh had her little melt down when she was suddenly surrounded by horses, ears pinned she chased everyone away from herself, she didn't like others, and wanted to be back in her paddock with charlie only, she knew well, beth would do that for her soon enough.

when she was finally caught, she stood calmly as she was saddled and behaved impeccably when she started training, a few exuberant bucks here and there, but nothing more.

when she finished, she doodled along half asleep, which was a bit unusual for the mare but beth didn't seem to complain. that was until the brunette was on the ground. in barley a few seconds, the black mare had gone from as cool as a cucumber, to freaking out and bolting back to her stall, little interest in how her rider was.

chase me charlie // charlie // seven years // gelding // intermediate - advanced level

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eighteen // female // elite show jumping rider // joker, milly and pandora // dating: no // tags: open

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adelaide had been an elite rider at the academy now for nearly two and a half years, one of the longstanding members of the barn along with xyla sontaire. she didn't mind the girl, but neither really made an effort to become friends, both far to focused on their training, which was fair enough and excused any lack of social interaction. she made her way down to the stables, glancing down the driveway as floats, and trucks slowly began to file in, she sighed briefly, the only person she was looking forwards to seeing was her sister beth. she eyed the floats curiously but didn't recognise their fathers money in any of the floats. if there was one thing about these two girls, is they were rich from day dot. they got the best horses, and the best floats, the best clothes, they got everything they wanted, however, not just because they wanted it, they were raised correct, to be humble no matter what you wear or use, to be respectful of all but not a push over, to work for everything you get. yep, they earned everything they were given. adelaide was walking, trotting and cantering when she turned three, of lead and was working her horses all on her own.. well, ponies. by the time she was seven, she was competing at a very high level for her age, jumping her 13"1 sports pony over 90cm and 100cm and competed in six bar competition, the last jump being 125cm after the fifth run through. (note these ages are based off a young girl i know who is currently 8, competes 90cm and does six bar up to 125cm on her pony)by the time adelaide was fourten, she was competing internationally at 140cm with her irish sport horse stallion, jokers delight or simply known as joker. when she was shy of sixteen, she had her first win at 150cm grand prix in germany. it was what got her called over here. so she agreed to be an elite rider but did often leave at months at a time to compete internationally, thankfully the rest of the years competitions are only within a few hours drive, so she's staying put for the year to compete.

she made her way into the stable where a very impatient dapple grey stallion stood, bobbing his head and striking the stall door,
she gave a small sigh and a simple 'uh' scold, before grabbing the black leather halter and the black cotton lead, opening the stall door she noted the groom had fed her stallion... again, the groom knew what to feed him, but she had insisted that he let adelaide do it for it was how she grew up. on often occasion he'd tried to take her horses out to the paddocks, he was only doing his job but still. she stroked the grey stallions cheek, and pulled the rugs off, leaving a white cotton x fly mesh with black trim on the stallion, leading him out, his metal shoes hitting the concrete leaving an echo that only shod horses could leave, a barefoot horse like milly who wasn't shod while she was raising pandora, didn't leave such a sound. she steadied joker when the stallion suddenly spooked when someone dropped a box of bits, the large stallion bolted to the end of the lead, thank god for his ground work, he immediately stopped when the rope tightened, and simply looked at what caused that sound. she chuckled at him slightly and calmed him down before leading him to the paddock for a quick stretch of his legs before his ride. he however, was clearly fired up from his spook, and pranced along beside her like the hot fizzy horse that he could be.


jokers delight // joker // twelve years // stallion // grand prix level

joker had finished his feed not long after it was given to him, ears flicking he waited patiently for his loving brunette owner who came out and scolded him. for which he knew he deserved but the scold was turned around by being given an apple, he took it greedily but with respect and stood calmly while he was haltered and un rugged, then had his paddock cotton mesh rug put on. he knew his routine, run around the paddock for an hour or two, then a ride. he flicked his tail and when she lead him out he strolled calmly beside her. it was only when there was a loud clash of metal behind him that the stallions peaceful walk scrambled into a mess of clattering metal on concrete to a bolting spinning stallion. while he stopped when the rope hit it's end, he remained on edge, and walked high strung beside his owner as she led him to his paddock. a full of himself, the large grey stallion pulled back on the rope before walking forwards and then jumping forwards with his front legs, kicking up his heels in exuberance as he bucked beside his owner his over excitement earned him a tug of his rope, and with a snort, the stallion simply gave a small arrogant rear,
while respectful, he could be arrogant. but, no real competitive rider wanted a mellow horse, they wanted a horse with arrogance,
with spark, without it, they held no chance in winning. eager to get to his paddock, he continued his high strung prance, wobbling his lips together before calling out to all the new mares he could suddenly see.

ain't misbehavin // milly // five years // mare // green broke

milly stood in the paddock, her top rug taken off early by adelaide, leaving a white cotton mesh rug, pandora had her little blue rug taken off as well, and was now covered in black dirt. ears flicking, the bay mare grazed calmly, pulling at the grass, little interest in the new comers, except some stallions, back in season ready for another foal, milly was a little bit eager.

pandora's box // pandora // two months // filly// halter broke, basic ground work

pandy had already had her rug removed, and had her run this morning, and for the next half hour was knackered out, sleeping peacefully not far from her dam.

[hydroiid]

name;; avery jeong
age;; eighteen
gender;; male
sexuality;; gay
speciality;; english - show jumping
Level;; elite (but for some reason he tells people he's advanced)
horses;; astaroth
pets;; yuki
crush;;
location;; stables
tags;; nixon

"ah yes....um..do you perhaps know where astaroth's stall is or know of a stall that I can place him in?"
avery asked as he walked over to the other male with a soft smile. the black stallion behind the korean male let out a huff as they came to another halt again. avery was rather glad for the fact that this guy was in here when he needed the help. he really didn't want to get in trouble on his first day by placing astaroth in the wrong stall or in someone else's stall.