•Camp Saddlebrook•Horse & Rider•Semi-lit•Accepting•

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|:| Chelsea Lynn Scott |:|
Female || 17 yrs || Deaf || Barn: B. Team #4 || Mood: Cheerful; Nervous || With No one

Chelsea hoisted Codie's english saddle onto his back and made sure it was on right, and adjusted it accordingly. She smoothed out his saddle pad and walked around to do up the girth. She blinked and pulled the girth up, after making sure Codie did not puff up. She tightened it a little more, and finnished doing it up. She brushed her bangs out of her face, and picked up te bridle that was hanging on the rack as well. She loosened his halter, letting it fall around his neck, so she still had control. She put the bridle close to his mouth, so he could take the bit himself, which he did perfectly. Chelsea verbally praised him "Good boy." and fastened the bridle securely. She finnished tacking him putting on his protective boots, and lead him outside, wondering where the others were, so they could begin the morning lesson.

[iJabez]

{{.Toby Borden.}}

Toby smiled as he led Fortune from her stall and put her in cross-ties. He fed the mare and started brushing on her. He brushed her until she gleamed and he braided her mane and tail. He tacked her up, leaving her girth a little loose. He put her protective boots on and then her pink bell boots for jumping. He patted the mare and unclipped her from the cross-ties and hooking her halter on her stall door. He led the mare down the aisle to Chelsea. He smiled, this must be her. You're Chelsea, right? He signed. I'm Toby Borden and this is my mare Fortune.

[myth;]

( So was i accepted? )

[iJabez]

( Oh sorry, yep (: )

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|:| Chelsea Lynn Scott |:|
Female || 17 yrs || Deaf || Barn: B. Team #4 || Mood: Cheerful; Nervous || With No one

Chelsea smiled at the boy who walked up to her with his horse and looked at him signing. She nodded Yes. That is correct. she signed back. Being that she didn't go deaf until she was five, she could still talk a little bit, but she didn't this time. She was to insecure about talking to others, besides Codie. She didn't know what her voice sounded like anymore, Though she knew it must sound wierd, but she was okay with that. She watched him sign the last part It's nice to meet you toby. Your mare is beautiful by the way. she signed. She turned to Codie who was chewing at the bit This is my Stallion Codie. AKA Ramblin' Man. Codie herd his name, and looked up, putting his head over Chelsea's shoulder, snorting a little bit. Chelsea rubbed his nose, waiting for Toby's reply.

- I changed COdie's Picture... I didn't like the palomino one anymore... -

[myth;]

(Thanks ^-^ So can i have a quick recap so i know what is going on?)

[cobalt.]

Barn A // Single // Currently: Tacking up for Practice // Mood: Nervous, a bit Lonely, Excited
Darcy smiled weakly at her dappled grey mare, giving a gentle slap-pat on the neck." Ready to go Tea?" she asked softly looking at the mare's big, brown eyes peering back at her.Tea nickered softly her ears perked forward smartly, as Darcy gently placed the numnah onto her back, slipping it up higher on her withers.Darcy lifted the dark oil, jumping saddle onto the mare's back with careful precision. After riding her whole life she'd learned how to put the saddle correctly on the horse's back on the first try, saving those precious seconds of having to move the saddle around.It's a big deal to Darcy that she gets it right on the first try, don't try to down-play it to her or she'll get upset with you. It is important! What if you only have five minutes until your next class starts and you haven't tacked up yet? with that she defends her point. Darcy took the bridle in her hands, carefully slipping Tea's grey nose through the noseband before asking the mare to open her mouth for the snaffle. Before she forgot, Darcy slipped the protective boots on the mare's legs, bell boots on her front. Headstall pulled gently over both ears and the throat latch securely adjusted, the eighteen-year-old quietly clucked to the mare leading her further down the aisle. "Um- would anyone like to ride practice with me? I, might be going for a hack afterwards." she asked with her thick Liverpool accent.

[iJabez]

{{.Toby Borden.}}

Toby smiled and signed back, Codie must be really special He is so pretty. He turned around and faced Darcy, "Down here!" He waved and looked back at Chelsea, Would you like to join me in the ring, for the morning lesson?

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|:| Chelsea Lynn Scott |:|
Female || 17 yrs || Deaf || Ramblin' Man || Barn: B. Team #4 || Mood: Cheerful; Nervous || With: Toby Borden

Chelsea nodded Than You. He really is special. He's been with me for five years now. we've ecome really close. She signed. She looked at Darcy and her mare when Codie stepped closer to her. She rubbed his neck with her opposite hand and smiled, waving silently. She looked back at toby, smailed and nodded at his question Sure. For a minute there i thought i was the only one that was ready, she replied. She looked at Darcy and signed Want to join us? She brushed her blonde hair out of her face and gathered it up, and pulled it into a ponytail, to keep it out of the way during the morning lesson. She was beginning to like it here.

[eleutheromania]

||•Lacy Tyner•||

The eighteen year old put the English saddle on the white Arabian stallion known as Ghostly Nightmare. She then tightened the girth before leading the horse out of the barn. She then put her foot in the stirrup before lifting herself in one easy practiced movement up into the saddle. Balanced and situated, she clicked her tongue at Ghost and the stallion walked towards the arena. She exhaled deeply enjoying the feeling of being on her horse now, something she would never get tired of. Lacy stopped him when she readied herself for the routine. She started him with the half pass, the movement done with ease by her horse. The piaffe was next, which required Ghost to trot almost on the spot. Her attention fully on the routine with the Arabian stallion, she led him through the daily practices they did. She finally stopped Ghost after a while, the stallion's body coated with a small layer of sweat. She gave him a pat on the neck before leading him out of the arena. She then slowly dismounted and landed lightly on her feet beside her horse and to his reins and walked him.