Welcome to the Olympics!(Horse&Rider Rp)(OPEN&ACCEPTING)

[Alpha*]

Morag nods, "It'll pass." he answers her kindly. They enter and he lets the Doc's take over. Ketch stands and shakes himself out before bobbing his head that YES he is a good horse. Humans with all their things... but he has to admit they are useful. Mor stands to the side, averting his gaze as she is tended, murmmering to the horse that he gets a granola-bar as a treat.

[wickedbvnes]

Daniel stumbled back, but Oakely spun around and caught him. Oakely threw a dry, withering look at the mare, and snorted. Daniel grabbed the mares reins, and shook his head at her. 'Silly mare.' Daniel chuckled, giving her a slight tug to move her forward.

Oakely sighed. 'You're a bit hyper, lassie..' he chuckled. He nickered, walking slightly ahead of Daniel and the mare.

[landofmakebelieve]

Jill
She quickly untracked and brushed down the million dollar stallion, then went to the tack room and began cleaning his tack.

Comedy
He stood with his head over the stall door, nickering softly. He tossed his silky mane, whinnying. He looked for Guniviere, whinnying to her.

[jet pack blues]

Ásta let the doctors aid her, examine her every which way. They sighed and gestured for Morag to come over, closing some curtains and blocking Àsta's view of their conversation.

Guniviere instantly felt bad for everything she had done. She hung her head down submissively, her ears pointed to listen to Daniel's commands as they walked along. She ignored Oakley's comment, and couldn't help but feel as though it were meant to pick fun at her. She had just gotten a little overwhelmed with all of the others was all. Though she had a had time controlling herself, Guniviere never meant any harm to anyone.

[Muke.]

(is sarah talking to me?)
bridget
"oh hi i am bridget"she said nicely,standing tall

[Alpha*]

Morag silently walks over, "Yes? Is she alright?" he asks. The young man holds his hat in his hands - a nervious tic of his.

He watches the doctors and the doctors him, one, a tech, clearly younger than the others says; "Wow neat trick with that horse!" and "Good job bringing her here!" and then all but the head-doc ushers them all out of the rooms.

"Doc?"

[TruckerGirl]

(Yeah, sorry forgot to say who it was for)

Sara
I smiled "I'm Sara nice to meet you" I said holding out my hand. "When did you get here?" I asked I never seen her, so she may have been here all long.

[Muke.]

(it's okay)
majesty
he trotted over to the mare sarah was petting and neighed for attention

Bridget
"me i cam from ireland with majesty my friesian and i got here yesterday"she smiled and shook her hand

[jet pack blues]

Ásta sat in shock, laying back into the cushy hospital bed. She silently wept, placing a hand over her head

The doctor, meanwhile, shook his head. "She is not to be riding for at least three months, bare minimum," he said rather sternly, his blue eyes meeting Morag's. "Make sure she stays in bed for at least this whole week. She needs to drink plenty of water and limit her movement..." He began rambling on, prescribing pain medication for Ásta. He shook his head and opened her curtains briskly, walking off to go tend to his other duties at once.

[Alpha*]

"Now Jooust a Minute Doc. " snaps Morag, striding after the Doc and turning him about, back to facing him. His accent becoming far more pronounced; "Competitions start tomorrow. She is a Fine jumper. She can make right? This means everything to her! " he says in a growl. "Come on, she traveled from Iceland to get here, Isn't there something you can do?'' he asks. Worry and anger at his throat.