.:Step To The Left:.[Horse eventing roleplay] Accepting!

[L a w l o r f f]

Sky stomped a shiny black hoof. She flicked her tail, her ears perked, listening for other horses & riders. She hung her head over the stall door, staring down the aisle.

[simply,]

"Sure." Kalie said. "Let me warm up the other way first." She leaned back a bit when Tea bucked where she was not thrown forward. She then regianed her spot in the center of Tea's blance. She carefully postioned her wight where her she would not throw of Tea's balence. After a lap, she slowed Tea down and truned her the other way.


((Sorry god modded a bit.))

[Emma Saige]

[I have an idea for a new cherrie...snobby rich girl...13...rival material...thoughts?]

Rachel watched Kalie carfully, gleaming with pride at one of her star students. She cantered France towards a blue and yellow oxer, the horse hesitated, but jumped, he clipped the top rail, causing it to tremble, and then fall. Rachel patted the horse, knowing he did well, because he was so green at jumping.

[simply,]

((Maybe not as skilled as a rider and has a horse and abuses it? But that's up to you..... Off to Crew, be back in four to three hours.))

[L a w l o r f f]

(Yeah! She could be really mean & always makes fun of everyones riding.)


Sky pranced in her stall. She nickered quietly, bobbing her head. She shook her mane as another nicker slipped from her muzzle.

[Emma Saige]

Human form
Name:Lexie
Age:13
Gender:female
Discription(looks):Long blond hair, short and slim.
Personality:Snobby, very spoiled. She is overly competitive. She is very insicure, but hides it by putting down others.
History:Lex was born into a rich family, who gave her everything. She got privet coaching from olympic trainers, and the most elite ponies.
Discription for front page:Short, slim and blonde, Lexie is a rich girl who is not someone to mess with.
Favorite Type of riding:Jumpers
What Do you wish to Improve on:Nothing.
Are you going to take lessons:Yes.
Likes:Pink, gold, money
Dislikes:dirt, poor people
Horses:(TBC)





Horse Form:

Show name:My Weight In Gold
Barn Name:Golden
Age:7
Gender:Gelding
Looks:14.2hh Palomino Welsh, he has a white stripe and three white socks, and one stocking on his left hind.
Personality: Mirrering his owner, Gold is snobby.
History:Born on an elite riding farm, and trained to perfection, this pony could be used in the olympics for jumping.
Discription for front page:Snobby Palomino welsh pony gelding. 14.2 hh, and 8 years old.
Strengths(In riding):Jumping and Dressage
Weekness(In riding):Cross country
Owner:Lexie Witherlinds
Likes:Shows, showing off, baths, mares
Dislikes:mud, other horses.
Fears:Mules
Crush:
Other





Horse Form:

Show name:Silver Chimes Treasure
Barn Name:Tresure
Age:5
Gender:mare
Looks:Dark bay welsh, small star on her forhead.
Personality:Sweet and friendly, but dislikes her owner. She requires a light hand and a gental disposition.
History:Same as Golden, as they are half siblings.
Discription for front page:A sweet dark bay welsh mare, 5 years old, and 13.3hh.
Strengths(In riding):Jumping and dressage
Weekness(In riding):Cross country.
Owner:Lexie
Likes:Treats, kids, grass.
Dislikes:Spurs, hard handleing, whips.
Fears:Spurs, whips.
Crush:
Other

[L a w l o r f f]

Sky let out a long, loud neigh of lonliness. She stomped her hoof again. Sky kicked at the back of the stall, looking for attention.

[Emma Saige]

Nancy was across the isle from the noisy warmblood, Sky. She stood up her her stall, shaking the shavings off her chesnut coat. She looked over the door, pinning her ears. "Look, Mare. Some of us are trying to do other things besides listening to you carring on. I suggest you shut it, before I shut it for you." The araibian snapped, flicking her tail in annoyance.

[L a w l o r f f]

Sky pinned her ears at the rude mare. She ignored her & continued neighing--louder. She flicked her tail, soon after she shook her mane. She looked around, completely bored.

[simply,]

Jasmine shook her head and snorted at the other mare. The loud whinnies eched threw the barn and were scaring her. She pinned her ears, and tried to hid in the back of the stall. "Stop it!" She whinnied, in panic. "Stop it." She mumbled a bit more quite.

Kalie warmed Tea up the other way. She patted the mares gray neck, before she slowed her down to a working walk. "Good girl." She said softly, where only the mare could hear.