Lucien Desrosiers
Cismale // Nineteen // Western Discipline
Horse// Pretty Boy Blues ((Blue)), Quarter Horse, Gelding, Ten years old
Location Outside of barn, by their trailer // Tags Open, Ashlynn and Jackson mentioned.
Almost as soon as the truck stopped, the boy was out of the car with Blue's lead rope in hand and hurrying towards the back of the trailer while trying to stay close to it and out of anyone's way. Lucien came to a stop at the doors, fumbling with the lock for a few seconds before opening them and peeking his head inside to see his gelding staring at him and ready to be lead out. He'd leave Cloud to his sister but climbed in after opening the door all the way, moving to clip on the rope after a few greeting pats to the horse's neck before walking back to the edge and stepping down to make sure the quarter horse got out alright. They walked towards to side of the trailer to stretch their legs a bit, Blue's head at the boys shoulder as they waited for Ashlynn and Cloud to walk out as well. Lucien took the time to look around at the other's who had arrived and glanced from person to person and horse to horse while absentmindedly petting the soft flesh of the horse's nose. "..Looks like you're not the only pretty boy in the stables." He murmured to the horse without thinking as he watched a boy walking towards the stables with his nervous dappled mare. Blue only nudged the side of the boy's head with his nose in reply like he was calling the human's bluff before taking his attention else where to one of the new horses around around.
(Sorry for any spelling mistakes or if the set up looks weird, I had some time before school but I'm stuck on mobile until I get home to pretty it up))