ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴘᴇʟᴀɢᴏ ᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛʀɪᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ [⇹] ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

[Lavellan]

♔ Ｊｕｌｉｅｔｔｅ Ｍａｒｉａ Ｄａｖｉｅｓ
❛ᴡɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ, ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ❜

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20

Scent: Lavender and Mint
Animals: Rosaline
and Mercutio

Single
Crush: -

Location: Barn/Wash Racks
Tags: Elara
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♔Raising her head with a pin of her ears as the sounds of clipping met Rosaline's ears, the mare soon relaxed her head down, lip drooping again, allowing Juliette to once again turn her attention to the mare's hooves. She was planning on washing off the mare, but there had been an abnormal sound as the pair travelled over the concrete, and so Juliette had wanted to investigate it as soon as she could, and so here she was, hoofpick in hand in case she needed to dislodge a stray stone.
The hind leg she was working on seemed to be clear, but before she could allow the leg to drop and move to the other side of the dozing mare, a splitting whinny caused both mare and girl to jump. Rosaline raised her head with a frightened squeal, snapping her hoof down and unbalancing her human, who landed on the hard stone, knees smarting as she stood quickly to get out of the way of the mare, who was now swinging her hind end to get a better look at the horse who had whinnied.
Dusting off her knees, the initial adrenaline rush from the fright fading, Juliette turned, half-imagining the girl from the showjumping arena to be standing in front of her. To her surprise, it was someone else - another redhead, but this time with a well-built, beautifully coloured KWPN in-hand. "Gosh, sorry, I didn't hear you approaching!" Jules half-laughed, retrieving the hoof pick from where it had skittered across the floor. Looking to both girl and gelding, tugging gently at the lead-rope to prevent Rosaline from reaching too close to the gelding, she noticed that both of them were in far more need of the washrack than she and Rosa. "I hope you weren't waiting too long, we'll be out of here soon! Did you have a good session this morning?" Offering the girl a smile, she reached for the hose, running the water for a second before turning it onto the bay mare, turning her pelt a darker brown. "I'm Juliette, by the way. And this is Rosaline. She's really nosy, sorry," Once again pulling Rosa's muzzle away from the gelding, knowing full well that the mare would squeal and wiggle if she allowed them to be too close for too long, she looked to the pair. Their equipment didn't seem like either showjumping or dressage equipment, so, adding that deduction to the fact that the pair had a good workout, by the looks of things, they didn't seem to be competition of hers, not just yet, anyway, so Juliette smiled. "Were you on the cross country course?" She inquired, hoping that their conversation would mean that the girl wasn't annoyed at her for taking up a wash rack.

♗ Ｔｙｌｅｒ Ｊａｍｅｓ Ｌａｎｎｏｎ
❛ꜱᴜᴄᴇꜱꜱ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴀɪɴ ɪɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏʀ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪꜱʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ.❜

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24

Scent: Coffee and Whiskey
Animals: Cersei
and Jorah

Single
Crush: -

Location: Indoor Open Arena
Tags: Amos
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♗Smiling easily at the man's query, a light worry bubbling in his stomach at the thought of the man watching him ride, Ty nodded. "Yeah, that'd be nice. I haven't had the chance to explore properly yet!" Striding forward, allowing the man to get his stallion ready, Ty took a deep breath. Why did the thought of Amos seeing him ride worry him so?
He was as good a rider as anyone else here - so worrying about Amos thinking of him as a bad rider was completely irrational...
But why couldn't he help it?
Entering the indoor arena quietly, checking to ensure that it was empty, Ty let go of Cersei's reins, allowing the mare to move freely at his side. She tossed her head, trotting haughtily for a few paces. Ty, watching her out of the corner of his eye, took off at a run, his movements impeded somewhat by the sand beneath his feet. The mare began to follow him at a speedy trot, bucking a number of times before falling into stride beside him. Changing his movements into a bouncy, strange gait, Cersei copied the man, pushing herself into a collected canter.
When she had come to him, the mare had been, frankly, rotten - snappy and haughty, rude and pushy, but through goofy play like this, the man had opened her up to him. Positive reinforcement training had helped a lot, too, and now the pair were working clockwork... okay, perhaps not quite like clockwork just yet, but they were much better than they had been.
Stopping, sending a wave of sand from under his feet, the man turned to the mare, hoping to catch her to begin their training. Cersei, however, had another idea, taking off at a gallop with a kick of her hind legs, racing circles around the small pen. Standing still, not engaging her but allowing her to blow off steam, Ty waited for her to return before fishing out a mint from his pocket and catching her reins.
"Hey, we're at an academy now, Cerse, there's no more goofing off like that." He murmured, swinging himself into the comfortable saddle. The palomino mare shifted beneath him for a moment, eager to get moving. Squeezing with his legs, pushing her forward into a low, lazy trot, Ty began to settle into the saddle, relaxing into the mare's familiar movements.

♖ Ｌｅｅ Ｃｏｌｉｎ Ｊｏｒｄａｎ
❛ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ɴᴇʀᴠᴇ❜

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26

Scent: Chocolate and Caramel
Animals: Sirius, Nagini
and Hedwig

Single
Crush: -

Location: Barn
Tags: Elizabeth
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♖Chewing thoughtfully on his lip, trying to track the movements of the other students in the barn, trying to see if there was a particular direction that people were moving in, a light tension bubbled in Lee's stomach. All of the horses he was laying eyes on were all slim, long-legged, sporty and lithe. From what he could see, there were no heavier horses, no other horses there to drive. Suddenly highly conscious of both Nagini and Hedwig, their dinner-plate hooves and strong muscles making them stick out like elephants among deer, the man let out a low breath. Perhaps coming here was a mistake.
Hearing tense pacing from the stall behind him, low snorts and breaths making him turn, Lee pointed his attention to Hedwig. The nervous mare was becoming even more anxious, picking up on his racing mind. As he turned to look at her, the mare stopped, looking to him with doe-eyes, as though asking him why he'd brought them here, to this strange place.
"I know, my girl, I know." He murmured, placing out a hand and allowing the mare to place her nose into his palm, her deep sigh causing her whiskers to twitch, tickling the skin on his hands and arms. He didn't hear the soft voice from behind him, didn't notice the girl who had snuck up on him until he turned away from Hedwig.
The girl who stood before him was wide-eyed, her features decorated with a smattering of freckles. Her face was bright red- she must just be back from a hard ride. A sudden fear flushed through him - was this her horse's stall? He was sure that he had checked the nameplated before leading the horses inside, but perhaps he had misread -
Her voice cut through his thoughts, and he mentally laughed at himself for being so irrational. She was just being friendly, introducing herself. Extending his hand, he offered her a warm smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Lee." Glancing around, still totally oblivious of his surroundings, he looked back to her. "Ehm, sorry, but I've just arrived. Do you know where the tack room is?" While he'd love to remain and get to know the people he'd be working and training with, he was also fully aware of his tack, left in the unlocked trailer outside.

[Chaotic Queen]

Alaska - 22 - female - tags; open

Alaska sighed as she had her gelding Cash untacked in his stall, she had worked her other 2 horse, but didn't work Hedi yet, as she was still in the pasture, itnwas muddy out there this shall be fun she thought before slipping out of the stall before closing it, she then grabbed her yearling fillies halter and lead rope before staying to the wall of the barn, and slipped past people. She then walked out to the pasture before seeing Hedi in the way back of the pasture, and the pasture was huge! She grumbled under her breath before going in, she made a noise which made Hedi look up, the registered APHA filly nickered before started trotting around, Alaska sighed before making her way over to her filly. She then got close enough and she started to slip the halter onto Hedi, but Hedi moved away causing Alaska to fall face first into the mud and Hedi kicked up her heels and trotted sround, Alaska cursed under her breath before getting up, her whole front and face was covered in mud and she sighed before trying again, but failed attempts, after about 6 tries she finally got the halter on the filly before she started leading the filly to the gate before she opened it and they exited it after shutting the gate, and she was all covered in mud from head to toe "Hedi, what am I gonna do with you" She laughes, Hedi had white patches, but they where not white anymore.

[. mira .]

[ e l i z a b e t h ]

Elizabeth Patricia Conallaire
Female
20
Straight (Single)
Crush Lee
Horses Sailor, Lorelei
Specialties Eventing, Dressage, Show-jumping
Location Outside the stables
Tags; Lee

Oh. Oh goodness. If I make a complete fool of myself.. "Nice to meet you. And, oh, s-sure. This way." Tipping her head towards the tack room, she smiled as she passed some horses she knew. Her riding boots tapped against the concrete flooring, and she watched as a few attention-lovers raised their heads, curious if there were any treats involved. Elizabeth rolled her eyes, used to their 'I'm so cute, won't you give me a treat?' faces. Elizabeth was quickly next to Sailor, and pull up his cross ties. The tack room was just to the right of her pinto horse. Hesitating a moment, she spoke - without much ease, though. "Here it is. Saddles," She pointed one way. "And bridles. Then martingales." Pointing, Elizabeth hoped that she showed enough for him to find his way. Although, a small part of her wished that he would need more help so she could hang out with him. Elizabeth thought herself a decent judge of character, and this guy seemed kind but more reserved and anxious, like her, but maybe not so shy? She couldn't tell yet. Realizing she had been tilting her head while she thought, the red-head blushed. Giving a crooked smile, she stepped back, turning and lifting up Sailor's cross ties so she could go beneath without hunching over again. Elizabeth nearly tripped over Sailor's grooming basket. I should really be more careful about that - I'm clumsy! Quickly picking up Sailor's grooming supplies, the red haired teen placed the basket on the slight shelf that the boards of the stall provided. Sticking her hands in her pocket, the teen nearly took a step when...
CRASH!, then a whinny of fear and hooves thudding against the concrete, and then sounds of cross tie clips snapping together. Next, hooves, hooves, hooves.

Groaning in her head, she turned on her heel. Sailor! He'd gone running! The basket lay on the floor, rolling back and forth. All the supplies had flown everywhere. Sailor had gotten out! Elizabeth realized that in her hurry she'd done the cross ties wrong and put the basket too close to him. Sailor must have thought that the crash sounded like a whip, and that reminded him of when he had been abused as a yearling but owners who had bought him from his kind breeders. Elizabeth was frozen with fear, but came alive when she saw her horse stumble. She grabbed a lead rope, whichever one she saw first. Then she sprinted as fast as her lanky legs would take her to Sailor. He was standing, ready to run again, a crazed, terrified look in his eyes. Elizabeth cleverly snapped on the lead rope and attempted to calm Sailor. The pinto reared. Then he snorted tossed his head and a crab stepped a little. However, Elizabeth quickly was able to calm him down. Then tears streamed down her face. She'd been careless because of a cute boy and had risked Sailor's life! I can't believe I almost lost one of the most important things to me! Thoughts thundered around her head, and Elizabeth collapsed, balling up her knees and letting salty water drip down her face as she shook. Sailor snorted next to her, but Elizabeth kept her head down. In her hand, the lead rope seemed to burn through her. She was full of shame, guilt, and sadness. The red-head couldn't bear to look at her precious horse she'd nearly lost over a careless mistake.

[RedLionPaladin]

Amos, Moonlight Raider
Tagged: Tyler

Amos was pleased that Tyler agreed to go riding with him later. He didn't catch the nervous look in his eyes as he turned back to groom his eager stallion. Moon stood by patiently, even after he was finished eating, without being tied. When Amos got him, he was a very small colt that had been removed from his mother who couldn't nurse him. The mare had given birth to twins but for some reason only was able to produce enough milk to sustain one foal. When his aunt and uncle found out about this, they immediately snatched up the poor colt and offered him as a gift to their nephew. It was their way of trying to bring Amos back into the world and amazingly...it worked. Amos had slowly come out of his shell to care for the colt under the watchful eyes of his new guardians. Soon, the young man was living life again and it was all thanks to a little colt he named Moonlight Raider.

Once he finished grooming him, Amos quickly saddled the stallion then opened the stall door. He led Moon easily into the practice arena then gestured for the horse to walk away from. It was then that it became apparent that he wasn't holding the reins at all. Moon trotted away from Amos then stopped and turned around at the sound of a whistle from the man. He returned to him at another signal, stood easily then trotted away once more with another gesture. This time, Amos let him wander a little farther before calling him back and rewarding him with a stud muffin. Amos pulled himself easily into the saddle, even as Moon started trotting once more, and settled himself. He spotted Tyler and moved Moon in his direction using leg signals. "I've been meaning to ask you. How long have you had your two horses? I can tell you've had them for a while since you can tell when they're acting up or being playful but that's about it," he asked as Moon pulled up alongside Cersei.

[evixtus]

C H E V Y ֍ J A C K S O N
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[ nineteen ][ female ][crush: none atm][ horses: arin, gunner, tj ][ tags: aspen, seo, lee ]

Indentation Wiggling her fingers into the stiff leather gloves, the brunette looked at Aspen and grinned. “Come on, then, let’s get going." She unhooked TJ from the crossties and loosely curled her fingers around the rein of the harness, giving a gentle tug with a swift kiss, letting the large gelding know he could follow her. Thankfully the Percheron was well mannered and excessively trained at liberty, and he followed his person with ease, no shame in letting his head swing side to side as he observed the others in their stalls. As she lead the duo behind her, Aspen walking by Ty’s shoulder, she noticed an unfamiliar face and decided to stop for a moment to greet him with a small wave. “Welcome to Archipelago.” She gleefully strode past, taking TJ in her hand once again to prevent him from cornering the Norman Cob mare, letting go once more as they breached the barn doors. She almost bumped into Seo, who was standing awkwardly in the middle of her way. She halted, taking a moment to assess the situation before smiling at him. “Sorry about that. Leave him alone, T.” Chevy scolded, pulling gently on the side of her percheron’s face.

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[male ] [20] [goofball] [relationship:n/a][tags: open]
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☞Seamus dismounted gracefully from the back of the large black gelding, his feet hitting the firm arena footing and sending the all too familiar painful sensation from the balls of his feet to his knees. One more thing to hate about the cold weather. The tall Irish lad winced slightly, swatting Beau away as the pushy creature came looking for treats in his coat pocket. Doing his beast to ignore his spoiled and impatient horse, the young man rolled his stirrup leathers and loosened the girth on either side before running his hand along Beau's chest one last time, just to make sure he was properly cooled. Seamus noted the small streams of steam billowing off of his black steed and made a mental note to clip him once he'd properly dried. The tall pair ambled lazily to the entrance of the indoor arena, their footsteps muted by the footing. A familiar and soothing clicking of Beau's shoes on concrete returned as they returned to the aisle. Seamus lead his handsome gelding back to his stall where he untacked the grumpy beast and satiated him with a treat here and there. After properly grooming his four-legged companion the native from Ireland rounded out their routine with another set of stretches. If anything, Beau was sure to always be limber. As Seamus began to put his tack away, he made a mental note of the open crossties as well as the people milling about. Humming to himself, he caught sight of a boy entering with a lively mare. And who was that over with him? Ah, clearly a girl smitten for him already. Seamus chuckled and resumed his activities, pulling his clipping set from the bottom of his dark stained wooden trunk. The tall man settled for a set of ties a few stalls up from Beau, deciding that it would probably be best to isolate the gelding, just in case he decided to pull anything that was classically him. Beau received many reassuring pats as Seamus ran his hands through the thick mane, making a mental note to trim that up as well. Pushing his own sweaty brunette mop from his forehead, he set to work, first pulling the black gelding's mane. This process was only lengthened by Beau's inability to stand still for more than 3 or four pulls. Finally, the painful experience came to a close and Seamus was able to begin the clipping.

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[female ] [19] [delicate flower] [relationship:n/a]
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☞Aspen returned Chevy's grin with an equally eager smile, eyes lighting up with excitement. The teen made sure to stay by Ty's side, though she was careful to keep her toes out of the way of his decently sized hooves. As they made their way out of the barn, the blonde haired girl became distracted as she stroked the percheron's massive, muscles shoulder. Consequently, her naturally clumsy self was elevated and she found herself tripping and stumbling over her own feet twice. Face flushed with embarrassment, the pretty blonde made sure to pay attention from now on. Aspen noticed the new face just in time to slip up towards Chevy's side in order to allow the two horses more room to pass safely. Looking at the boy with her head tilted to the side thoughtfully, the teenager gave him a friendly smile and a little wave in greeting. She wondered if he was one of the last stragglers to arrive, and what getting to know each other in the house later that day would be like. Not really a fan of large groups of people, she couldn't help but shudder at the thought, a small pit of worry planting in the pit of her stomach. Aspen fired it to the back of her mind, resolving to take everything here in stride and remain composed. At the moment, she knew she was doing a fair job as she'd already talked to a new person and was currently spending time with her. So take that. Lost in her train of thought as they continued on, Aspen plowed into the back of Chevy as the other girl came to a stop. Blushing furiously now, she managed to catch herself just before she ungracefully hit the ground. Clearing her throat awkwardly, the blonde chuckled to herself before stepping back to look at the two people before her. That was new. This boy didn't seem to have a horse with him.

[steve rogers.]

zoey luna -
the girl sighed pushing her poof of a hair into a pony tail as best as she could. she had thrown on a grey base layer with a tee shirt and sweatshirt, already shivering from the cold. making her way into the barn, she grabbed the apple, her breakfast and made her way to jazzy, her thoroughbred gelding. she went to go inside the stall, before noticing a man and a horse. she saw them clipping, so tried to eat the apple carefully, leaning against jazzy's stall.

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[male ] [20] [goofball] [relationship:n/a][tags: open]
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☞Seamus could feel the hairs on the back of his neck begin to prickle as he felt unfamiliar eyes on him. The tall young man shut off his clipper, taking a step back from Beau before turning to face the direction he knew the gaze was coming from. Lifting his blue eyes from the set of clippers in his hand, he noticed a girl- no, a young woman- leaning against the stall of a gelding he knew only as Jazzy. Ever the gentleman, the Irishman set down his tool, giving his black gelding an absent pat before stepping closer to the stranger. He made sure to give her one of his award-winning smiles, extending his right hand out towards her. "Hello there. I'm Seamus and this big beast behind me is Beau." Accent thick and voice raspy from a lack of use that brisk morning, Seamus cleared his throat. As he waited for the girl to respond, he took in her outfit as well as the appearance of her thoroughbred. The young man could hear his own impatient and obnoxious creature snorting grumpily behind him, deciding to ignore the gelding's incessant insistence upon constant treat-giving. "I'm sorry about him. He was professionally trained in Germany, but none of the ground manners seemed to have stuck." Seamus chuckled dryly, making light of Beau's poor behavior.

[munson.]

seo jin yeong | form | male | 21 | currently: being scared of a horse | tags ;; aspen & chevy
-- The soft sounds of the barn soon became background noise in Jin's mind, drowning out any one noise from another. The gentle pat of the sole of his red converse against the cold concrete fell into the rhythm of his breathing. Admiring eyes wandered from stall to stall, scanning over each animal that was cased inside. Hooves pawed and pranced about on the bed of sawdust as horses impatiently awaited to be exercised and released into the rolling fields of green. An odor of leather balms and oils caressed Jin's nose, bringing back ancient memories of his childhood.
Mind clouded with thought, Jin hardly realized the soft velvety nose that pressed itself to the back of his shoulder. Not fully understanding the situation, he turned and was greeted by the large brown eye of a draft horse. A soft squeal fell from Jin's lips as he pressed himself against a nearby hay bale to regain his lost breath. It also didn't help to hear the commotion behind the horses owner, seeing as there was a girl holding the horse and another on the ground.
For a moment, Jin stared at the girl on the ground, before he realized that he should probably offer his assistance. Scrambling over to her, he held out his hand, offering a pull up. "I'm Jin...And, um, sorry about that."

[steve rogers.]

zoey luna -
the girl smiled, looking at the horse. "nice to meet you seamus, I'm zoey, and thats jazzy- he's a bit of a squealer, so i hope you dont mind i stood here, he's pretty uh- loud" she laughed, breaking her apple in half to give some too the thoroughbred. "germany?" she asked "I've been there before, beautiful horses" she added, "so, what kind of riding do you and Beau do?" she asked, smiling. "me and jazzy are hunters"