𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒 - equestrian roleplay (closed)

[PrincessAnne]

【Ａｌｅｘａｎｄｒｉａ　Ｈｕｎｔｅｒ】

----------Where - Guest house----------With - Laurence----------Mood - “Am I in the right spot?”----------

Alex had no idea what this was going to be like, she had nothing to compare it to. She had competed in many novice shows placing 1st or 2nd in most of them. ‘That must be why they want you’ She thought shrugging. She pulled into the lot. The barn was huge and the pastures were green and luscious. The black truck roared once more before it was turned off. Alexandria would have been there sooner if Night hadn’t jumped a fence and got into some blackberries. She looked around not wanting to intrude on anyone so she followed the example of some other people who were off leading horses.

Night was all too excited to leave the trailer. They had been driving for a few days and he was ready to jump again. “Chillax kid..” She spoke as she could hear him stomping the ground his hoof making a loud bang against the metal trailer. She let the door open his halter in her hand as she clicked her tongue. The small girl had a large horse, but she had always managed to find a way to keep him in check most of the time. The horse huffed but stuck his nose in anyway as the aquamarine halter was a stark contrast between his black color. She gave him a quick peck before attaching a black lead rope and leading him into his stall. The stalls were a nice size, so she felt relaxed, he would be less likely to act up. She gave him a quick speech about behaving before leaving to move her truck and the trailer to the appropriate spot.

She grabbed her duffel bag which was packed with all of her belongings she didn’t want her aunt to go through. She managed to find the guest house to see a man around her age there. He was tall with sun kissed skin along with dark eyes and hair. She bit the inside of her cheek before speaking. “Is this where we will be staying? I just got here and I am a little lost....” The girl said a little nervous laugh in her voice as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder hoping for a response.

[landogate]

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( twenty-two ) ( hunter/jumper trainer ) ( rider of persephone ) ( location ━ guest house ) ( tags ━ alexandria )

━━ LAURENCE gazed out over the grounds, soon a woman about his age, give or take a few years approached the guesthouse. his first thought was, 'is this the other coach?' after the young woman came up to laurence, he put down his suitcase and placed it to the side. "if you're the eventing coach, this is where you'll be staying. if you're a student i believe there are bunkhouses down by the stables. barn 1 i'm pretty sure." he answered. the girl had her bags packed with her, and looked eager to settle in.

"i'm heading out there now, i've gotta go drop my gear off. i'm laurence by the way, the hunter-jumper trainer. i can come with you, if you'd like?" he rushed all of his words into a smooth sentence. though it was a mouthful, he seemed to make the words flow along like the wind. swinging the door shut behind him, he picked up the suitcase again and began to wheel it, whilst also maintaining a good grip on the box that rested in front of him. thinking about the other trainer, he did begin to wonder where she was, or if she was already on estate grounds. as the hub of everything, laurence supposed she could be down by the barn's. nevertheless, he'd see her soon enough, as the summer program took off. he thought of monday. he had two lessons planned, both jumping, one was intermediate and the other novice. he presumed that the eventing trainer had the morning session.

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Ｔｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｎｃｈｅｚ
19/male/unknown/eventer
horses - Hootch & Misty
location - trailer parking
tags - Leonette

Ty had admittedly become totally engrossed in watching his little horse slowly settle from pacing
repeatedly through the deep bed of shavings to lipping at the scraps of hay left by the
stall's previous occupant; his lack of sleep from the previous night seemed to be catching
up with him. As such, the voice behind him mildly surprised him; he fumbled with Misty's
lead rope for a moment before quickly maneuvering her hindquarters so that her right side
was entirely plastered against Hootch's stall. "Sorry," he chirped in response, swinging his

head around to get a glance at the owner of the voice he yet didn't recognize. She led a gorgeous white stud down the aisle to the stall furthest from Hootch; the big warmblood calmly observed his surroundings. Misty's ears pricked, but she made no move towards the other horse. Down the barn aisle, a bay horse poked his head out to get a good look at a new possible friend.
Satisfied with Hootch's calmness, Ty gently prodded Misty to walk with him around the covered arena to the other barn. As he left, a rider of about his age led a black stallion into the stall next to the paint horse's; he paused for a moment when Hootch pinned his ears and advanced towards the other horse, and breathed a silent sigh of relief when the cranky gelding returned to the corner of his stall. Ty made a mental note to apologize to the other rider; he couldn't help Hootch's treatment of other horses, but at least he could try and make amends. He glanced momentarily at the trailers slowly beginning to trickle down the main road, waving at friendly Wynne as she pulled in just before he ducked into the second barn aisle. Misty stepped calmly into her stall, approving of the choice of shavings. Feeling no need to observe her as she investigated her surroundings, he latched the stall door behind him and set out about retrieving Cici from her comfortable morning nap by the trailer. He figured that Wynne would come to retrieve her soon, but nonetheless, he could at least put her in a stall and set her up with hay and water before caring for his own horses. This barn was thankfully equipped with a watering system for each stall, so it wouldn't take him long to make his way to the bunkhouse to begin depositing his own belongings.
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Ｗｙｎｎｅ　Ｋａｕｒ
36/female/straight (married)/eventing coach
horse - Cici
location - trailer parking
tags - Laurence, Alexandria

The hurried trainer did her very best to appear unbothered when Ty greeted her with his
characteristic wave; she smiled at him as best she could before setting about the task of
parking the rig and making her way to the guesthouse as quickly as possible to meet her
new coworker. Finding Laurence was her first priority; she knew Cici was content to stand
around for an eternity, and the vast majority of the students were either old enough to
know what they were doing, or at least old enough to find help on their own. Once the two

horse trailer was settled into a parking space, she shut off her truck and stepped out, adjusting her purple baseball cap before taking a moment to look around and see if she could locate the guesthouse without the map Annabelle had provided her with. Luckily, it stood conveniently in her field of vision, lights already aglow inside. Thank God, she thought; her fellow trainer was already here.
Wasting no time, she set off down the gravel path between the covered arena complex and the guesthouse; no sooner had her journey begun, however, than she encountered a pair of young twenty-somethings making their way back to the barns. The man looked young to be a coach (even though she'd already been told of his age), but nonetheless she greeted them with a query. "Hey there," she began with a friendly smile, "does one of you happen to be Laurence Velasquez?" After a split-second pause, she added, "I'm Wynne Kaur," nodding to the other rider. She didn't recognize her, but then she knew a few eventers from stables other than Windfall had heard of the camp and made their way into town.

[heffalumps]

𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝙺𝚊𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚊
19 years - male (hetero)
eventer - Rhea (15) + Kip (5)
location; barn 1 (stall 113)
tags/mentions; open

Daniel, being an eventer in both discipline and nature, had become a new boarder at Crestwood Estate and spent much of his time that morning transporting his two horses, Rhea and her offspring Kip; and their gear, as well as his own, from his own home five hours North-West of his destination. The drive had been rather breezy and relaxed as both horses, like they usually did, travelled quite well in his three-horse slant load. Rhea, the smaller bay mare, hadn't always travelled quite so well and when he first got her had a bad habit of scrambling, and was a shocker when it came to both loading and unloading. This had been overcome over a number of years and with the help of a professional trainer, the mare had gotten to the point of loading and unloading on her own. Kip on the other hand had never had any real issues when it came to travelling, infact, he had been in general a fairly easy horse to work with from the moment he became a weanling and was halter broke; perhaps that was the hardest thing when it came to the black gelding, he had been a real bugger about putting that baby blue rope halter on.

Danny snapped out of the slideshow of memories as his GPS chimed in with directions "Turn left in three hundred feet." he mimicked, cringing at the use of the foreign measurement. It honestly confused him how America hadn't converted to metric system like the rest of the world, but had infact chosen to continue with the functions of that of the imperial. Deciding that it wasn't really something that should annoy him, the young man flipped on his indicator and turned down the driveway. This place seemed nice from the moment he rolled through its gates, everything appeared to be well kept and there were several paddocks dotted with horses and ponies; oh how he hoped that he would be roomed with someone half decent, what he couldn't deal with was living with a messy person. Someone who hates his guts? Fine, just as long as they know how to clean up. Upon parking his silver Isuzu D-Max, the young man double checked that the vehicle had been secured with the handbreak before stepping out of the drivers seat and making his way out to the float. Being the sort of work in silence, Danny lowered the ramp and mumbled something under his breath as if to let the mare, who had been loaded in the second bay, know he was approaching. In a matter of minutes the bay Hanoverian had been unloaded and settled into her stall with her half-empty hay bag hung in the corner before he made his way back out to the Warmblood gelding who at this point had become rather impatient. "Keep your pants on, Kip." he groaned as heavy footsteps echoed through the float before he had the chance to open the divider. "Stand up, Kip." his voice deepened as he growled at the impatiently pawing gelding, snatching the at leadrope and snapping the gelding's head around in an attempt to grasp his attention, to little avail. Now ignoring him completely, Daniel started pulling the horse towards the ramp and once the idea of exciting the metal box was reinforced, Kip seemed to calm and understand what was happening.

It was a short walk from where he had parked to the barn where the gelding was being kept, this would be a new experience considering that Kip was still rather clingy to his dam, despite being a five year old. It was rather annoying, even at home, when the black gelding refused to cull his consistence of calling to the bay mare, who at this point, frankly wasn't interested in entertaining her youngest child. Kip walked considerably calm, with little to no fuss and seemed to be more infatuated by the new atmosphere that he had ever been with the idea of staying close to his mother. Upon opening the stall door, Daniel led the young horse in, shut the door behind them and knelt down to take off the travel boots that had remained on the gelding for the past five and a half hours.

[Starwalker123]

Dakota James Reed
Male- Heterosexual-15 1/2 years old- Eventing
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Lucy Rose Reed
Female-Lesbian- 19 years old- Hunter Jumper

Lucy drove and Dakota rode shotgun, this would be the first time they had attended a summer program together and her second at Crestwood, where she had boarded her horses after she moved out of her mom and dad's after her first year at Crestwood . She had driven up the night before to collect him and his horses. Her stuff was sitting in the back seat next to her bother's so she could move into the bunk house for summer. Lucy was eager to see what the new owner's had planned and even more eager to have her brother at Crestwood . They would reunite the duo of high energy OTB's there parents had brought them, a year earlier out of the same barn Lucy's having been her graduation gift. Risk and Monkey practically twins expect for there face markings and personalities.

Dakota's hand's tapped on the front dashboard, he was thrilled to be reunited with his sister and her horses. He had always been eager to ride with her or hang out in the barn, they had hacked together and jumped together. He had actually got his start on a handed down horse from her. He had come to eventer's when he wanted a change of pace.

Lucy pulled the five horse slate into the drive and parked it so her brother and her could unload there stuff then they would park it off in the parking lot and unhook.

Dakota turned to his sister and smiled, "I'll grab the horses if you want to start on unloading stuff."

"That sounds like a plan." Lucy jumped out of the truck and started to work to unload stuff.

Dakota jumped out of the truck, he took a look around it wasn't the first time he had been to the farm but he saw it in a new light this time. He grabbed the lead ropes out of the tack room on the trailer. Lucy had left her boy's in there stalls he night before and she was sure they would be eager to get out. Dakota opened the trailer, the first stall was empty but in the second stood Sanity. He clipped her lead on and backed her down tying her to the trailer so he could fetch Risk. he had been happy to learn the bay gelding would be stabled nearby Lucy's trio of geldings. Sanity would in a different barn but he would bring her along to help steady the bay gelding, He lead both horses into the barn and he smiled when he spotted his sisters geldings. He bite his lip he hadn't thought this through, he stood in the aisle thinking about how he was going to go about stabling his horses.

[caf.]

Ｔｙｌｅｒ Ｓａｎｃｈｅｚ
19/male/unknown/eventer
horses - Hootch & Misty
location - barn complex
tags - Dakota

Tyler deftly untied his instructor's sleepy mare from her premier napping position next to the
trailer, gently clucking his tongue to urge her to walk at his pace as he led her to the barn.
She barely acknowledged the novelty of her surroundings as she stepped heavily into her
stall and meandered to the pre-loaded hay bag the nineteen-year-old had pulled from the
trailer for her. Figuring Wynne would be fine so long as Cici had hay and water, Ty latched
her stall and made his way back to Barn 1, giving Misty a soft rub on the nose as he passed.

As he passed the airy opening in the complex leading to the trailer parking, the young eventer momentarily contemplating moving his belongings into the bunkhouse, but decided to first get a look at some of the new arrivals now making their way into the barns. On his way, however, he noted a look of mild confusion on the face of a much younger rider just now making his way into the barn. Ty strode confidently in his direction, happy to have already found a niche in the chaos of all the newcomers. He may not have known his way around the Estate terribly well just yet, but he practically lived on the mantra, "fake it 'til you make it."
"Hey there," Ty spoke casually, "you need help with anything? I can take one of those horses if they're going to different barns." Silently, he hoped the gesture would go over well; he'd been warned by several friends of the historical attitude issue at Crestwood. Then again, that all happened before it had sold; maybe, he thought, things had already turned around a bit?
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Ｂｒｙｎｎ　Ｃｏｎｎｏｌｌｙ
17/female/bisexual/hunter-jumper
horse - Tide
location - barn 1
tags - open

Having arranged her belongings in a suitable manner, Brynn donned her sunglasses once
more and descended gracefully back down into the barn area to check on Tide. She
observed the happenings in the barn slyly as she passed down the aisle of stalls; the paint
gelding in the first stall alternating between chewing mouthfuls of hay and pinning his
ears at the black stallion next door; the young man kneeling next to a young, alert horse;
the rider leading a large white stallion down the aisle; the four geldings milling quietly in

the last set of stalls, three of which she'd seen many times before. She reached Tide and extended her arms upward with a cheeky smile to touch his face. Tide paid her little mind, more focused on snorting at each and every new horse that entered the barn. He abruptly drew his head back to pace a circle in his stall, pausing to tip his nose over the stall wall and stare at a paddock of ponies in the distance. Silently brushing off her hurt pride, Brynn set about reorganizing the tackbox she hadn't touched in quite some time. She grimaced as she imagined riding Tide for the first time in several weeks; Brynn didn't like to ride without a trainer, especially if her horse hadn't been schooled by a professional, and her heartbeat plucked faster when she realized that this first ride would be in a lesson, in front of all of these strangers, unless she did something about it. She resolved to lunge Tide and take him on a hack as soon as she could manage.

[Starwalker123]

Dakota James Reed
Male- Heterosexual-15 1/2 years old- Eventing- Tags: Tyler

" That would be great, she is going over to the other barn.." Dakota gestured to the gray mare. "I wasn't thinking when I told my sister to get our stuff. I figured since boy's live here full time she didn't need to help me with Sanity here and Risk. If you hold her for me I can walk her over to the other barn," Dakota gestured to the three gelding , "I'm Dakota, I'm an eventer.. " Risk picked that second to nicker and Monkey answered. "That's my sister's Hunter Monkey, they came form the same racing barn." Dakota reached waited for the boy to take the lead .Dakota knew he was one of the youngest.

Lucy Rose Reed
Female-Lesbian- 19 years old- Hunter Jumper- Tags:Open

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[Boomerandhades]

Kathleen Thornton

➼ 17
➼ female
➼ Daddys Paycheck & Eye Candy
➼ Outside the Barn -> dorm
➼ @ OPEN
➼ |Jumpers|

Kathleen mostly known as Kat stood outside of the main entrance of the barn with her bags. she was wearing a navy blue polo, her tan britches, and her newly polished tall boots. While on the car ride where she was submitting the first show entry of the year, she couldn't wait. Her horses had come the 300 miles yesterday to get settled in. along with each of their tack and competition equipment. She looked around to see a large amount of land. She saw it would be paradise. Dollar and Candy would be ready to start the competing season, especially Dollar. Kat carried her three suitcases and backpack to her bunkhouse, but didn't stay long. She threw everything down on the non covered bed and ran back to where she started, the stables. She just wanted to go see her babies and make sure they were ok. Kat whipped open the door to the first barn and whistled the way she always did to get Dollar and kings attention. she heard a whinny from one stall and a snort from the other. Dollar was more mentally sound then king, who was a hoot to watch. she looked over at the bulletin board she had looked at the schedule and liked it, there was a lot of work to be done before she started competing again. Kat decided she would go see Dollar first since he was alone since he wasn't the friendliest around other male horses. She decided after she said hello, she was going to ride. "Hello my beautiful boy" she said as she came closer to Dollar, he snickered, "I've missed you." "Are you ready to work today?" Dollar danced lightly in his stall. "Okay big man, ill be back soon and we'll get ready." Kat walked to the other side of the barn to see king, he was surprisingly clean, only because his stable sheet was on. She gave king a treat and some love and then walked to find the tack room.