; t r u s t.

[Noxly]

{Okay, I think we can start now. Just post when your ready. Oh, and shall we say that the party has already started and the characters are there, just to avoid unnecessary confusion?}

[indefinite.]

yoυ вυιld ѕo тall, ιтѕ lιĸe yoυ're ғlyιng.
вυт rocĸѕ wιll ғall; тнe ѕĸy ĸeepѕ clιмвιng.

avery тнoмaѕ

мale | 18 yearѕ | ѕecond, ѕoυтнern caвιn | jιnхed pιraтe | gaввy

have you ever felt at one with someone before?
"yeah, i actually have. my horse. jinx and i... ok this may sound corney, but we have this connection. when im with him, i see things in a different perspective. for example, a river. if i'm just with my buddies or whatever, i'm like 'cool. its a river.' but when i'm riding jinx, i think, 'wow. imagine how that was created. it must lead to like a lake or something. i wonder how long it took to get so large.' you see what i mean? pirate is like my extra set of eyes. he leads the way, and he doesn what he wants to do. a natural thoroughbred. when i ride him, i constantly have to remind myself that he's in charge. that he calls the shots, and when you want to make a turn or something, its like your asking permission first, like he's doing me a favor by listening. with a horse, you have to listen, otherwise its just like they're your slave."

avery hudson thomas awoke with a feverish yawn, the blinding sunlight peering in at him through the crevaces of his blinds. shielding his ivory green eyes from it, he rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of riding jeans and a led zeppelin t-shirt. his hair was an unruley disaster, and he just shrugged it off, wetting his hand and running his fingers through its dark brown, choppy locks. within moments it was to a decent appearance enough to be seen around the stables.
avery headed from his cabin, the second southern one, and walked towards the stables. his sneakers scuffed the dirt path as he walked, occassionally playing soccer with a few sticks and stones of a decent size. when he reached the stables, he walked down the wooden corridors as the awakening horses, their snouts pushing out of their stalls to greet him. he didnt return the greeting though. instead, he kept his eyes on the fifth stall from the doorway, and when he reached the stall door, a chesnut brown snout with a white slash was thrusted into his face, demanding to be attended to. avery chuckled, resting his calloused hand on the hair beast right between his almond brown eyes. their eyes held eachother's gaze for a brief moment, the 'spell' breaking when the thoroughbred blinked.avery looked down at the wooden stall door. the silver nameplate was hidiously covered in a thick coat of dust, and using the bottom of his shirt, he wiped it clean, revealing the name: jinxed pirate.
now when he tells anyone what his horse's name is, everyone's evebrows raise. many ask, 'why the heck would you name your horse that?' his responce, "well he was a gift from my uncle, given to me when i was fourteen. even i'm embarrassed to say that at that age, i was a total geek. i was obsessed with pirates of the carribbean, and the day my uncle arrived with jinx, i was watching the pirates of the caribbean marathon on tv. and when i first say how strong willing jinx was, i instantly thought of jack sparrow, and jinxed pirate just stuck."
avery walked from the stall and to the tack room, swinging jinx's western style saddle over his shoulder, the matching bridal in hand. the young boy planned to ride his thoroughbred to the party down by the lake rather than hitch a ride. after all, you couldnt get arrested from riding a horse drunk, right?

[.without a doubt]

|| are spots still open to join? it looks like a lovely roleplay!

[Noxly]

{Yes, I'm still accepting. ^^}

; danielle anne joseph
:|17|Single|Run With The Wind|North Cabin|Picture
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
When you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest.
-Linkin Park, Leave out all the rest

Danielle Anne Joseph awoke from that same, recurring dream of Kyle falling off the bridge in her small room in the North Cabin. Sun light streamed through the crack in the curtains, and she could faintly make out the branches of a great oak tree dancing in the summer breeze just beyond the windows. She sat up and ran her hands through her wavy blond hair, suddenly aware that she had been sweating. Then it occurred to her that she needed to get to the beach. On a horse. Sh*t. She thought.

Danni slid out from under the sheets and paced sleepily towards the door. She threw open the door to the bathroom and turned on the shower, ignoring the strange looks that were shot her way from some of the passing riders. She turned it on and stood beneath the steady stream of water, relishing in the fact that her dream was slowly fading from her vision. She wrapped a towel around herself and quickly dried off, standing before the mirror and inspecting her reflection with list combing the knots out of her hair and tying it in a straggly bun.

In her room, she pulled on a pair of old jeans and a T-shirt, and pulled a creamy brown, loose sweater over that. She finished by pulling on the ragged leather riding boots that she had been given and slipping a pair of black sneakers into her saddle bag for later. Danni then made her way out the front door of the cabin and down the steps, missing the last step with a slight hop, and proceeded towards the stables. The blond haired girl strode through the door quietly, and nervously continued to the second stall down, where her 'partner', as they had called him, hung his head over the door. "Hey, uhh... Gale." She murmured, gingerly stroking the horse's face. Danni still couldn't get over the thought that she was meant to take care of him. Putting on a brave face, she plucked the heavy western saddle that she had been instructed to use from the tack room, slinging the bridle over the top of it's seet, and began to struggle precariously down the corridor, until she got back to where her horse was waiting patiently. She slung the tack over the low door and expelled a long breath of air. Surely this couldn't be so bad?

[abeille]

gαвву σℓινια αυѕтιη. ↠ Single↠ No crush↠ Occupying North Cabin one↠ Eighteen↠ Horse↠ Outfit ✩

{ The high pitched mixed, and brilliant trilling of the birds out side forced it's way into the sleeping girl's bedroom, and she found her self aggressively pushing her soft down pillow into her ears, as if she was trying to push a sleep button on something she had no control over. Two vivid blue orbs appeared from under the pale pink pillow, and a hand found it's way from under Gabby's thigh and up onto her throbbing forehead. Gingerly, the weary girl massaged her temple, willing the pain to subside. Her pleading didn't work and so Gabby swung her legs from under the reassuring comforter on her bed, and let them dangle lifelessly off the edge. With a sigh, she allowed herself to sit up, her blanket rolled off her shoulder and into an unappealing heap. Blood pumped through her limp body, and she inhaled deeply, her chest puffing out rather awkwardly. As she released the air she had just breathed in, Gabby noticed out of the corner of her groggy blue eyes, what a pitiful mess her dirty blonde locks were. Sleeping on her hair last night with out popping it into a bun, didn't justify the eighteen year old one bit. With a large yawn, the girl raised her arms into the air and stretched her limbs in relief. Gabby bit the bottom of her lip; Some how, Gabby's small feet found their way into her slippers, and she stood up, soon finding that she was being carried away into the bathroom. She searched for no more than two seconds, quickly locating a brown hair elastic on her wrist, she pulled it off, then quickly twisted it into her hair. The golden blonde strands of hair were now concealed in a loose bun on top of the girl's head. She let out a small sigh, maybe out of reassurance, and a smile slid across her 'I just woke up' appearing face.
From the doorway of the bathroom, Gabby peered into her messy, clothing adorned room. She had gone crazy last night, trying oh so hard to find the perfect clothes to wear to the horse academy's opening bonfire ceremony. At around three thirty in the morning, she gave up, and went on a sleep deprived rampage, only to wake up now, unchanged by last nights 'fit'. The girl walked to her dresser and pulled the outfit she had put together last night from the wooden draw. She quickly stood back up, and then walked into the bathroom where she shut the door behind her and jumped into a scalding hot shower.

After walking across the hall, and getting over the fact that her time in the warm, beckoning shower was short, Gabby pulled on her corduroy riding pants, a coincidence, and slipped into her english style, carmel colored riding boots. She then grabbed her enormous amount of wet sloppy hair, and brushed it, before pulling it into another elastic on top of her head. The girl smirked at her stunning reflection and then turned around heading in an oh so familiar direction; one that lead her to Corduroy's stable. Outside of the cabin, recognizable aroma's found their way across Gabby's nose and she inhaled happily, a sensation, a good one, came over her when ever she was staying at Oak River stables, and she happily greeted the scent by closing her eyes briefly, relaxing and then moving on to fetch her horse. This year, she wasn't so sure about the convicts; or as the stable's employees called them, the boarders. Gabby wasn't one to discriminate, oh no, she was just worried, walking side by side with those who have done wrong. Especially after she had been 'jumped' to years before. Sly as a fox, the girl hoisted herself over the white picket fence of the pasture, and went to retrieve her most prized possession. Corduroy was a lucky gelding, when the weather was nice, not to hot or cold, Gabby had him placed in the pasture, and when it was hot enough that Gabby curdled in the heat, the horse found himself tightly enclosed in an air conditioned stable. The large, black and white paint bounded over to greet the anxious Gabby with an extended silky soft nose. Small and fragile, Gabby's hand found the horse's nose, and she stroked him, her soft blue eyes laid upon his messy mane. "Now honestly Roy, who let your mane become such a mottled mess?" She asked the giant horse in a teasing tone. Deep inside, the girl knew perfectly well it was her fault Corduroy Cardigan had become wreck. She had forgotten to groom him the day before, as she had been far to worried over dinner to tend to the horse's needs. Regret filled her stomach, she knew at the time, it had seemed like a good idea to forget the horse's grooming, but now, she looked at her current position and told herself what an awful mistake she had made. Grabbing the gelding's halter, the girl pulled him off in the direction of the tack room, where she wanted to get his saddle so she could have him accompany her to the bonfire.

[EndlessFallingSnow]

{ name } Elizabeth Abigail Williams
{ nickname } Lizzy, Liz, Eli
{ gender } Female
{ age } 17
{ birthday } June 15
{ orientation } Straight
{ horse } (Can I ride one I RP or someone elses?)
{ cabin } North Cabin 2

----------------------I can stare too ------------------Thunder ----------------The beach ------------------Pretty?------------------Butterflies

-------------------------{ On The Surface }-------------------------

; e y e c o l o u r
Blue

; h a i r c o l o u r
Brown

; c l o a t h i n g s t y l e
She normally wears long jeans, converse, and loose fitting t-shirts with tanktops underneath

; h e i g h t
5'6; 167.64 cm

; w e i g h t
115 pounds, 52.1 kilograms

; a p p e r a n c e
(This is a full description of the character) Elizabeth is a tallish slender girl. She has dark brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She has a tattoo of a small cross on the inside of her right wrist, and her ears pierced. She normally doesn't wear ear-rings but she will some times.

-------------------------{ Digging Deeper }-------------------------

; p e r s o n a l i t y
Elizabeth can be fiery, stubborn and hard-headed. She’s not one to hold grudges though unless the person has done something to her family or friends and even then it must be major. Very few people know how to calm her down when she’s upset (sad upset, not mad.) Mentally her state is debatable. She tends to over-think things and sometimes gets over-run with her emotions but has mastered hiding them. She has a lot of fight and will power in her and will not back down no matter what it's about. She tends to be more of an isolated person, but is good at making friends and a fair team worker. Another result of Elizabeth's past is her destroyed memory. Things that trigger painful memories tend to be forgotten, her mind simply omits them. Elisabeth’s memory is filled with a variety of blacked out memories, and this is why she carries around her mask since it records everything she sees. She doesn’t enjoy having a blanked out memory, and wants all her memories, regardless of whether they are terrible or not. Sometimes she can get quick flash-backs which causes her to get dizzy all of a sudden no matter what she's doing. The doctor's told her that since her mind did that automatically the accident didn't help at all. Unless she's really riled up about something she doesn't tend to argue, she simply takes the criticism and ignores it. Unless she deems it important, whatever she's told is mainly forgotten.


; h i s t o r y
(At least 4 lines) Elizabeth had a fairly normal life as far as she was concerned. One loving parent, and one older brother. Up until the accident most of her memories were good, but while she was in a month-long coma enduced by medication until her body healed as it would be almost to painful for any human to bare she started having one long never-seeming-to-end nightmare which took all of her good memories and turned them into horror. She lost all faith and trust but ever so slowly started to gain it back, and pushed all those memories to the back of her mind where she eventually forgot all about them but every know and then she'll get flash-backs that make her very dizzy. [size]


; l i k e s
[size=85]Swimming
Running
Horse-back riding (only ridden once)
Ballet
Dancing
Singing

; d i s l i k e s
Spaghetti
Being rejected
Spiders
Being scared
Nightmares

; p h o b i a s
Being rejected

; d i s e a s e s
Any diseases or disorders your character has.

-------------------------{ In the heart }-------------------------
(All optional)

; c r u s h
Impress her

; b o y f r e i n d / g i r l f r e i n d
None

; t y p e
Not sure what to put here...

-------------------------{ Anything else? }-------------------------
Nope

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{ show name } Absolute Bullet Proof
{ barn name } Thunder
{ gender } Stallion
{ age } 5
{ height } 16
{ rider } Would like someone else to play the rider.
{ stable } For example: South stable 1, stall 4.

----------------------Thunder ----------------[url=link to something to do with your horse here (Optional)]Word here[/url] ------------------Rose------------------

-------------------------{ On The Surface }-------------------------

[color=#colour here]; m a n e & t a i l[/color]
Black[color=#0000FF[/color]

; c o a t
Black

; t a c k
Saddle : http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?. ... d=25692729
Saddle Blanket : http://www.forthehorseofcourse.com/blan ... 0Pad-l.jpg
Bridle : http://www.pelham-saddlery.com/Merchant ... dagmar.jpg
Show Bridle : http://www.lesaboteur.com/~western/phot ... ait_01.jpg
Halter : http://www.uniquelyequine.com/image_man ... mbnail.jpg
Blanket : http://www.q3de.equestrian.org.au/site/ ... /33631.jpg

; a p p e r a n c e
Thunder is a fairly tall horse. He has a long black mane and tail. He has a white star on his forhead which most of his previous owners tried to cover up so that you can now barely see it.

-------------------------{ Digging Deeper }-------------------------

; t e m p r a m e n t
Thunder is a fairly calm horse.. What they are like to ride, how they act with other horses, etc.


[color=#colour here]; h i s t o r y[/color]
(At least 4 lines) He was abused as a colt of the age of two, and broken roughly. He has a long coat that hides most of his scars and has been passed from rider to rider. Although he is a sweet and patient horse he has given up on learning to love his owners.

[color=#colour here]; l i k e s[/color]
Carrots, apples

[color=#colour here]; d i s l i k e s[/color]
Loud people, flashing lights, camera clicks

[color=#colour here]; f e a r s[/color]
Lightning, loud sudden noises, flash of camera's

[color=#colour here]; s t r e n g t h s[/color]
Cross-country, and a little bit of jumping but only small jumps

-------------------------{ [color=#colour here]Anything else?[/color] }-------------------------
Anything else I should know?

[delete please.]

ℳood: "Excited."
†alking to: "No one."
ℙlace: "A La Mansion."
☾rush: "Haven't seen anyone yet."
$tatus: "Single Lady."

No. Not yet. Please do not tell me that the sun is already up. No, please just one more hour. Yup. We all know that isn't happening. Oh well, maybe it is time to get up. Ha. Maybe. It is. Back at the farm, young Jenny over here would always get up at 4am. She would get dressed in some sweats and a hoodie, go outside and let out the horses and the cattle since they slept in the barn. Then she would take a shower, get ready for school. The usual. Although, not only was this summer, but she didn't have to go to school anymore. She graduated, luckily. But, back to waking up.

She peeled her eyes open as the cock crowed and the sunlight shown upon her face quite radiantly. She was breathing quite shallowly, but, she was just getting up, and she was tired. She looked around her cabin while staying still. She was still in the position that she slept in. She then outstretched her arms above her head and her legs downward while shutting her eyes. She groaned as a few things popped in her body, but the feeling of stretching itself, was just exhilarating for her. She sat up rather slowly trying to keep herself from falling back to sleep again. She swung her legs out from under her and onto the wooden floor. She sat there for a while, letting her wake up and making sure she wouldn't get a head rush by getting up too fast. She stood up and walked to the bathroom with a yawn and while she was rubbing her eyes. Turning on the light, she went straight to the shower and turned that on as well. Slipping her pajamas off, she coaxed her chilled body into the warm shower. The pellets hit her back and made her just want to stay in there. Although, she couldn't do that. Other people had to use the hot water as well. She ran her fingers through her wet hair, then applied shampoo in it, scrubbing her scalp. Her long blonde hair turned a dark brown color with only highlights of a light blonde. After shampooing twice, she put in the conditioner and washed her body. Rinsing herself off, she slipped out of the shower and dried off. Looking into the foggy mirror, she decided to just let her hair dry naturally. Let it dry its wavy self. Getting dressed in a pair of dark blue denim flared jeans and a navy blue floral patterned shirt, she put her black boots on applied mascara and eye liner.

Walking out of the cabin, she sighed breathing in the nice farm air. Some people say that it stinks or it's gross, although to Jenny, it's home. She walked to the stables, which wasn't that far from the stables. She walked along, kicking the pine cone that happened to be at her feet at that moment. She looked up and nearly missed getting smacked in the face by a tree branch that was hanging low. After this incident, she was sure that she looked like and idiot and just continued walking with her head up so she could watch out for any 'tree dangers'.

The barn was large. Larger than the one that she had at home. However, she didn't hold many people at her house nor was it a boarding facility. She walked into the barn walking to the place where she left Desea. Her heart's Desire. She named the mare that when she was born just four years ago. Wow. Time flies. As soon as the mare could see the golden hair, she whinnied with delight. Her mamma was here. Jenny smiled and ran to her mare in a playful manner causing the mare to rear with delight in her rather large stall. Jenny, ever so proudly, unlocked the stall door and let the gray colored mare come out of her stall. As Jenny was preparing the tack for this horse, the mare continually nudged her in the back and snorted in her hair. After a while of this, Jenny finally turned around and wrapped her thin arms around the mare's muscular neck. The mare then snorted playfully and pressed her gigantic head against the girl's back. About a minute later, Jenny pulled away and stroked the calm mare's nose whispering to her about what a good girl she was.

After putting on the mare's equipment, she swung herself on the mighty Andalusian mare. With a light kick, the mare started off at a walk to the trails. She might as well hit the trails first. She had to blow off some of Desea's energy before she could even think about taking her to the BBQ now. She sighed and rode off into the direction of a nice lakeside trail, that way, it would be easy to get back to the lake and she wouldn't miss anything important.

[sawyer beans.]

{ name } "Hello. My name is Amber Lyn Woods but please call me Amber."
{ nickname } "My nickname has been boo ever since i was little but feel free to call me by my real name."
{ gender } "Seriously, cant you already tell im male? JK im 100% female!"
{ age } "I am 16 years old."
{ birthday } "My birthday is January 12th."
{ orientation } "Im straight no matter what you've heard."
{ horse } "My love, Dare!"
{ cabin } "South Cabin 2, Cabin 2."

----------------------Gorgeous curly hair ------------------Awwww, my Dare ----------------I love to sing my stress away ------------------Yes, this is my natural eye color------------------Straight hair

-------------------------{ On The Surface }-------------------------

; e y e c o l o u r
"My eyes are blue."

; h a i r c o l o u r
"Plain old boring brown."

; c l o a t h i n g s t y l e
"It really depends on my day. The days i feel like dressing up im usually wearing short shorts, a tank top, and flip flops. The days im lazy and dont feel like dressing up, im usually wearing a baggy shirt, sweat pants, a hoodie, and running shoes."

; h e i g h t
"5 foot and 5 cm."

; w e i g h t
"I weigh 120lbs."

; a p p e r a n c e
"Hmmm well i have long natural curly brown hair. I sometimes straighten it when i want too. I am rather skinny but have muscles. Im very tan so i dont need to go tanning like most girls do, which i like. Umm i have blue eyes that are very unique. My smile is drop dead gorgeous because i've always cared about brushing my teeth and caring for them. Hmmm what else. I have my belly button pierced and my ears. I have a tattoo also."

-------------------------{ Digging Deeper }-------------------------

; p e r s o n a l i t y
"Hmmmm how to describe my personality. Well before the accident i was wild and crazy. Use to party like crazy. I use to be the center of attention at school. I was still a trustful and honest girl though. I was never ever mean to people. Now im a very quiet and shy girl but i manage to get myself into a lot of trouble. At school im considered the biggest trouble maker ever. Im very smart so that helps when im causing trouble. People can still trust me and stuff but i tend to stay away from everyone. Im so not looking forward to this stupid ranch thing."


; h i s t o r y
"Well everything was perfect until my parents began to fight about my brother and I. They did it at night thinking we were fast asleep but we heard everything. My parents took us for a walk the one day to let us know what was gonna happen but we already knew. It was late at night the perfect time to look up at the stars when it happened. We walked down a street towards the nearby park when 4 guys came out with guns. 2 of them shot my parents right infront of my brother and I. They took us into an alley and began to rape me while they made my brother watch. After that we were left there unconcious. When we woke we ran home and called the police. Ever since then i've been depressed and getting myself into huge trouble."

; l i k e s
"Skate boarding, singing, dancing, causing trouble, bacon, french toast, playing guitar and piano, hanging out with Joey, etc."

; d i s l i k e s
"Rude or snotty people, Sl*ts, wh*res, jerks, shrimp, books, being told what to do, remembering my past, etc."

; p h o b i a s
"Spiders and walking down streets or alleys alone."

; d i s e a s e s
"Nope."

-------------------------{ In the heart }-------------------------


; c r u s h
"I havent met anyone yet..."

; b o y f r e i n d / g i r l f r e i n d
"Like i said i havent met anyone yet..."

; t y p e
"I would like a guy who wont try to change who i am. Someone who likes me for me. A guy who will always be their for me and always is honest to me."

-------------------------{ Anything else? }-------------------------
"Nope. See yaz!"

[left]

{ show name } "Dont you dare forget me!"
{ barn name }"My name is Dare."
{ gender } "I'm a gelding."
{ age } "I'm only 5 years old."
{ height } "I am 17.2hh."
{ rider }"My rider is Amber! Thank god she is quiet like me."
{ stable } "South Stable, Stall 3."

----------------------When i was a little fello ----------------I love to barrel race ------------------Thats my brother------------------

-------------------------{ On The Surface }-------------------------

; m a n e & t a i l
"Its black/blue and white."

; c o a t
"Im a blue roan paint."

; t a c k
"Well im a western and english horse. My western tack looks like this. My english dressage tack looks like this. Finally my jumping english tack looks like this."

; a p p e r a n c e
"Well as you can probably tell i am a blue roan paint. Im a gelding. I'm 17.2hh which is pretty big for a quarter horse. Im very muscular and strong. My eyes are blueish/brownish. My mane is fairly long and covers my eyes at times. My tail is actually pretty long and smooth because Amber brushes it a lot. My color is very unique and so fair i havent seen anyone like me. My mane and tail have black and white in it with a hint of grey/blue."

-------------------------{ Digging Deeper }-------------------------

; t e m p r a m e n t
"Well how to desribe my temprament. I can be headstrong and energetic at times or i can be quiet and lazy. I usually go pretty wild when im outside in my pasture. I'm a very difficult horse to ride if you are not Amber. I will buck and bolt until you fall off but with Amber i'm usually pretty quiet. With other horses im alright. Im a little bit of a show off at times but i dont freak or anything."


; h i s t o r y
"Well i've been with Amber ever since the accident. Her brother rescued me from the slaughter house. Amber and I have had a rough life so far but its slowly getting better."

; l i k e s
"Running, swimming, jumping, dressage, being outside, rolling, etc."

; d i s l i k e s
"Being inside, being bored, having to listen alot, etc."

; f e a r s
"Yes, i am terrified of huge noises, sharp and large objects also."

; s t r e n g t h s
"I'm great at barrel racing and jumping but i have problems with dressage because it gets boring and i tend not to listen."

-------------------------{ Anything else? }-------------------------
"See ya!"

[west ,]

huge work in progress :]

{ name } Sϵᴀɴ Kϵɴᴅᴙɩcᴋ
{ nickname } You can't really do much with Sean, so he's fine with that.
{ gender } He's pretty sure he's male.
{ age } Sean is currently eighteen years old.
{ birthday } He was born on the seventeenth of June, in Arizona, but moved to England at the age of two.
{ orientation } Very straight. He's not attracted to guys at all.
{ horse } This is Sean's own horse, Korr. * pronounced Core *
{ cabin } South Cabin Two, cabin five.
{ discipline } Sean specialises in English three day eventing. He has done Western and also does horse racing, but Eventing is his speciality.

----------------------; b y | m y s e l f ------------------; k o r r ----------------; i | l o v e | t h e | s e a ------------------; m y | g u i t a r------------------; s t a r i n g | a t | t h e | g r o u n d

-------------------------{ On The Surface }-------------------------

; eye colour
Sean has very deep brown eyes, but if you look close enough, you can see some hazel in them.

; hair colour
He has jet black hair that sticks up naturally, he never uses gell.

; clothing style
Sean's favourite type of clothing is casual, comfortable things. He loves hoodies, jeans and polo shirts mostly. Sean Kendrick owns only two pairs of jodhpurs, one black pair for training and a cream-coloured pair for showing, He wears these whenever he looks after Korr, which is basically almost every day. Sean doesn't like to dress up at all, but may put on something nicer for certain special occasions, but overall, he isn't really that bothered about the 'fashionable' clothes. He is fine with what he's got.

; height
Sean is exactly six foot high { 6'0'' }

; weight
Sean is one-hundred and fifty-seven pounds { 157 lbs }

; appearance
Sean Kendrick is relitively tall for his age, standing at six foot, and his lean, muscular build makes him look bigger than he really is, but Sean is actually quite skinny. He has naturally spikey, jet black hair. Sean never uses gell in his hair, unless it's for a special occasion and he wants to look a little nicer.
He has sharp, dark features and can be quite intimidating when you first meet him, but once you get to know him he'll open up a bit. Sean has dark brown eyes that, if you look closely, you can see some hazel in his eyes. He has straight white teeth, he used to wear braces but got them taken off a few years ago. Sean has long legs and his feet are a size eight.

-------------------------{ Digging Deeper }-------------------------

; personality
Quiet | Sean hardly says a word. He can use one word whilst everyone uses five, but once he gets to know someone he'll open up much more and Sean he is always very sure about what he says. He isn't really shy, but around new people he isn't very confident. Sean will try almost anything, and he is very brave but knows where to draw the line between bravery and stupidity.

Athletic | Sean is very athletic and sporty. He will try almost any sport, and will not give up easily. He'll give it a good try before quitting, but if he quits Sean gets annoyed with himself and will probably end up trying again. Sean goes for runs in the morning most days, and every now and then he goes to the gym to work out whenever he isn't looking after Korr. He has done horse riding all his life, and he was lucky because his parents love horses. Sean got his first horse when he was seven years old, but bought Korr with his own money when he was fourteen.

Short-Tempered | Sean has quite a short temper. He is usually gentle and sweet, but if someone annoys him too much Sean could snap at them. Whenever he gets angry or snaps at someone, Sean will probably just go off by himself for some time alone. He can get quite moody sometimes, but most of the time Sean is relitively nice. He can seem a bit cold and blocked off from everyone else a lot, but he is really a sweet guy.


; history
Sean has been riding all his life. He started at the age of two, when he went on a pony ride in Arizona, but soon after he moved to England with his family where he took up riding seriously when he was four.
He got his first pony for his seventh birthday, a small dun pony named Harry, but Harry was sold to his little cousin when Sean was thirteen. Sean bought Korr with his own money when he was fourteen, and Sean started competing on him. He also exercised and raced young thoroughbreds for a man who bred the horses, and he won loads of under seventeen races and competitions on these horses. He now trains at Oak River Stables, where he thought that he could improve more.


; likes
• Horses and Horse Riding.
• Coca Cola.
• Competing.
• Playing the Guitar.
• Rain. Not heavy rain, just light rain.
• Sports. Especially running and swimming.
• Barbecues.
• Spring. Not too hot, not too cold.
• Music. He has over three thousand songs on his iPod.
• Rescue Animals. He has a dog from an animal shelter.

; dislikes
• Annoying people and people who think they're better than everyone else.
• School. In high school he ditched class every now and then.
• TV. It's mostly boring, pointless stuff.
• Freezing cold weather.
• Spicy food.
• Homework. Wastes time.
• Idiots. Use common sense .__.
• Being Bored.
• Baked beans. Sean has never really liked them.
• Shopping. Unless it's for Korr.

; phobias
Sean hasn't got any phobias, but is mildly scared of spiders.

; diseases
None that he knows of.

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; crush
Sean hasn't met anyone yet...

; boyfriend / girlfriend
None at the moment, but right now he isn't looking.

; type
He is usually attracted to shy girls that stand out from the crowd, and he finds it extremely cute when a girl gets all nervous and awkward around him. Sean doesn't like girls who think they are better than everyone else or have the personality of a teaspoon.

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Nope. Nothing.

[color=#colour here]{ show name }[/color] wip
[color=#colour here]{ barn name }[/color] Korr
[color=#colour here]{ gender }[/color] Korr is a Gelding { neutered male horse }
[color=#colour here]{ age }[/color] He is seven years old.
[color=#colour here]{ height }[/color] Korr is sixteen-two hands high { 16.2 hh }
[color=#colour here]{ rider }[/color] He belongs to Sean, and Sean also rides him.
[color=#colour here]{ stable }[/color] South stables, stable seven.

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[color=#colour here]; m a n e & t a i l[/color]
Both his mane and tail are jet black.

[color=#colour here]; c o a t[/color]
He is ebony-coloured with a white star and his back left and right fetlocks are white, too.

[color=#colour here]; t a c k[/color]
Jumping Saddle | Saddle Pad | Bridle | All-round Saddle | Boots | Running Martingale | Ear Net

[color=#colour here]; a p p e r a n c e[/color]
(This is a full description of the character) Description here, at least 3-4 lines if you will.

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[color=#colour here]; t e m p r a m e n t[/color]
Description of the horse's temperament here. What they are like to ride, how they act with other horses, etc.


[color=#colour here]; h i s t o r y[/color]
(At least 4 lines) If the horse has always been from Oak River Stables or has always belonged to his/her rider, then this is not needed.

[color=#colour here]; l i k e s[/color]
Likes here, feel free to bullet point

[color=#colour here]; d i s l i k e s[/color]
Dislikes here. Once again, feel free to bullet point.

[color=#colour here]; f e a r s[/color]
Is the horse scared of anything?

[color=#colour here]; s t r e n g t h s[/color]
What is the horse good at? (Jumping, barrel racing, dressage, etc. Please do not go over the top. No horse or person is perfect)

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None. Nothing

[.without a doubt]

May I reserve a male boarder and two horses? Thank you!