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[Pandora!]

Nimbus pricked his ears toward the sound of Rocky's hoof beats, playfully flicking his tail. "Whoa!" Kat called, pulling in the lunge line. The stallion stopped and rubbed his head on Kat's shoulder. "Good boy." She murmured, taking off the lunge line, tightening the girth a hole, and running down the stirrups. Nimbus stood patiently as Kat mounted, swishing his tail a few times. "Ready when you are!" She called to Riley, squeezing the chestnut horse into a steady walk.

Nimbus swished his tail in contentment, and Kat quickly fixed his exercise sheet before squeezing him into a lively trot. Kat focused on posting low to the saddle, holding on with her knees and only going up a few inches. Nimbus sped up, happy with the work. His breath puffed out as little clouds of vapor. Kat sat up straighter, and pulled on the reins for a few steps before releasing her tension. Nimbus slowed down, and collected himself again.

[Moriarty is King]

Brooke got out of bed and brushed her hair. She was late out to the stables and she wanted to get to Montoya to ride her quickly. She got dressed in a hurry and nearly tripped as she went out of the door. She made her way to the Tack room and grabbed ehr horses things. She carrie dhtem singled handedly all teh way to her horses stables. "Hey girl!" She siad noticing Montya's food and water was empty. 2leme get you some food!" She said dressing her horse and then coming out the stable and locking the bolt. She hurried over to the feeding room and grabbed her horses food and water. Then she hurried but didn't run back over Montoya's stable and filled up her foowd and water.

[Charisma.]

[center]A smile spread across Riley's face as she nudged Rocky into a walk towards Nimbus and Kat. The mare tossed her head gently, her ears pricked forward, and Riley squeezed her into a brisk trot. They trotted beside the stallion, Nimbus and Kat, and Riley smiled as she glanced to the side. She went around the ring once, at a trot and then slowed to a walk before reaching Kat. "Yeah I'm ready."

With that Riley nudged Rocky into a walk once again, and then to a trot, right beside Kat and Nimbus as they made their way to the cross country course. Of course they weren't going to jump because of weather conditions, but it was always fun to ride in the snow.When Rocky pulled her head forward and tried going a bit faster, Riley tightened her grip on the reins and puled back lightly, then loosened again. Rocky soon slowed and trotted nicely once more beside the two.

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[Moriarty is King]

Brooke smiled as she watched her horse eat and rink then when Montoya was finished Brooke led her out of the stable. She locked up the stable and smiled at Montoya. "come girl!" she smiled jumping up on to Montoya's back and she rode out of the stables.

[Pandora!]

Kat smiled as the bitter cold nipped at her nose, and the morning sun made each particle of snow a prism. The immovable jumps jutted out of the untouched snow, looking like tiny mountains in the large expanse of the cross country field. Nimbus picked up his feet higher, putting more effort into his trot into the deeper snow. Kat steered him over the the very edges of the field, where the snow was lower and more loosely packed.

Kat pushed Nimbus forward into a steady canter. The stallion flicked his tail, and stretched his legs. Kat shortened her reins, and steadied herself in a half seat position as Nimbus rounded the end of the field. She squeezed nimbus on into a hand gallop on the straight edge, loving every second of it.

[Moriarty is King]

Brooke smiled as she rode. She didn't know many people here but she wanred to get to know them better.

[Piuma]

Mr. Grey had slept through the morning action, and now he woke up to a, once again, quiet stable. He ate some of his food and drank some water before heading out. It was time to hunt down some mice.

Outside the barn, he started listening, and it didn't take long until he found a trail. He followed the mouse over to the indoor hall, and just outside the entrance he jumped down into the deep snow and grabbed the mouse. It squealed as he trotted over to the barn, and let it go. He then ran after it and buried his claws into the tiny creature once more. He loves playing with his mice. He played with it for a while, but when the snow started to come down in larger quantities, he killed and ate it within minutes. Then he headed inside, hoping for some company soon.

[KiwiKoala]

It couldn't be later than about 7:00, but Christian was already rising from his cozy bed. He sat on the edge, attempting to wrap his much-too-tightly-tucked-in blankets around himself to ward off the cold. Not even his red and black plaid, fleece sweat pants and white, long-sleeve, polar fleece night shirt did any good. Giving up after a few moments, he smacked his lips and fully rose from the covers.

The young man stumbled blindly through the dark to flick on his bedside lamp, and blinked his eyes sleepily upon doing so. Christian only took a moment to cross to his dresser and pull out at random yellow T-shirt and a pair of well-worn jeans, then put them on. With a yawn, he took his scruffy sketch pad in hand and started out his bedroom door towards the living room.

Upon arriving, Christian looked around. No sign of his female house-mates. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief. They were always busy, always wanting to go somewhere and do something. He didn't understand exactly why, but he wasn't intent on finding out. He settled into one of the two plush, comfy couches and opened his sketch pad at last. He groaned. Stupidly, he had forgotten his pencils. Christian frustratedly ran a hand through his messy brown bed-head and leaned back. The pencils would have to wait.

[Moriarty is King]

Brooke rode Montoya back to the stables and took off all of her equipment. "Hey girl, it's cold here!" she said taking out Montoya's balnket and putting it on Montoya. Then she closed the stable door and sighed, she stood there for a while but then she realised she hadn't eaten yet. She smiled and ran off in the direction of the Living room.

[KiwiKoala]

It had been but a moment, a sweet moment, before Christian heard someone beyond the living room entrance. He sighed, it seemed his quiet morning would face a slight disruption. He sat up a little straighter, and began flipping through his sketch pad. m He might as well wait to see if whoever was coming actually was there to talk to him.