let's waste time, (open)

[anthony lawrence hughes]

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So this is it then the barn at White Oak, Anthony thought as he walked through the large doors for maybe the fourth time ever. He had been in it before, yes when he was unloading his two horses and to make sure they were settling fine but he never had the chance to get a good long look at it. The floors were clean, and the stalls had somewhat of a shiny new look to them. Anthony took a deep breath in before continuing down the aisle. The lonely sound of his Ariat Heritage Field boots could be heard in the nearly quiet barn.

A content smile appeared on his face after he approached the stall of his horse, Andy. The gelding was nibbling on his hay net before Anthony entered the stall; but his attention was soon turned towards Anthony who came bearing grooming utensils, and much anticipated treats. He held out a flat hand with an apple on it, offering it to Andy who didn’t hesitate to accept. After eating the apple, the horse had begun licking the hands of his rider. Anthony just grinned, not needing to say anything to his companion. After opening the stall, he grabbed hold of the leather halter on Andy’s head and led him outside of the stall where Anthony would tie up the horse. He looked at that brown leather halter, and traced his fingers over the shining brass plate that read ALTITUDE. His fingers and eyes wandered up towards that gelding’s mane, and that was when he noticed that it was a little on the long side. Soon, Anthony had headed back to the tack room to grab a pulling comb from the inside of the backpack that he had left on the floor.

Not long after he had returned to Andy, Anthony had heard someone walking up the aisle in the barn.

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307, eeh not bad for a first post, this is a post for no one in particular, so open

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[cordelia robin evans]

The sun felt fantastic. Robin could practically feel herself tanning as she and Puck left the shade of the trails. She let the pony pick his own pace for the last couple minutes of their ride and was just a little bit relieved when he opted for a lazy, plodding walk.

Instead of hopping off when they got to the barn, like she normally did, Robin gave her pony a small squeeze with her calves to keep him walking straight through the double doors. At home she had never been able to do this because of the lower ceiling of her barn, but it was something she loved to do whenever she visited places like White Oak, with their towering rafters.

The danger, of course, was that the pony would spook in the barn and they would both get hurt. But Robin felt that she knew Puck well enough that she could prevent any injuries. Besides, it was easy enough to slip off a bareback horse if there were any problems.

As they stepped into the barn Robin realized that maybe she should have dismounted outside. The aisle was blocked by a large bay gelding who was having his mane pulled by a boy who looked to be about Robin's age. Puck had stopped when he caught sight of the other horse and she nudged him closer before speaking.

"Excuse us, can we get by please?" A quick once over of the other student made Robin feel slightly embarrassed to be wearing only a pair of athletic shorts and her muck boots. Everyone here seemed to be in full riding gear whenever they entered the barn.


ooc: I figured we could just do this as our thread xD