Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
Post by Karina Fuchs on Aug 15, 2019 15:13:08 GMT -8
Karina grinned as she led Cas out to the pastures, glad to be reunited with her geldings. There had been horses to ride at home, of course, and even a show to compete in, but there was something completely different about knowing that this one was hers, and always would be. He had been well taken care of in her absence, mainly left to his own devices, but with some exercise, and Karina knew he'd be easy to get back into shape for shows - like the one being held right before classes started.
As they reached the pastures, Kari picked one at random that Cas was allowed to be in, and then turned him loose, looping the halter over her shoulder and hopping up to sit on the fence rails, just watching him enjoy the freedom of the open space.
Post by Joanne Blackthorne on Aug 16, 2019 16:02:00 GMT -8
Whistling softly under her breath, Jo made her way down to the pastures. She had no horse in tow today; the brunette was just out for a stroll, and there was far worse scenery in the world than that which was available around Blue Ridge. Also, of course, there was much to be said for the fact that a few horses grazing could liven up even the dullest of scenes, so that the fields and pastures around the Academy were, to her mind, some of the most beautiful that she had ever seen, and surely amongst the wonders of the world.
As she approached, she spotted a girl whom she vaguely recognised as a fellow member of Blue Ribbon perched on the fence of one of the pastures, and Jo's brow furrowed slightly as she tried to recall the name to put to the face. Dear God, was she going mad?
Post by Karina Fuchs on Aug 18, 2019 19:35:52 GMT -8
Karina was happy enough, just watching Cas - He wasn't the only one in the pasture, of course, but his palomino coat stood out, winking like gold in the sunlight. Her attention was caught by a whistled tone behind her, though, and Karina turned to see who was approaching. No horse, was the first thing she noticed. The second was that the girl wasn't only a member of her house, but also a fellow gymnast. With a small smile, Kari decided to play the small talk game - It seemed to make these people happy, "Hey Jo, how was your summer?"
Post by Talira Jane Greycrest on Sept 13, 2019 2:02:57 GMT -8
Having finished their exploration of the Bridge Trail, Tal rode Bobby back up to the Academy. She was still on the lookout for people she could possibly make friends with, but she knew it was unlikely she'd get along with everyone. As they approached the pastures, Tal spotted a couple of older girls at the fence around pasture two.
Post by Joanne Blackthorne on Jan 4, 2020 11:47:45 GMT -8
"Hiya!" Jo returned brightly, brushing her dark hair back out of her eyes. "It wasn't bad, thanks, just a bit hectic, but these things happen. And how was yours?" It was the kind of question you had to ask in these circumstances, but more importantly at the moment, it would give her a few extra seconds to try and prod her brain into releasing the girl's damn name. She knew it, she knew she knew it, but digging it out of the back archives of her mind would not be an easy operation. "Did you-" But she was cut off by someone calling from behind her, and she turned sharply, looking across... and then up. Well, then. This one, she didn't think she knew.
Post by Karina Fuchs on Jan 6, 2020 11:03:43 GMT -8
Karina grinned, "That sounds familiar. I went home for the summer, and it was all 'Kari this, Kari that'. But it was good, I got a chance to try out my old trainer's newer horses, and see a friend or two that I haven't seen since coming here."
It seemed like Jo was about to ask another question when they were interrupted by another voice, and Karina looked up to see yet another girl with her horse, who had just decided to cut across their conversation with no regard for that fact, "I was enjoying my chat until it was interrupted."