Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Savannah raised her eyebrow - she was shocked that the seemingly well-behaved boy got in trouble at school. "Are you saying that you got kicked out of school?" That was something younger Savannah would dread - it was something that was always enjoyable to her - probably because it was consistent during her youth. "That's not too far from here. Did your whole family move here? Or just you and your parents?" Her parents still lived in Ireland, though she went to go visit them during the holidays.
The woman could see by Othello's actions that the subject of the illness was a touchy one. She glanced over at her own horse as she didn't want to come off as creepy. "Ouch, you are okay though? You mean like rock climbing?" Any sport could be dangerous - she knew that. Plenty of people she knew back home had broken bones riding horses - let alone falling off of a cliff. "Don't tell me your new habit is getting back into climbing." Savannah chuckled - children were resilient and stubborn - if climbing was a true hobby of his - he would still keep going, right?
"That's... Leo isn't it? What do you know about him?" She remembered him being a part owner of Seven Oaks as he was there when she moved Monte and Poppy in to the barn. The woman nodded and nudged Poppy into a trot, keeping it slow in case Othello was nervous. "Have you trotted alone before?" Poppy was used to working on the collected trot - it was something the bay mare actually enjoyed.
Othello gave a bright grin and shrugged. Some could say I was kicked out, my parents will tell you that it was suggested that I found a new school." It was something he was still bitter about, as he was completely innocent, yet it had gone on his permanent record - though he was glad the rats had got away. "Just me, actually." He shrugged as he flicked a piece of Harry's mane back onto the correct side of his neck. "My parents have some close friends that live in town, so I moved in with them when the school here accepted me." His grandmother had offered to keep him at their place and she would just homeschool him, but his parents were worried about him becoming too isolated, blah, blah, blah...
He shrugged off the question. "Yes, I mean rock climbing." He grinned again. "I like the challenge." That and the adrenaline rush of whether his next grab was actually going to hold while he found somewhere to place his foot before pushing up again. "I'd like to, but I'll need to build my strength up again, as these noodle arms won't help with anything." He dropped his reins as he flexed his left arm and prodded at the lack of a bicep with his right index finger, and then shrugged as he took up his reins again, patting the liver chestnut who had continued ambling along.
He pulled a face and shrugged, he hadn't looked at taking lessons at the barn, so he really didn't know who taught what. "I met Leo on my first day here, he was really nice and showed me around." That wasn't what she was asking, but all he had to offer. He quirked a slightly offended eyebrow at her question. "I may not have had what people would class as professional lessons, but as you can see, I can ride without a lead rein." He pressed his lips together and then released a slow breath. He shortened his reins a little and applied subtle pressure with his legs, smiling as Harry bounced forward into a trot. "Sorry. Yes, I have trotted all by myself before."