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...
This is an chilled out rpg with a super friendly and relaxed atmosphere! Remember to sign up with your characters full name in all caps and don't forget to do your claims! Thank you and Welcome, we've been established since 10th March 2009 but unfortunately have had to close guest view of our boards due to multiple sites ripping off our hard work, such a shame! Come chat to us in Discord before joining if you like!.
Pierce stood underneath the shade of thick trees, appreciating the coolness as he rested a hind leg and flicked flies off his back. He was really feeling the sting of the new wounds on his back legs, and the flies were only adding to the irritation. Lowering his head a few notches, he fully relaxed - or rather, as best he could.
There was only so much he could do on days like this, and frankly, he didn't mind being lazy even if it was boring. He just needed a little bit of rest and then he would be out on the meadow later, grazing under the afternoon light. And maybe, just maybe if he was up to it, he'd wander out to the other meadows where the other horses were, spend some time with his own kind.
River had wondered to herself as she walked down the trails, she had noticed some hoof prints that were just off the path and decided to fallow them. Maybe she would find a rider to draw finally as she picked up her pace notebook in hand, she had been wanting to do a quick drawing since coming to town however she had been to busy. Her light steps were close to silent as she traveled on her own, she didn't carry anything heavy with her just a few cookies and some water as she walked through the heavy brush. She had her hair pulled up into a bun and scoffed as it caught on a tree branch in a large group of trees. As she started to untangle her hair from the branch, her eyes landed on one of the most beautiful animals she had seen in a very long time.
The horse seemed to be in ok health as she watched them resting under the trees though their hind end seemed a bit off, their pelt a beautiful two tone color though she wasn't exactly sure their true colors. Looking around for a rider possibly down she felt a slight ping of fear, then realized if they had been apart of a barn he more then likely wouldn't have been this far out. Deciding she would maybe try to draw the magnificent beast she started to settle a good ways away, not to far he was hard to see but close enough that they wouldn't feel threatened by her. Pulling from her small bag a water bottle some charcoal pencils and her cookies she settled into a tree and looked up again setting to her drawing. Her soft eyes would flick up to him and back down as the pencil would glide across the page of her book, this horse truly could be beautiful she she worried about the way he was holding his hind end.
