Morning Exercises{Kyle}

[||.Alexia De La Court.||]

A soft clicking of a tongue could be heard on the cool, morning breeze as a young girl with vibrant pink hair lead three horses by reins down the path to the pasture. All horses were Arabian and part of her so called "team". The first was a rather large, slender dappled grey stallion with a black mane that went by the name of Devereaux. She was the girl's first horse. the second was a light buckskin mare with black socks and a mane and tail. Her mane was highlighted reddish brown. A brough white stripe ran down her nose from her head. Her name was Soleil and beside her was her twin older brother. A strong stallion of much of the same color and markings only a horizontal stripe of reddish brown crossed his nose. He was called Lune.

As Alexia arrived at the pasture, she turned to face her three beautiful Arabians. It was time for their morning exercise. What better way to do just that than to turn them out in the wide open pasture? She smiled and stroked each horse's nose before slipping off their bridals. She slung the bridal and reins over one arm and tilted her head, still smiling. "Alirght, aller la pièce"

[/i] She announced in her native French language. This meant "Alright, go play." Soleil let out a loud whinney and reared up. Devereaux shook out his main, neighing in delight. Lune neighed as well, stamping his front hoofs. Then in unison, all three took off into the pasture. She smiled and watched as Soleil playfully tugged at Devereaux's coal black mane with her teeth. Those two had a thing for each other, Alexia could feel it.

She walked over to the fence outside the pasture and laid the bridals and reins on it and closed the gates to the pasture. She leaned against the fence and watched them play and run around. She straightened up to momentarily tug down her tight black tanktop with a white bloody ribcage on the front. A heart was printed behind one rib. A pair of baby blue skinny jeans a d white studded belt finished off the outfit. A silver tiara reste don her head, glistening in the sun. Alexia decided not to wear her contacts today so her eyes shone a perfect sky blue. She smiled at her team and looked behind her, wondering where everyone else was and what they might have been doing.

She simply shrugged it off and looked down at her nails which were painted black and the cuticle was painted purple. She had recently had her nails done in preperation of her next competition. She loved to be flashy for her shows and everywhere she went. She had made quite a scene when she arrived at Vison Springs. What made her more intriguing is that she barely even spoke English.[/color][/size][/blockquote]

[x|.Kyle.Angel.|x]

Kyle led his grullo brown colored gelding towards the pasture, not looking up at anyone or saying anything as he and Toybox, and his chocolate lab Vampire walked along in peace. He was the shy type and didn’t want to talk to anyone. It wasn’t like he didn’t have anything to say, because there were millions of things that were running through his head. The only thing holding him back was the fear of making friends and then being caught up in some kind of drama that would make his own reputation look back. Or worse, for him to be judged by others, he hated that. No, he liked the silent antisocial look that was drained upon him since the first grade. No one had a reason to judge him other than the way he rode his horse.

Vampire yipped happily and ran forward, causing Toybox’s attention to follow him and see what the dog was yipping at. And apparently Toybox enjoyed what he seen and whinnied happily and began to side step and try to run forward. Kyle turned the gelding in a couple circles until he was happy to walk along side of him, but that still hadn’t kept him from snorting and prancing slightly. Kyle whistled to get Vampire to come back to him. The one thing that might ruin his whole plan to be the silent antisocial one would be his two companions. Bother were hyper active, loved to cause trouble and sought for attention. Basically, they were the complete opposite of Kyle himself.

He looked up to see what had caused the commotion between his animals. A girl was walking towards the pasture as well, one with bright pink hair and three gorgeous Arabian horses. A girl that probably sought for attention, or at least that was the feeling he got when looking at her hair. But then he heard her accent, French. He didn’t know a word of it. But she was pretty. He looked down at the ground and led his horse in behind hers, turning Toybox loose, and as soon as he felt himself free of the lead rope the gelding reared back and took off running across the field as quickly as he could, bucking to show just how much he appreciated the freedom. Vampire started to bark and go after him, but with a tiny whistle from Kyle, the brown dog returned at his side.

Coming out of the pasture, the girl was still there. In a tank top he had seen for sale in hot topic, some skinny jeans and a white belt. Her nails were painted black and purple and to top it off, she was weaing a tiara. Kyle had the urge to go talk to her, and it scared him shitless. He never talked to anyone! So why would he talk to a girl that looked eager to pull attention to herself? He turned and began to walk off when he looked down and Vampire wasn’t there. Turning, he saw the dog head off trotting towards the girl, tail wagging as he jumped up on her and licked her arm for attention. Oh shit! Kyle walked forward, looking down at the ground, he grabbed Vampire’s collar and pulled him off the girl and was about to turn and walk away.

“Sorry…. I’ll…. I’ll just leave.”

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[||.Alexia De La Court.||]

Alexia continued to watch her horses play in the pasture and her eyes widened at the sight of a new horse entering, lead by a boy with brown hair. The horse was a beautiful grullo stallion. But her attention was not on the horse, it was on his owner. She smiled and laid her head on her floded arms over the fence and watched him turn the stallion loose. She looked back at her horses and watched the grullo join them. She tried not to look at the boy and stayed in one place,

Alexia nearly jumped out of her skin when something cold hit her arm. The sound of barking reached her ears. She smiled and looked down at the chocolate lab that was arking and licking her for attention. She kneeled down and stroked the dog's head. She didn't notice someone approach them until she heard a small voice. She looked up and her eyes widened at the sight of the boy she had been watching. She bit her lip and watched him pull the dog away. She felt words catch in her throat when he said he should go. "Non, c'est tout à fait bien. Rester ici."

[/i] Alexia replied, standing up and keeping her head down. Her shyness was showing through. She rubbed her left arm, hoping he understood what she had said.

Non, c'est tout à fait bien. Rester ici. means No, it's quite alright. Stay here.[/size][/color][/blockquote]