Reed opened the stable door and let Belle go inside and inspect it. She gave a contented snort and nudged his cheeks happily. He gave another quiet laugh and set down his bags to check out the stall himself. He nodded to himself and took a brush to brush down Belle. After he finished he began to mess with her mane and twisted it into many different types of brains. "Which one do you like the best Belle?" he said as he looked at them.

Blake smiled at the two. They had such a strong bond...he wasnt sure how strong his bond was with Spirit was...but it was apparently strong enough. He was still a wild mustang by heart.

Blake sighed and said, I think we need to go on a ride. We have been cooped up in a car and trailer all day, plus I think you need to stretch your legs. Ill go get your tack. Spirit whinnied excitedly and lifted his two front legs off the ground a few inches

After Midnight stopped I stood up. He got dirtier so I needed to clean him off soon.

Blake went into the tack room to find that his friend put Spirits tack in a box marked Spirit, so he got the tack out of there.

Brae thought instead of keeping Wildfire cooped up like this, she should take her on a ride. Wildfire would start to get cranky if she isn't taken out soon. She went back and grabbed her tack. She struggled with the saddle though, it was pretty heavy.

I decided to take Midnight out on a ride, so I went to get his tack. I got it and put it on him. I had to fight with him to put it on because he kept moving around while snickering at me.

Basia rounded the trailer, quickly letting down the gate. Her flaxen chestnut mare whinned, making it clear that she had arrived. Baisa sighed and let the latch fall. The door swung open, and she stepped up into the depths of the trailer. Spectra was still perfectly wrapped up in her shipping gear. Grabbing the mares lime green and leather halter, Baisa led her down to the barn.

She realized that some of the other students were already here. She would talk to them later. Right now, Spectra was first priority.

She neared stall two. She watched the other horses to by, admiring the rainbow of coat colors. Suddenly, the brass nameplate on the door of stall two was right in her face. Spectra nickered and prdanced in place. With a laugh, Basia looked around for a ring. Spotting one in the stall, she tied Spectra up. Quickly removing all of her gear, she exited the stall and headed for the tack room.

Reed's face brightened. "I like the fishtail one better Belle. How about you?" he said looking up at her. She whinnied happily and nudged him once again. He smiled and nodded. "Okay. How about we go and look around?" Belle responded by walking out of the stall and then turning back and gesturing with her head as if to say 'Follow me. Let's go'

Blake got his tack and placed it on Spirit without trouble. He opened the stall door and Spirit walked towards him, stopping so Blake could get on. Blake hopped on and Spirit walked forward just a little so Blake could close the stall door.