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[zephyr]

The blonde russian swung herself up into the saddle on her orlov trotter at the trail head and sighed. This was her first time going to a ride at this school. She had just moved to the united states from russia a few months ago, and she was nervous. She had left behind a boyfriend, her friends and her family for a new life. The mountain of a horse beneath her tensed as his girl's emotions seeped down into him. She patted his neck and leaned forward in the saddle and clicked her tongue, and Christiev set off at an easy trot down the local trails.

She smiled as the wind blew her hair back and she settled herself into the saddle, slowing her horse to a walk as she fished her camera out of her saddle bag, snapping shots of the california flora and fauna. See, Christiev, its not so bad here. It's warmer and the forest seems so alive, but I will miss the snow, though. Her thick russian accent rolled off her tongue so gracefully. All she could ask for now was for someone to come join her on such a beautiful summer day.

[GABRIEL ORION HUNTER]

Gabriel Patted the mares thick gray neck and smiled an amazing white smile at her. He walked her gracefully to the beginning of the trail and mounted up without even using the stirrups. He patted her relaxing and moved her into a soft lope something he loved to do for it helped calm the mare. His blond brown hair twisted in the wind and his white smile never left his face. A deer ran a few feet before him but the mare just shrugged it off and stayed in her perfect slow lope. He never left the saddle as the mare glided slowly across the ground her main waving and her eyes soft and happy.

He slowed the mare to a nice walk when he spotted another rider and did not want to spook her horse."Hello miss i just wanted to let you and your horse know i was here". He walked the mare up to the large horse gracefully gliding beside them. "I don't think i have ever met you here before though I am new".

[zephyr]

The blonde jumped in her saddle when she heard a voice behind her and turned around just as she took a picture, her bright flash going off right in the face of a young man and his horse. Christiev snorted and halted while Vitoriya quickly put the camera back in her saddlebag and grabbed the reins so she wouldnt look like a total fool. She smiled at the blonde and patted christiev's neck as she answered his questions.

Thankyou for that. Although Christiev doesnt spook too easy. I am new here as well. New to this country even. I am from Russia. My name is Viktoriya Dmitriyev, what is yours? Her thick russian accent dripped off her tongue like honey as she clicked christiev into a trot down the winding trails, following a deer that had passed a few moments before, grabbing her camera from the bag again and hanging it around her neck.