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Dani stepped outside into the stables, breathing the fresh air she often felt by being around this area. She smiled as she found her horse on the stables, gently feeding in an apple she had sneaked in from breakfast. She waited for her peers to come, though not doing so in a fasion that was obvious.

Vette made her way across the grounds towards the stables at an easy rolling pace. No sense in hurrying anything. Once she got within twenty feet of the building she put her fingers to her lips and blew a shrill blast.

Inside the stable Renroir lifted his head at the whistle and used his nose to open his stall door, trotting past the other girl and out onto the grass. He went right up to his companion and nuzzled his nose against her.

"I missed you too, boy," Vette giggled. Stepping back she drew her grooming supplies from her knapsack and began the enjoyable task of making her horse all clean.

Lisette smiled as she approached the stables, preventing herself from running there. She walked inside and headed straight for the stall containing a slick grey horse. "Hey, Cirrus," the horse reared it's head and she laughed. She opened the stall door for her and led her out of the stables.