Thread: Run with the Horses (Niah & Sugo)

Rachel stood in front of her bedroom mirror and pulled her long, brunette locks into a low lying bun. She didn't want it getting in the way, plus it would be easier when putting on her riding hat. The woman, who had just turned twenty-six, had been informed by her boss that she really needed to cash in her holiday time. It had been accumulating all year, however she just hadn't found anywhere in particular that she really wanted to go. She didn't want to waste her days just lazing about the house you see. Rachel wanted to actually go somewhere and be part of something enjoyable. Deciding to have a good long search via the internet, she soon found a website belonging to The Bridley Manor. A beautiful old English estate that was opening their doors for the summer and allowing guests to check in. As well as the opportunity to stay in luxury rooms and dine on delicious food, the Manor also offered daily activities inspired by nineteenth century life. Being a fan of Jane Austen, Rachel couldn't help but book herself in for a few weeks. One of the activities that she had signed up to do was horse riding. It was something that she had yet to experience, but had always wanted to try. With her dark plum riding leggings on, along with her boots and a long sleeved black t-shirt, Rachel was ready to go. It was a moderately warm day, not cold enough to need a coat, however also not hot enough for short sleeves. So her light skin, with it's smooth and slightly sun kissed complexion, was modestly covered up today. Upon her face was a splash of subtle freckles and her body type could be best described as slender but healthy. Leaving her designated room, she ventured down the magnificent halls which were decorated in warm creams, browns and greens. Grand portraits adorned the walls, along with extravagant sculptures and woodwork. Some of the furniture you could tell were antiques and very costly. At times Rachel felt almost too intimidated to touch anything, just in case she caused an accident like the klutz that she was. She was sure that some of the items in this place were worth more than her entire life savings, home and car combined. Leaving the grand staircase, she began to walk across the ornate welcoming hall. The receptionist was sat at her desk positioned by the door. I hope you enjoy your first riding session Miss Daniels. She said politely, her accent one of someone who had clearly been well educated. Rachel was almost certain that she was related to the people who owned this manor somehow and working the reception desk was her way of pulling her weight, so to speak. Thank you Rachel replied. The doorman opened the entrance for her and once again the young woman gave her thanks, before skipping down the stone steps and into the manor grounds. Her large brown eyes scanned the horizon, nothing but countryside for miles, everything was remarkably serene and quiet. Taking in a large breath of the mid morning air, Rachel started in the direction of the stables. It didn't take her long to find where she needed to be and she was soon stood by the stable doors, looking inside. Hello? She called, unsure about whether she was supposed to go in or wait for her instructor out here.