Elisa slowly put her foot on the truck's gas pedal, trying to coax it up the drive to the stable without killing somebody in the process . She was a terrible driver, and the trailer with her beloved horse in the back did nothing to help her nerves . She finally inched the large truck up up to the front of the stable and with a sigh of relief put the monster into park . She wrenched open the door, jumped out, and stretched with a yawn . She wore gray skinny jeans, Vans, and a Cobra Starship t-shirt . Elisa knew that she didn't match, but she wasn't concerned; she was only at the barn . Her horse, Moonlight Sonata, whinnied shrilly, stamping and snorting in the trailer . She quickly walked to unload him and as she walked to the back of the trailer, he tossed his beautiful head . She let down the trailer and Mo pulled on the trailer clip that was attached to the halter . He pinned his ears but she knew it was nothing more than a petty threat; he would never hurt her intentionally . She attached the lead shank that she had in her hand around his muzzle and clipped it to his halter, then unclipped the trailer tie . Elisa backed him off slowly, letting him get used to the new surroundings . The gelding turned his head this way and that, trying to see everything at once . He began to pull her to walk forward, but she snapped the chain and hissed to him . "Enough ." Mo immediately responded and stood quietly as she placed a hand on his quivering shoulder and walked him slowly over to a patch of grass . He began cropping the green blades, calming himself long enough to enjoy it . Suddenly a voice, a young man's by the sound of it, rang into the quiet air . "Settle." The palomino gelding's head shot into the air, ears pricked, eyes wide . Elisa herself started, her icy blue eyes wide with shock . Mo began pulling again, this time away from the noise that was obviously someone fighting to get a horse to calm . Horse and girl walked cautiously around to the other side of the trailer and Elisa saw a young man, perhaps a year younger than herself, trying to get a colt to calm down long enough to get him into the stable . The boy had curly brown hair, dressed in a casual cool way, and seemed to have a natural talent with his horses . Her eyes followed him until he reached the cool depths of the stable and then came out again to retrieve the last horse in his trailer . This horse, Elisa noticed, came out much more quietly than the last one, and the young man seemed to handle him more carefully . He let the horse settle into a small patch of grass . Elisa sensed the change in her gelding's mood; he had gone from startled to curious, and now he seemed annoyed . He had his ears pinned and flicked his tail irratibly . Elisa stroked his neck but he still seemed uncomfortable near the other horse, so she took him and tied him to her trailer, making sure the knot was secure before walking away .

She smoothed down her shirt and ran a hand over her jet black hair before going to approach the boy . As Elisa neared him, she found her hands a bit sweaty; she normally didn't introduce herself to people . She finally stood in front of him, gazing quickly into his eyes and then down at the ground . She cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak to him . "Er .. Hi there . I'm .. uh .. I'm Elisa . I heard you from my trailer and just came over to introduce myself ." Her words were clipped and slightly nervous sounding . She forced her shockingly blue eyes to look into his once again, this time holding the gaze . Elisa couldn't help but notice that he was good looking . "No, don't think like that ." Somebody like him would never even think about her . In fact, she wasn't even sure what had possesed her to come and talk to him . No, something was wrong with her head . She made to turn away, but then he would think her even more weird than what she already was . No, she would stay and hear him out .

Elisa quickly took a step away from the horse as he took a snap at her . Her pale lips turned upwards in a slight smile; so much like her own horse . She turned her eyes onto the young man as he spoke . "Sorry about that. Its nice to meet you, Elisa. I'm James and this little brat is Ace." She chuckled at his words . "Don't worry about him . It's nice to meet you too, James . And you Ace ." She looked away shyly as he smiled at her . She wasn't used to this kind of attention from a guy; normally it was all negative attention . She cleared her throat and stared awkwardly into the sky . She raised a hand to push her side bangs away from her piercing eyes . Elisa stared blankly at Ace as he began to pull towards her trailer .

""So, do you own any horses here?" His voice startled her, but she mentally shook herself and nodded . "Yes, I own two actually . One is tied to my trailer and the other isn't here yet ."" She motioned with her hand towards the trailer and then quickly walked away to retrieve her horse . He whinnied as she approached, flicking flies off of his golden body with his long tail . She untied him and walked him over to the others, keeping a tight grip on the lead . Mo pinned his ears at the other gelding and Elisa tightened her grip, ready to stop him if he had a go at the other horse . "This is Moonlight Sonata, aka Mo . He's a sweetheart, really, really, really deep down ." She chuckled quietly to herself again, her normally cold eyes lighting up . The palomino gelding snorted and tossed his head as the other horse lay down onto the grass . Elisa giggled loudly, putting a hand over her mouth, trying to conceal the laugh . "Your not dead boy." She laughed even harder at Jame's words . Mo, sensing the drop in her attention, began to pull away towards Ace . Elisa immediately stopped laughing and gave the shank a sharp snap . Her eyes were on him until he retreated, standing quietly and gazing around at his new surroundings . "So are you new around here ?" Her tones were curious and light, making it sound like she didn't really care, but in fact, she wanted to know very much . It would reassure her that she wasn't alone in being new . She looked into his deep blue eyes, so unlike her own . James' were cheerful and hers were cold and piercing . It made her uncomfortable to look into those warm eyes, but she didn't know why . So instead she turned her gaze onto her golden horse, his coat glinting in the sunlight .