Avery Kendall

Finally the weather was beginning to warm up in the Valley. The hot sun was peeking through the occasional cloud although the chilly wind still blew. It always became such a hassle trying to pick out an outfit for this time of year, as the heat and cold tended to not mix very well. So today, Avery was adorned with one of her personal favorites of combinations: a simple white tank top with a thin light green jacket on over top and a pair of dark blue jeans. The jacket had a couple small pink flowers sewn in, a design which she thought went well with this odd weather. Her hair was the usual-- twirled brown locks pulled back into a little ponytail. Overall, she had a sort of messy yet somehow chic look about her.

Using thumb and pointer finger, the teen slowly adjusted the dark sunglasses that sat on her face and protected her blue eyes from those darn rays of light. She took in a deep breath of hay and horses and grass before exhaling lightly and then scanning pastures of dancing green. They appeared endless as she searched for any horses that were turned out. There were a few not too far off so she simply leaned forward on the fencing and quietly watched them with the gentlest of grins tugging on her lips.

She herself had always wanted her own equine. As a matter of fact, she was looking into purchasing one and found a nice mare. However, until a final decision was made, she would have to cure her longings by making routine trips to the Corral.