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i got a bit obsessed with drawing pines and fall colors with this 3 entries lol, the theme is just funny and relaxing to draw
This one and the way i tried to make it like a painting (not sure i succeded to) was just too much fun

1st ANNUAL OSTEOPHAGUS FALL SHOW
Horse Name: LNS Kamelot Queen
Horse Breed: Holsteiner
Horse Age: 9 yo
Handler: Jim Weigel
Class Entering: Intermediate Cross
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The morning of the 3rd day was calm and chilly. Early on the morning spotting the black mare and her rider was an easy task, for the first thing in the morning the rider could be seen attending to her and just a little later warming up, quietly saying hi to anybody who came by them or any other participant that would go early into the Cross country course. Last day they went into the trail ride and it was a great and calming situation, as the mare became a little more comfortable around her surroundings. Still, Jim was aware of a nagging sensation on the pit of his stomach that something would go wrong. He tried to ignore it but he could not completely turn it off and he was sure Kamelot was picking on that, as she would hesitate now and then while warming up.

He tried to ignore it until they got the start and during the course, he did actually forget about it for a few minutes. Kamelot went into a comfortable pace, taking the jumps with some doubts now and then, but usually confiding on her rider's desitions. Maybe it was just his paranoic self, or so he tried to convince himself. It wasn't until they were more or less at the last part of the intermediate course that Kamelot hesitated before jumping and got too much into a jump; to clear it she got up with so much force that took Jim a little bit by surprise, making him lost his balance. In the few seconds that both rider and mare became an uncoordinated mess, his left shoulder collided with her neck and his face barely missed hitting Kamelot's head by inches away. Surprised and a little out of breath, he tried to get back into a good position and get in control again but was almost immediately aware of his shoulder feeling... not quite right. He continued cantering towards the next jump, thinking, hoping this was nothing, but it was getting difficult to manoeuvre the mare and trying to get the reins back with said hand as it was a mix of his arm feeling asleep and somewhat painful-

Fuck-
It wasn't somewhat painful, as for every stride the pain was intensified - He was fucked, he knew.
As he continued cantering, the curse sounded more and more clear in his head. It was a matter of seconds and he had to react quickly before they confronted the next jump; he had to try and take as fast as he could the reins with one hand and trying to get Kamelot on the right distances for the jumps. It felt like a tremendous challenge going over them, handling every detail of properly riding and hoping Kamelot would not second guess him again. As he finally saw the jump that fell into the water, he let a gush of air and tried to take the jump as confident as he could - Kamelot was a saint, he would never say the contrary - but her stretching her neck made the reins slip out of his left hand and he couldn't stop himself from cursing out loud at the pain the movement caused.

He did not remember exactly how they got to the finish line after that and who was around at that moment, but he became aware of the moment someone asked him if he needed help, for what he denied shaking his head; however, shortly after hands were helping him get off the saddle while Dagna took the reins of his mare. Panicked and in pain he looked down just to see Rovie was the one getting him out of the saddle, a clear sight of confusion on his face.

"my shoulder-" he mumbled and unconsciously cleared his throat, surprised at how weak it sound - "it hurts"
If Rovie said something he did not hear him, as he basically yelped at the jostling of his arm the moment he got him to the ground. He could not deny the help they were offering him and was almost relieved got the body protector out of his body.

He dislocated his shoulder, they said.
His damn messed up left shoulder.
Well, there goes riding for a while.

WORD COUNT: 713

Injuries are fun. xD
Jokes aside, I broke and dislocated the same shoulder years ago. I present you a good excuse as to why I haven't drawed (and probably won't enter that much shows lol) that much: Jim fucked up his broken shoulder. Believe me, injuring the same joint a second time IS painful

Pose reference - x
Jim & Kamelot resides with me

Description
i got a bit obsessed with drawing pines and fall colors with this 3 entries lol, the theme is just funny and relaxing to draw
This one and the way i tried to make it like a painting (not sure i succeded to) was just too much fun

1st ANNUAL OSTEOPHAGUS FALL SHOW
Horse Name: LNS Kamelot Queen
Horse Breed: Holsteiner
Horse Age: 9 yo
Handler: Jim Weigel
Class Entering: Intermediate Cross
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Extra -

The morning of the 3rd day was calm and chilly. Early on the morning spotting the black mare and her rider was an easy task, for the first thing in the morning the rider could be seen attending to her and just a little later warming up, quietly saying hi to anybody who came by them or any other participant that would go early into the Cross country course. Last day they went into the trail ride and it was a great and calming situation, as the mare became a little more comfortable around her surroundings. Still, Jim was aware of a nagging sensation on the pit of his stomach that something would go wrong. He tried to ignore it but he could not completely turn it off and he was sure Kamelot was picking on that, as she would hesitate now and then while warming up.

He tried to ignore it until they got the start and during the course, he did actually forget about it for a few minutes. Kamelot went into a comfortable pace, taking the jumps with some doubts now and then, but usually confiding on her rider's desitions. Maybe it was just his paranoic self, or so he tried to convince himself. It wasn't until they were more or less at the last part of the intermediate course that Kamelot hesitated before jumping and got too much into a jump; to clear it she got up with so much force that took Jim a little bit by surprise, making him lost his balance. In the few seconds that both rider and mare became an uncoordinated mess, his left shoulder collided with her neck and his face barely missed hitting Kamelot's head by inches away. Surprised and a little out of breath, he tried to get back into a good position and get in control again but was almost immediately aware of his shoulder feeling... not quite right. He continued cantering towards the next jump, thinking, hoping this was nothing, but it was getting difficult to manoeuvre the mare and trying to get the reins back with said hand as it was a mix of his arm feeling asleep and somewhat painful-

Fuck-
It wasn't somewhat painful, as for every stride the pain was intensified - He was fucked, he knew.
As he continued cantering, the curse sounded more and more clear in his head. It was a matter of seconds and he had to react quickly before they confronted the next jump; he had to try and take as fast as he could the reins with one hand and trying to get Kamelot on the right distances for the jumps. It felt like a tremendous challenge going over them, handling every detail of properly riding and hoping Kamelot would not second guess him again. As he finally saw the jump that fell into the water, he let a gush of air and tried to take the jump as confident as he could - Kamelot was a saint, he would never say the contrary - but her stretching her neck made the reins slip out of his left hand and he couldn't stop himself from cursing out loud at the pain the movement caused.

He did not remember exactly how they got to the finish line after that and who was around at that moment, but he became aware of the moment someone asked him if he needed help, for what he denied shaking his head; however, shortly after hands were helping him get off the saddle while Dagna took the reins of his mare. Panicked and in pain he looked down just to see Rovie was the one getting him out of the saddle, a clear sight of confusion on his face.

"my shoulder-" he mumbled and unconsciously cleared his throat, surprised at how weak it sound - "it hurts"
If Rovie said something he did not hear him, as he basically yelped at the jostling of his arm the moment he got him to the ground. He could not deny the help they were offering him and was almost relieved got the body protector out of his body.

He dislocated his shoulder, they said.
His damn messed up left shoulder.
Well, there goes riding for a while.

WORD COUNT: 713

Injuries are fun. xD
Jokes aside, I broke and dislocated the same shoulder years ago. I present you a good excuse as to why I haven't drawed (and probably won't enter that much shows lol) that much: Jim fucked up his broken shoulder. Believe me, injuring the same joint a second time IS painful

Pose reference - x
Jim & Kamelot resides with me