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What's this? Art from infersea? It's been a while but i am trying. I kept this one relatively simple so i could keep the motivation going long enough to finish. Sure maybe it's not as polished as it could be but i'm happy to get something out <3

I just realised i forgot the jump flags on the bottles

LEG 3 of European-Masters - Fano Beach Denmark
Rider: Nathan Hargrave-Tyrell
Horse: Black Sails
Stable: Castle Hargrave Stud
Show www.deviantart.com/sophiemacau…

Story... 450 words I guess hunger is a good motivator to get round a course fast? (I apologise in advance, i can't write to save my life)

Originally he had planned to compete in all the legs of this series but three shows in and he had already fallen short of that hurdle. Of course in Norway it had been unavoidable, struck down by a sudden bout of illness that led him unwilling to risk upsetting his stomach further by racing a five hundred kilo animal over a course of jumps over one fifty high. He may have no shame, but throwing up on live tv was not on his bucket list. Regardless he had spent the day at the show doing his best to support his spouse from helping to get Earnie ready to providing that moral support when they were left disappointed by their result. Everyone had off days but he knew how hard it could be to let yourself be okay with that realisation. It didn't matter to him he remained unbelievably proud of his other half and it was a life mission of his to make sure they knew that.

So with Denmark came opportunity, another chance to compete, to rack up some points on that leader board for their team. He was ready and Sails? The grey stallion was seemingly always ready to jump. Hell, they had a hard time stopping him at times. from escaping paddocks to continuing courses after Nathan had made an untimely exit into the dirt. But that enthusiasm was a blessing when harnessed correctly.

The day was pretty much the same old, same old. Up early to get things prepped and an eternity spent grooming the grey which left Nathan cursing himself for ever thinking a grey horse was a good idea, and yet he had not one but 4. Then they grabbed brunch, walked the dogs along the beach and spent some time watching the pony classes before gearing up toward their class in the evening. He preferred it this way, the later classes anything beats an 8am course walk in his opinion.

But by the time he was warming up he was ravenous, stomach growling in protest and his mind slipping to thoughts of pizzas, burgers and kebabs. But he had to remain focused, though the smell from the burger van wafting through the air was not helping in the slightest. "I'm going to demolish one of those the moment we finish" he explained to his spouse, looking longingly toward the van, the queue, the people leaving with smiles on their faces as they tucked into their purchase. But he was quickly pulled away from his thoughts by the tannoy, the steward calling him forward for to the box. "Focus Nathan, Focus" he thought to himself, trying to get his head back in the game.

Horse ref (traced sorry) own photo

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What's this? Art from infersea? It's been a while but i am trying. I kept this one relatively simple so i could keep the motivation going long enough to finish. Sure maybe it's not as polished as it could be but i'm happy to get something out <3

I just realised i forgot the jump flags on the bottles

LEG 3 of European-Masters - Fano Beach Denmark
Rider: Nathan Hargrave-Tyrell
Horse: Black Sails
Stable: Castle Hargrave Stud
Show www.deviantart.com/sophiemacau…

Story... 450 words I guess hunger is a good motivator to get round a course fast? (I apologise in advance, i can't write to save my life)

Originally he had planned to compete in all the legs of this series but three shows in and he had already fallen short of that hurdle. Of course in Norway it had been unavoidable, struck down by a sudden bout of illness that led him unwilling to risk upsetting his stomach further by racing a five hundred kilo animal over a course of jumps over one fifty high. He may have no shame, but throwing up on live tv was not on his bucket list. Regardless he had spent the day at the show doing his best to support his spouse from helping to get Earnie ready to providing that moral support when they were left disappointed by their result. Everyone had off days but he knew how hard it could be to let yourself be okay with that realisation. It didn't matter to him he remained unbelievably proud of his other half and it was a life mission of his to make sure they knew that.

So with Denmark came opportunity, another chance to compete, to rack up some points on that leader board for their team. He was ready and Sails? The grey stallion was seemingly always ready to jump. Hell, they had a hard time stopping him at times. from escaping paddocks to continuing courses after Nathan had made an untimely exit into the dirt. But that enthusiasm was a blessing when harnessed correctly.

The day was pretty much the same old, same old. Up early to get things prepped and an eternity spent grooming the grey which left Nathan cursing himself for ever thinking a grey horse was a good idea, and yet he had not one but 4. Then they grabbed brunch, walked the dogs along the beach and spent some time watching the pony classes before gearing up toward their class in the evening. He preferred it this way, the later classes anything beats an 8am course walk in his opinion.

But by the time he was warming up he was ravenous, stomach growling in protest and his mind slipping to thoughts of pizzas, burgers and kebabs. But he had to remain focused, though the smell from the burger van wafting through the air was not helping in the slightest. "I'm going to demolish one of those the moment we finish" he explained to his spouse, looking longingly toward the van, the queue, the people leaving with smiles on their faces as they tucked into their purchase. But he was quickly pulled away from his thoughts by the tannoy, the steward calling him forward for to the box. "Focus Nathan, Focus" he thought to himself, trying to get his head back in the game.

Horse ref (traced sorry) own photo