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1st! WE 2018 Results
Horse Name: PCS Lionheart
Age: 8 years
Rider: Becca Winters (~ 30 years)
Show: Working Equitation Event | 2018 | ONE WEEK LEFT

In a few hours the show would start, but Becca was really relaxed. She stood on the paddock, hand her stallion's mane, and watched the sky turn orange.
"It's time to dance again, is it - old boy? Let the harmony flow through us!" The horse bumped its head in her shoulder. "Hey!" Becca squeaked and rubbed the aching part. "Okay, okay. I'm the one getting old. Satisfied?"
Lionheart streched his neck and a deep rumble came out of his chest. He blew some steamy clouds into the chilly air. Becca sighed. "Well. Yeah. You're all powerful and the rythm of the dance will held a great deal of energy. And you're prepared to burst..."
The next steamy clouds out of his nostrils were blown right into her face. The stallion trailed away and focused his attention on a fleck of dirt.
"You know..." Becca smiled "Sometimes I think you're just a douchebag with fur."
She grabbed in her pocked and fetched an apple out. While leaving the paddock she bit with a loud 'CRACK' into the fruit.
A few meters behind her you could hear a disappointed snorting.

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I used a Ref (Hand to Eye):
Drawn with ink & watercolours

Description
1st! WE 2018 Results
Horse Name: PCS Lionheart
Age: 8 years
Rider: Becca Winters (~ 30 years)
Show: Working Equitation Event | 2018 | ONE WEEK LEFT

In a few hours the show would start, but Becca was really relaxed. She stood on the paddock, hand her stallion's mane, and watched the sky turn orange.
"It's time to dance again, is it - old boy? Let the harmony flow through us!" The horse bumped its head in her shoulder. "Hey!" Becca squeaked and rubbed the aching part. "Okay, okay. I'm the one getting old. Satisfied?"
Lionheart streched his neck and a deep rumble came out of his chest. He blew some steamy clouds into the chilly air. Becca sighed. "Well. Yeah. You're all powerful and the rythm of the dance will held a great deal of energy. And you're prepared to burst..."
The next steamy clouds out of his nostrils were blown right into her face. The stallion trailed away and focused his attention on a fleck of dirt.
"You know..." Becca smiled "Sometimes I think you're just a douchebag with fur."
She grabbed in her pocked and fetched an apple out. While leaving the paddock she bit with a loud 'CRACK' into the fruit.
A few meters behind her you could hear a disappointed snorting.

___________________________
I used a Ref (Hand to Eye):
Drawn with ink & watercolours