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Ready, check, go... at Fredensborg

Vet Check at Fredensborg

Featuring:

CH Tartarus , with Hunter Volos (#701 - Grand Prix Kür)
Andy (who belongs to the amazing Zoubstance )

Event: THE FREDENSBORG ROYAL DRESSAGE EVENT
Class: Grand Prix Kür
Registration Number: 701

Rider: Hunter Volos
Horse: CH Tartarus , 9 yo stallion
Breed: Cypress-Warmbloods
Stable: Cypress-Hill
Country: Russia

Hunter stood off to the side, hand idly stroking over his stallion's neck as he watched the other competitors go through their paces for their vet check. He let out a light sigh, grunting a tad when Tartarus nudged his shoulder curiously.

"Easy," he muttered, wrapping the reins in one hand as their names came up.

The large Cypress Warmblood snorted, immediately stepping into a prance as his bright blue eyes took in the sights. Large, pale nostrils flared, soaking in the smells of the horses and humans around them and his ears flicked back slightly as he took note of other stallions in the area.

Mr. Volos glared at his mount, nudging him with his shoulder. "Enough."

The pair made their way down the long path, displaying the stallion's soundness as Hunter walked stoicly, only a respectful nod given towards the vet.

Flipped the location, whoops! Anyways, quick little vet check for Hunter and his main man. The Russians don't mind the snow just showing off for the rest of the world.

Description

Ready, check, go... at Fredensborg

Vet Check at Fredensborg

Featuring:

CH Tartarus , with Hunter Volos (#701 - Grand Prix Kür)
Andy (who belongs to the amazing Zoubstance )

Event: THE FREDENSBORG ROYAL DRESSAGE EVENT
Class: Grand Prix Kür
Registration Number: 701

Rider: Hunter Volos
Horse: CH Tartarus , 9 yo stallion
Breed: Cypress-Warmbloods
Stable: Cypress-Hill
Country: Russia

Hunter stood off to the side, hand idly stroking over his stallion's neck as he watched the other competitors go through their paces for their vet check. He let out a light sigh, grunting a tad when Tartarus nudged his shoulder curiously.

"Easy," he muttered, wrapping the reins in one hand as their names came up.

The large Cypress Warmblood snorted, immediately stepping into a prance as his bright blue eyes took in the sights. Large, pale nostrils flared, soaking in the smells of the horses and humans around them and his ears flicked back slightly as he took note of other stallions in the area.

Mr. Volos glared at his mount, nudging him with his shoulder. "Enough."

The pair made their way down the long path, displaying the stallion's soundness as Hunter walked stoicly, only a respectful nod given towards the vet.

Flipped the location, whoops! Anyways, quick little vet check for Hunter and his main man. The Russians don't mind the snow just showing off for the rest of the world.