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Somesmera Stables Three Day Event

Reno, or, as Lee calls her, Stripes, has returned to Somesmera Stables with a blast. To be honest this image is a bit in the future, and I was going to save it for a while, but if I save it, I'll forget it.

Besides, I owe *amour-interdit some lovely art of her horses because I never really got around to drawing them. So I entered them in her show.

Some of you saw this being created on livestream, some didn't. I would direct you to the videos but my LS was being dumb so I think most of it is in several bits. Anyway. Info time.

Horse: SS One Stop Renovation [link]
Horse Age: 10 (I think that's what she is now?)
Rider: Lee Matthews [link]
Class: First Level One Dressage
Number: 003
Country: England
Aspect: lengthen stride in trot

Performance:
[link]

Story
Stripes, as Lee fondly called her, had clearly settled in well back at her home. She had been back for a few months now, and Lee had been tired out running back and forth for the two foaling seasons in America and England. He had told Somesmera he would help out seeing as some of their mares were baring foals from their stallion, and one foal was to return home as a gift. Lee had been sworn to secrecy about that one. He was now back for the final time to show the horses before saying farewell to the lovely pair they had been training for the last few years. He stroked Reno's muzzle in thought as he prepared for their dressage performance. Lee had never ridden dressage in a show, but Aithne had been training him for quite some time now. He often got yelled at by her for his position, but he was good enough for a low level performance with Reno.

Chase appeared at his side with a soft grin on his face. "I've got the camera as Aithne instructed," he chuckled. The woman had requested that the whole performance was filmed, just so she could criticise.
"Oh fantastic. Amber's going to love this," Lee sighed, glancing at the mare who now had her ears pinned back. It was their normal position when more than one human was crowding her space. "Now, darling, don't be like that." He patted her neck and went out of the stable, Chase following him.
"Hey, I'm sure you'll do fine. Nowhere near as bad as me on Glamour, anyway." Lee cracked a grin and then laughed.
"You know, it brightens my day to think you're riding that psycho," he said with a broad smirk, taking in Chase's attire. He had never seen the man in his show gear, and it really was something to behold. "At least you look smart. How do people wear these things?" He fidgeted with his collar and Chase chuckled, straightening Lee's tie for him.
"Well we don't all work in rain and mud all the time," he winked and strolled off to check on Glamour, leaving Lee with a small frown on his face. He could be sophisticated if he wanted to be. He'd show them all!
"Right, Stripes, let's get you tacked up!" He said with a clap of his hands as he turned to the mare. If she could have rolled her eyes, she probably would have.

About thirty minutes later, the dreaded number was called. Lee had been warming Reno up for a good ten minutes, but it was only now the nerves sank in. He wasn't used to having to ride accurately and refined around a school. He felt closed in as the mare strolled arrogantly into the school, surrounded by fences. He was used to fields and jumps and mud, not a sandy arena with a weird little fence. Reno halted on command, her head held defiantly high. Lee had a feeling she was going to go through this whole performance with her ears back. He nudged her forwards, and she swaggered onwards, arching her neck elegantly. "Well, at least you're listening now, I guess," he said with a sigh. Reno might have been well-trained, but he certainly was not, hence why they weren't in the high level class performing pirouettes. He asked her to trot, and she did so with a moody flick of her tail. "Are you in season or something," he muttered under his breath as she chewed on the bit and headed forwards with a swift but steady gait. All he could hope was he didn't screw up this performance.

Ref:[link]

Image & FLS characters © =mapal
Reno & SS © *amour-interdit

Description
Somesmera Stables Three Day Event

Reno, or, as Lee calls her, Stripes, has returned to Somesmera Stables with a blast. To be honest this image is a bit in the future, and I was going to save it for a while, but if I save it, I'll forget it.

Besides, I owe *amour-interdit some lovely art of her horses because I never really got around to drawing them. So I entered them in her show.

Some of you saw this being created on livestream, some didn't. I would direct you to the videos but my LS was being dumb so I think most of it is in several bits. Anyway. Info time.

Horse: SS One Stop Renovation [link]
Horse Age: 10 (I think that's what she is now?)
Rider: Lee Matthews [link]
Class: First Level One Dressage
Number: 003
Country: England
Aspect: lengthen stride in trot

Performance:
[link]

Story
Stripes, as Lee fondly called her, had clearly settled in well back at her home. She had been back for a few months now, and Lee had been tired out running back and forth for the two foaling seasons in America and England. He had told Somesmera he would help out seeing as some of their mares were baring foals from their stallion, and one foal was to return home as a gift. Lee had been sworn to secrecy about that one. He was now back for the final time to show the horses before saying farewell to the lovely pair they had been training for the last few years. He stroked Reno's muzzle in thought as he prepared for their dressage performance. Lee had never ridden dressage in a show, but Aithne had been training him for quite some time now. He often got yelled at by her for his position, but he was good enough for a low level performance with Reno.

Chase appeared at his side with a soft grin on his face. "I've got the camera as Aithne instructed," he chuckled. The woman had requested that the whole performance was filmed, just so she could criticise.
"Oh fantastic. Amber's going to love this," Lee sighed, glancing at the mare who now had her ears pinned back. It was their normal position when more than one human was crowding her space. "Now, darling, don't be like that." He patted her neck and went out of the stable, Chase following him.
"Hey, I'm sure you'll do fine. Nowhere near as bad as me on Glamour, anyway." Lee cracked a grin and then laughed.
"You know, it brightens my day to think you're riding that psycho," he said with a broad smirk, taking in Chase's attire. He had never seen the man in his show gear, and it really was something to behold. "At least you look smart. How do people wear these things?" He fidgeted with his collar and Chase chuckled, straightening Lee's tie for him.
"Well we don't all work in rain and mud all the time," he winked and strolled off to check on Glamour, leaving Lee with a small frown on his face. He could be sophisticated if he wanted to be. He'd show them all!
"Right, Stripes, let's get you tacked up!" He said with a clap of his hands as he turned to the mare. If she could have rolled her eyes, she probably would have.

About thirty minutes later, the dreaded number was called. Lee had been warming Reno up for a good ten minutes, but it was only now the nerves sank in. He wasn't used to having to ride accurately and refined around a school. He felt closed in as the mare strolled arrogantly into the school, surrounded by fences. He was used to fields and jumps and mud, not a sandy arena with a weird little fence. Reno halted on command, her head held defiantly high. Lee had a feeling she was going to go through this whole performance with her ears back. He nudged her forwards, and she swaggered onwards, arching her neck elegantly. "Well, at least you're listening now, I guess," he said with a sigh. Reno might have been well-trained, but he certainly was not, hence why they weren't in the high level class performing pirouettes. He asked her to trot, and she did so with a moody flick of her tail. "Are you in season or something," he muttered under his breath as she chewed on the bit and headed forwards with a swift but steady gait. All he could hope was he didn't screw up this performance.

Ref:[link]

Image & FLS characters © =mapal
Reno & SS © *amour-interdit