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I could honestly cry with pride right now :,)

I’m DONNNEEEE
ffffinnnallllyyy
some actual art for once since school has engulfed me in an endless art block. But uh school is canceled along with mostly everything else so lots of art time!!
i always like to reflect back on my art and compare the development of it all and uhM around this time last year Junee was thrown into the AusWBA ‘s trials with this lovely image I was very proud of:

and now she’s really truly a dancing queen, or should I say a Shinay dancing queen. I am super super excited for this show and I am so so happy with how this turned out.
While my story didn’t wrap around the way I wanted it to I figured it was only appropriate to recognize female characters of my unannounced ‘storyline’ for a late National Woman’s Day celebration as seeing as they all are queens (in their own way *squints eyes at Eden*) but anyways, I was super excited to enter this show and good luck to all the other participants!

Horse :(MCF) Junivee
Rider :Carol Curlette
Show Journal:THE FREDENSBORG ROYAL DRESSAGE EVENT
Class: Advance Medium Class
Country: United States
Stable: Moose Creek Farms
starting number: 410

Extras:
A walk through the trees

Story:
Carol had patiently been sitting.
She stared at her lap as Eden pulled her thick and wave hair together into a bun and seemed to wax it all down before slipping in a gold pin. Eden looked up, and looked at Carol.
“Carol, you look like a queen” Eden spoke, smiling at Carol’s reflection in the mirror.
“And here comes your crown” Eden chuckled, lifting a hat onto her head and tucking it carefully on her head, firm enough so it wouldn’t fall off.
Carol looked up, and immediately her stomach was rolling.
A queen?
A Queen held her head high, and there were plenty of other women in the world that deserved the title but she wasn’t one of them. If anyone deserved that title it was Eden, or Junee, or Lilli, or Miss Belle. There were plenty of women in the world who deserved to be called queens.
What about all these other women riders she was competing against? They were all just as, or more so, talented and deserved the title of ‘Queens’ as she was told she did.
“T-thanks Eden,” Carol spoke, glancing up into the mirror. Surely a queen would look more beautiful than this?
“Of course! Now go show off Junee, she deserves some recognition!” Eden chuckled and patted her shoulder, glancing to the door where she could see Micah holding the carefully plaited mare who truly looked like a star. She stood silently, half asleep with her coat gleaming.
“Yes, especially after the amount of work we’ve put in… where is Linc?” She asked, she glanced to Eden, smiling a bit. She liked that Eden had referred to Junee as her horse, though yes, the mare belonged to Eden but it always felt like the room got more tight when Eden spoke of the mare in such a way.
“Mhm..” Eden mumbled before walking to Junee, “I’m not really sure where he is. Probably went to get some drinks or something, ya know? He will be back. He wouldn’t miss something like this.” She chuckled, then glanced back to Carol.
“Alright, lets get you up. Your warmup is about to start.” She spoke, stroking her horse as she watched Carol. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Lincoln walking towards them, and Eden pressed her lips together but noticed Carol smile when she noticed the man.
Oh she was smitten. Carol never seemed to be one to have much confidence around boys but Eden could see now, just how comfortable she was around Lincoln. She supposed that a few months of training together would make them good friends. Or was it more? Were they more than friends at this point? Eden watched how they spoke to each other, but stayed in their own respected places. Carol seemed like a hungry fan girl, but Lincoln? He was laid back, calm, he didn’t look at Carol as anything but a friend.
That’s sad.
Eden gulped, “Carol, come on, they just called for your class” she chuckled, starting to walk towards a nearby mounting block they had brought. Junee followed in pursuit, yawning and flicking her tail around as she did so.
Carol glanced over to Eden and nodded, walking to the mounting block while Lincoln stood by Micah. Eventually he followed, after the girl had mounted the horse.
“You and Junee are dazzling! That gold was a nice touch I must say” he chuckled, giving Carol a wink in which she blushed from.
“It was mostly Eden’s doing. If I remember correctly Eden, you said ‘go big or go home. And gold is definitely going big’” Carol grinned, her cheeks dimpling.
“Oh is that so? Eden I never knew you could be such a fashion star. Maybe you can help me pick out my jackets when I start showing again?” He teased, earning an eye roll.
“Nothing can help you Lincoln.” Eden retorted before starting off with her camera. “Keep Junee safe! Or I’ll….” her words faded into a mutter, a mutter that Carol was glad she couldn’t hear. She didn’t need anymore worries for the day.
“Alright Carol, get her into a working walk, stretch her out, loose rein. Only use the top one, the other she gets a bit sensitive with remember?” Lincoln spoke, ushering the girl to the rail as he entered the warmup and stood in the center out of harm’s way.
Junee knee what was happening. She got to working, listening well to her rider and letting out a few snorts here and there. Her well proportioned body shone brightly under the white clouds. Maybe it would snow. Or rain. Hopefully not.
Carol was ringing with nerves. But she had made it this far, no turning back now. Junee and her were ready! They had been practicing for months. Especially with this pattern. All the mare had needed was some simple tuneups, and Carol got some day to day training on top of the dressage horses both at the new facility in Australia and in the surrounding barns. Without Eden’s knowledge, Lincoln had gotten atop Junee to help get her into gear and remind her of what it was like to get into dressage mode, which was fairly easy seeing as the horse practically had the memory of an elephant.
“Good, now relax back, let her move off your seat, balance yourself. Remember the yoga we did” Lincoln spoke, giving a lighthearted grin. They had been ‘experimenting’ ways to help Carol learn to calm and balance herself, and so far it had honestly worked out pretty well. Yoga could truly do wonders in balancing.
Carol couldn’t hold back her chuckle, but she had already been thinking about it. She sat comfortably in the saddle, so the ball of her feet were comfortably sitting in the stirrups. She was balanced, and she could tell because Junee walked with confident steps rather than the hesitant ones Carol began noticing when Junee realized her rider wasn’t completely center in the saddle.
“Let’s get her moving, trotting…” Linc called, watching as Carol gathered herself.
Within what seemed like a flash she was trotting into the actual show arena. She was centered. She stopped on the X and for once, everything seemed to be going right.
(1048 Words)

all characters belong to me
References used (but none traced):
Horse reference - I really tried to find the original image of this, I did a reverse photo search which lead me to this website but I cannot read the language it was in so I wasn’t able to find the original.

Background was referenced from the resources that were given.

Description

I could honestly cry with pride right now :,)

I’m DONNNEEEE
ffffinnnallllyyy
some actual art for once since school has engulfed me in an endless art block. But uh school is canceled along with mostly everything else so lots of art time!!
i always like to reflect back on my art and compare the development of it all and uhM around this time last year Junee was thrown into the AusWBA ‘s trials with this lovely image I was very proud of:

and now she’s really truly a dancing queen, or should I say a Shinay dancing queen. I am super super excited for this show and I am so so happy with how this turned out.
While my story didn’t wrap around the way I wanted it to I figured it was only appropriate to recognize female characters of my unannounced ‘storyline’ for a late National Woman’s Day celebration as seeing as they all are queens (in their own way *squints eyes at Eden*) but anyways, I was super excited to enter this show and good luck to all the other participants!

Horse :(MCF) Junivee
Rider :Carol Curlette
Show Journal:THE FREDENSBORG ROYAL DRESSAGE EVENT
Class: Advance Medium Class
Country: United States
Stable: Moose Creek Farms
starting number: 410

Extras:
A walk through the trees

Story:
Carol had patiently been sitting.
She stared at her lap as Eden pulled her thick and wave hair together into a bun and seemed to wax it all down before slipping in a gold pin. Eden looked up, and looked at Carol.
“Carol, you look like a queen” Eden spoke, smiling at Carol’s reflection in the mirror.
“And here comes your crown” Eden chuckled, lifting a hat onto her head and tucking it carefully on her head, firm enough so it wouldn’t fall off.
Carol looked up, and immediately her stomach was rolling.
A queen?
A Queen held her head high, and there were plenty of other women in the world that deserved the title but she wasn’t one of them. If anyone deserved that title it was Eden, or Junee, or Lilli, or Miss Belle. There were plenty of women in the world who deserved to be called queens.
What about all these other women riders she was competing against? They were all just as, or more so, talented and deserved the title of ‘Queens’ as she was told she did.
“T-thanks Eden,” Carol spoke, glancing up into the mirror. Surely a queen would look more beautiful than this?
“Of course! Now go show off Junee, she deserves some recognition!” Eden chuckled and patted her shoulder, glancing to the door where she could see Micah holding the carefully plaited mare who truly looked like a star. She stood silently, half asleep with her coat gleaming.
“Yes, especially after the amount of work we’ve put in… where is Linc?” She asked, she glanced to Eden, smiling a bit. She liked that Eden had referred to Junee as her horse, though yes, the mare belonged to Eden but it always felt like the room got more tight when Eden spoke of the mare in such a way.
“Mhm..” Eden mumbled before walking to Junee, “I’m not really sure where he is. Probably went to get some drinks or something, ya know? He will be back. He wouldn’t miss something like this.” She chuckled, then glanced back to Carol.
“Alright, lets get you up. Your warmup is about to start.” She spoke, stroking her horse as she watched Carol. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Lincoln walking towards them, and Eden pressed her lips together but noticed Carol smile when she noticed the man.
Oh she was smitten. Carol never seemed to be one to have much confidence around boys but Eden could see now, just how comfortable she was around Lincoln. She supposed that a few months of training together would make them good friends. Or was it more? Were they more than friends at this point? Eden watched how they spoke to each other, but stayed in their own respected places. Carol seemed like a hungry fan girl, but Lincoln? He was laid back, calm, he didn’t look at Carol as anything but a friend.
That’s sad.
Eden gulped, “Carol, come on, they just called for your class” she chuckled, starting to walk towards a nearby mounting block they had brought. Junee followed in pursuit, yawning and flicking her tail around as she did so.
Carol glanced over to Eden and nodded, walking to the mounting block while Lincoln stood by Micah. Eventually he followed, after the girl had mounted the horse.
“You and Junee are dazzling! That gold was a nice touch I must say” he chuckled, giving Carol a wink in which she blushed from.
“It was mostly Eden’s doing. If I remember correctly Eden, you said ‘go big or go home. And gold is definitely going big’” Carol grinned, her cheeks dimpling.
“Oh is that so? Eden I never knew you could be such a fashion star. Maybe you can help me pick out my jackets when I start showing again?” He teased, earning an eye roll.
“Nothing can help you Lincoln.” Eden retorted before starting off with her camera. “Keep Junee safe! Or I’ll….” her words faded into a mutter, a mutter that Carol was glad she couldn’t hear. She didn’t need anymore worries for the day.
“Alright Carol, get her into a working walk, stretch her out, loose rein. Only use the top one, the other she gets a bit sensitive with remember?” Lincoln spoke, ushering the girl to the rail as he entered the warmup and stood in the center out of harm’s way.
Junee knee what was happening. She got to working, listening well to her rider and letting out a few snorts here and there. Her well proportioned body shone brightly under the white clouds. Maybe it would snow. Or rain. Hopefully not.
Carol was ringing with nerves. But she had made it this far, no turning back now. Junee and her were ready! They had been practicing for months. Especially with this pattern. All the mare had needed was some simple tuneups, and Carol got some day to day training on top of the dressage horses both at the new facility in Australia and in the surrounding barns. Without Eden’s knowledge, Lincoln had gotten atop Junee to help get her into gear and remind her of what it was like to get into dressage mode, which was fairly easy seeing as the horse practically had the memory of an elephant.
“Good, now relax back, let her move off your seat, balance yourself. Remember the yoga we did” Lincoln spoke, giving a lighthearted grin. They had been ‘experimenting’ ways to help Carol learn to calm and balance herself, and so far it had honestly worked out pretty well. Yoga could truly do wonders in balancing.
Carol couldn’t hold back her chuckle, but she had already been thinking about it. She sat comfortably in the saddle, so the ball of her feet were comfortably sitting in the stirrups. She was balanced, and she could tell because Junee walked with confident steps rather than the hesitant ones Carol began noticing when Junee realized her rider wasn’t completely center in the saddle.
“Let’s get her moving, trotting…” Linc called, watching as Carol gathered herself.
Within what seemed like a flash she was trotting into the actual show arena. She was centered. She stopped on the X and for once, everything seemed to be going right.
(1048 Words)

all characters belong to me
References used (but none traced):
Horse reference - I really tried to find the original image of this, I did a reverse photo search which lead me to this website but I cannot read the language it was in so I wasn’t able to find the original.

Background was referenced from the resources that were given.