... sober race ...

because riding in t-shirt in winter is SO badass ... I actually did not notice before I was done with the whole thing, so I will not fix it because I am lazy

entry for the winter festival held by

darn, forgot the norwegian flag. will be fixed tomorrow
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Helena walked Walking the Whiskey around the warm up arena, keeping the mare in movement untill the speaker announced their names. Luminita helped her up in the saddle while Whiskey eagered to move on. Luminita laughed and patted the lively mare. "I wish I could ride her in the show jumping, but she has been quite bored by the jumps lately and does not move her hind legs well." Luminita said with a weak smile. Helena gave Luminita a soft laugh and Helena shook her head. "Syver believe a change of rider and dicipline would do you both good. Tavaron is a nice stallion, he'll do whatever you ask him to, as long as you trust him." Helena said and Whiskey threw her head up in the air and neighed to the passing horses. "yeh, and besides, cross country scares me!" Luminita laughed and Helena laughed with her. "Now, go kick ass!" Luminita guided Helena and Whiskey to the start line.

As the clock started, Whiskey exploded under the saddle and jumped over the first fence like a maniac. Syver went up to Luminita, his head tilting to the left and his eyebrow bent. "Tell me, Luminita... why on earth do Helena ride in this cold weather in only a t-shirt?!"
Luminita laughed. "oh, that viking!"
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Time: 3 hours
refrence: some brushes i'll find tomorrow
Music: [link]

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