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Okay idek how I managed this istg I'll never be able to replicate the groove I was in tonight

First Place!

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Horse Reference: Occupational Hazard
Horse Breed: Dutch Warmblood / KWPN
Rider Name: Marigold Rook
Stable: Acacia Grove Equestrian Centre (AUS)
Show: HARPG Expo 2022
Class: Novice Show Jumping
Extra/Participation Images: Little Warmup | TBA | TBA
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The crisp morning sun peering out from between the clouds poured in through the overhead skylights and the side windows. Still jetlagged, and exhausted from yesterday, Hamlyn wrung his hands and tapped his foot nervously, watching the light bouncing off the stallion's shiny coat as he glided past. A a few shrill whistles and "oohs" spilled from the crowd behind him as the horse bounded over the first jump with effortless scope. Rosa, as always, looked on sternly as Marigold competed. Even she seemed almost impressed with her performance, her eyes tracing the movement in the arena intently.
Hamlyn, as always, looked on nervously. Not only was it their twin sister out there, but his favourite horse- his pride and joy. They'd been working for months to get Harry ready for the show in America. He had to be fit, and he had to be up to scratch.

Hamlyn had been asked by Rosa multiple times if they wanted to ride Harry in his show jumping debut, but as usual, the offer was declined. The expo was huge, and even though it wasn't a high stakes event, the size of the crowds it attracted made it feel that way. Besides, every event is a high-stakes event to Rosa, and Hamlyn was happy on the side-lines hearing how well prepared the fit and trim horse looked rather than in the saddle getting disappointed glares following knocked poles. Of course, knocked poles were rarely a problem for Marigold. Even with her care-free nature and her borderline lazy approach to practicing, every time she competed she seemed to excel. She could be hungover, had not had breakfast and be wearing her PJs and she could still probably complete a course of jumps faster than Hamlyn- it was like she was just born to do it.

Harry and Marigold soared past the rails where the two of them were standing, Hamlyn hearing the sound of their sister's gentle, encouraging click as the air rushed past. The pair flew over the poles and Harry landed with a huff, turning sharply to face the last fence. He heard Rosa sigh with disappointed annoyance, and Hamlyn looked at her direction questioningly. Rosa noticed, briefly addressing their look with a moment of eye contact before intently staring back out at the arena. "Stride's off," she said simply, pointing toward the horse as he neared the jump, "she'll knock that one."
He leaned forward, squinting as Harry made the last few steps. They couldn't see what Rosa was talking about. She had an amazing eye for gait, and never missed anything, and even though he couldn't see it, Hamlyn knew she would be right. The horse leapt, up and over, and his back hooves brushed the top pole.

"Hmm," sighed Rosa, adjusting her watch and checking the time. The pole wobbled and teetered, but stayed in place.

Marigold pulled the stallion to a gentle trot, his sides heaving and his nostrils flared as he snorted breath in and out. She patted his neck roughly with a chuckle, cooing "good boy, good boy!" as she lead him out of the arena.

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CREDITS:
Reference: Hale Bob and Klimke CIC4* Show Jumping 1

Description
Okay idek how I managed this istg I'll never be able to replicate the groove I was in tonight

First Place!

_______________________________________________________

Horse Reference: Occupational Hazard
Horse Breed: Dutch Warmblood / KWPN
Rider Name: Marigold Rook
Stable: Acacia Grove Equestrian Centre (AUS)
Show: HARPG Expo 2022
Class: Novice Show Jumping
Extra/Participation Images: Little Warmup | TBA | TBA
_______________________________________________________

The crisp morning sun peering out from between the clouds poured in through the overhead skylights and the side windows. Still jetlagged, and exhausted from yesterday, Hamlyn wrung his hands and tapped his foot nervously, watching the light bouncing off the stallion's shiny coat as he glided past. A a few shrill whistles and "oohs" spilled from the crowd behind him as the horse bounded over the first jump with effortless scope. Rosa, as always, looked on sternly as Marigold competed. Even she seemed almost impressed with her performance, her eyes tracing the movement in the arena intently.
Hamlyn, as always, looked on nervously. Not only was it their twin sister out there, but his favourite horse- his pride and joy. They'd been working for months to get Harry ready for the show in America. He had to be fit, and he had to be up to scratch.

Hamlyn had been asked by Rosa multiple times if they wanted to ride Harry in his show jumping debut, but as usual, the offer was declined. The expo was huge, and even though it wasn't a high stakes event, the size of the crowds it attracted made it feel that way. Besides, every event is a high-stakes event to Rosa, and Hamlyn was happy on the side-lines hearing how well prepared the fit and trim horse looked rather than in the saddle getting disappointed glares following knocked poles. Of course, knocked poles were rarely a problem for Marigold. Even with her care-free nature and her borderline lazy approach to practicing, every time she competed she seemed to excel. She could be hungover, had not had breakfast and be wearing her PJs and she could still probably complete a course of jumps faster than Hamlyn- it was like she was just born to do it.

Harry and Marigold soared past the rails where the two of them were standing, Hamlyn hearing the sound of their sister's gentle, encouraging click as the air rushed past. The pair flew over the poles and Harry landed with a huff, turning sharply to face the last fence. He heard Rosa sigh with disappointed annoyance, and Hamlyn looked at her direction questioningly. Rosa noticed, briefly addressing their look with a moment of eye contact before intently staring back out at the arena. "Stride's off," she said simply, pointing toward the horse as he neared the jump, "she'll knock that one."
He leaned forward, squinting as Harry made the last few steps. They couldn't see what Rosa was talking about. She had an amazing eye for gait, and never missed anything, and even though he couldn't see it, Hamlyn knew she would be right. The horse leapt, up and over, and his back hooves brushed the top pole.

"Hmm," sighed Rosa, adjusting her watch and checking the time. The pole wobbled and teetered, but stayed in place.

Marigold pulled the stallion to a gentle trot, his sides heaving and his nostrils flared as he snorted breath in and out. She patted his neck roughly with a chuckle, cooing "good boy, good boy!" as she lead him out of the arena.

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CREDITS:
Reference: Hale Bob and Klimke CIC4* Show Jumping 1