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Rider: Luminita Macek

Horse: Walking the Whiskey

Show: HCL LONDON

Team: Firefly Frenzy

Word count: 537

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So it began. The day started with Nita getting up at noon, eating a bowl of cereal and sweet jam and of course no breakfast was complete without proper English tea. It had been a very long time since Nita had been competing, it had taken a few days of getting used to the buzz again, but slowly she had found her place. No one had expected her to qualify for the Harpg Champions League, so it was to everyones great surprise and joy that she got one of the last spots. It was unfamiliar for her to be riding for a team. In the past she had almost always entered solo, this time several people depended on her. It was a new situation, but also very exciting and motivating. Nita was dead set on doing her absolute best for the team and for Whiskey, -which was another wild card. The mare was supposed to be retired from big shows, after many years serving Nattvik in the show ring, bringing home a decent amount of ribbons and prize money. Now they were at it again, chasing the clock and avoiding poles like good old times.

Continuing from breakfast, Nita had been cleaning her tack, polished her shoes and made all the required preparations to look dashing in the ring, but with the weather brewing in the horizon, the effort would be of little notice after the warm-up. The ground would be soggy, dirt would be sticking to gear and horse legs and the rain would was away any showshine, but heck this was what Nita and Whiskey breathed for; to be out there, competing with and against friends!

While everyone prepared for the competition, tense and nervous, Nita had never really owned nevres and decided to put her ear plugs in and turn spotify on. She had made a personalized playlist for this show alone, a collection of iconic British music varying from Beatles to Sex Pistols, Black Sabbath and the Troggs. In the middle of the refrain to God save the Queen, her boyfriend showed up unexpectedly, getting a first row experience when Nita sang her heart out into a hoof picker. Whiskey was not as impressed as Sirius however, snorting and would have rolled her eyes had she been able to. While Nita finished tacking up Whiskey, she and Sirius decided that since it was so rare they both were in London, they better make the most of it and planned to go out in the evening, looking for a place that served hot chockolate to warm up a cold and wet rider.

Once Whiskey was warmed up and they walked on long reins, waiting for their turn, Nita had a brief moment to look at the skyline, seeing the ferris wheel, feeling the chilly breeze from the Thames and the small raindrops that was turned more and more noticeable. The light drizzle from before turning into a proper downfall. Despite the weather, despite it being a big city, Nita could really see why people loved this place so much. Then the speaker announced the starting number before her and the crowd cheered loudly. Nita petted Whiskeys neck. ''Hear that girl? That is London calling''

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SO
Last time I entered anyone from Nattvik in a show that wasnt part of a collab was like... in 2016???
Dont believe me?
Have some proof LOL .:: Wild at Heart ::.

Man what have I been doing the last 2 years
oh thats right, Drakehest and art blocks hahahaha

(c) Cyprussian 2018 - no reusage

Description

Rider: Luminita Macek

Horse: Walking the Whiskey

Show: HCL LONDON

Team: Firefly Frenzy

Word count: 537

__________________________________________________

So it began. The day started with Nita getting up at noon, eating a bowl of cereal and sweet jam and of course no breakfast was complete without proper English tea. It had been a very long time since Nita had been competing, it had taken a few days of getting used to the buzz again, but slowly she had found her place. No one had expected her to qualify for the Harpg Champions League, so it was to everyones great surprise and joy that she got one of the last spots. It was unfamiliar for her to be riding for a team. In the past she had almost always entered solo, this time several people depended on her. It was a new situation, but also very exciting and motivating. Nita was dead set on doing her absolute best for the team and for Whiskey, -which was another wild card. The mare was supposed to be retired from big shows, after many years serving Nattvik in the show ring, bringing home a decent amount of ribbons and prize money. Now they were at it again, chasing the clock and avoiding poles like good old times.

Continuing from breakfast, Nita had been cleaning her tack, polished her shoes and made all the required preparations to look dashing in the ring, but with the weather brewing in the horizon, the effort would be of little notice after the warm-up. The ground would be soggy, dirt would be sticking to gear and horse legs and the rain would was away any showshine, but heck this was what Nita and Whiskey breathed for; to be out there, competing with and against friends!

While everyone prepared for the competition, tense and nervous, Nita had never really owned nevres and decided to put her ear plugs in and turn spotify on. She had made a personalized playlist for this show alone, a collection of iconic British music varying from Beatles to Sex Pistols, Black Sabbath and the Troggs. In the middle of the refrain to God save the Queen, her boyfriend showed up unexpectedly, getting a first row experience when Nita sang her heart out into a hoof picker. Whiskey was not as impressed as Sirius however, snorting and would have rolled her eyes had she been able to. While Nita finished tacking up Whiskey, she and Sirius decided that since it was so rare they both were in London, they better make the most of it and planned to go out in the evening, looking for a place that served hot chockolate to warm up a cold and wet rider.

Once Whiskey was warmed up and they walked on long reins, waiting for their turn, Nita had a brief moment to look at the skyline, seeing the ferris wheel, feeling the chilly breeze from the Thames and the small raindrops that was turned more and more noticeable. The light drizzle from before turning into a proper downfall. Despite the weather, despite it being a big city, Nita could really see why people loved this place so much. Then the speaker announced the starting number before her and the crowd cheered loudly. Nita petted Whiskeys neck. ''Hear that girl? That is London calling''

__________________________________________________

SO
Last time I entered anyone from Nattvik in a show that wasnt part of a collab was like... in 2016???
Dont believe me?
Have some proof LOL .:: Wild at Heart ::.

Man what have I been doing the last 2 years
oh thats right, Drakehest and art blocks hahahaha

(c) Cyprussian 2018 - no reusage