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Charm is a crazy girl.
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This is Midnight being well, Midnight.
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Lipizzaner Stallions
Rupp Arena
January 30, 2011

I am crazy proud of this shot. It has to be my favorite so far.
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Sebestjen: "What was the point with that, throwing me off! It was just Killer!"
Bidziil: *Yeah... Killer...*

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Hehe, I think that Killer laid in the grass when Sebbe and Bidziil passed by. And as the most cats do, he jumped right infront of Bidziils hooves :lmao: Poor Sebbe and Bidziil.

I am pleased with Sebbes pose, I didn't use any ref, so Im happy with it :giggle:
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Rosendal is proud to announce that Mimiteh is pregnant again :la: We never noticed anything untill her belly started to grow and Bidziil is always close to her, protecting her. He has often been seen chasing away Contra from Mimiteh when he have comed up to great, but Siamsa and Terpsichorse are more than welcome to great the mare.

Mimiteh has only had one foal before, and that was Siamsa. I wonder what it will beome of this? :giggle:
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:sing: Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
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Mimiteh thought it was heavy so Bidziil will help her pull the sleigh :giggle:

Want to join the ride in a one horse open sleigh? :giggle:
Just shout it out and Jump in! :la: Maybe if we are to many and the sleigh becomes to heavy, yet another horse will help Mim and Bidziil to pull it through the snow ;)

We are in the sleigh so far;
:iconjullelin: :iconeternalstartrail: :iconmeykka: :iconrunninghorsespirit: :iconmistyhills: :iconvalley-of-fury: :iconfoxydj: :iconthenorthgirl:
:iconphantommax: :iconsweet-oaks-stables: :iconanimehorses4eva: :iconfreerose: :iconhorsegirl558: :icondaftpunkpitbull: :iconmaeix2: :iconprints-of-hooves:

Oh, we need another horse! :lmao:
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Shinto :dummy:
and Briganty ^^

i really have to draw once all palominos/flaxen chestnuts at RPS oO...they are so different xD

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Lyo competes with Eiskalt..
Shinto with Briganty.

the huge difference. NO Shinto doesnt wants to make fun of herself xD

This is Briganty's first competition....and she feels like....her mare has to do justice
to her Sire...Brisk Birgand and her Dam...Bacardi Sunset.
Its not just a "lets see how she will work out"- case.
Lyo is most of the time relaxed at Competitions, because he is the opinion him and his
Horse are doing their best and they cant do anythign else either.
Shinto tried to make everything best as she could too, but if she would fail with Briganty,
She'd just realize she couldnt make as good training with Briganty like the owners from her parents.
So she kinda had all the Swedish Warmblood owners on her mind who would think,
RPS can't handle Warmbloods at all XD


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Event: 3 Day Event - Dressage by *RainbowFountains

Horse: RPS Becstelen Briganty (Swedish Warmblood)
Rider: Leah Merrino "Shinto"

Stable: Royale Pirate Stable

Music: Sean Paul - Temperature [link]


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Shinto & Briganty © by the Cursed Pirate
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Christmas Coupon training for *inglorious-vikings :D
The time has come for Wolferl to arrive with Hugh.

Wolferl was the snowmustang who arrived at last, and he was already doing reaally good.
Him and Hugh came for some Dressage training.
Sometimes he was all alone in the Arena but sometimes others where training too.
Like today :D
Cody and Mike joined Hugh and Wolferl too. While they where doing some warm up,
the Pony Lentilka joined with Haley too. The little Daughter from Lyo was just learning some
more serious horseriding. She was only riding bareback in the summer before.


Pirate: Cody! have a look at Hugh..he is sitting fantabulous on Wolferl and is giving the right commands!
Also your stirrups are too short, this time you're not flatracing ma' dear jockey.

Cody: but Daamon..why am i always doing Will's job....he should come back from his YFS-holiday
and ride his blondies.

Pirate: He is collecting experiences there Codiac, please focus on your seat! Daww
you're doing greaaat Haley x33 just dont let Lentilka making the round shorter..hm?!
Oh HUGH look at that wonderful collected trot :D amazing!

Cody: *le sigh*


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Hugh & Wolferl © by *inglorious-vikings
Mike & Cody, Lentilka & Haley © by the Cursed Pirate
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had been practising colouring when i had no internet xD
but i think i will find better soem cartoonish colouring....
have the feeling its not mah style.



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William is now at YFS to work with their Obertaurer Platina Keyes :D

He really thinks Sammy is one cool fella XP
Also he heard he is going to enter that extreme showjumping,
he will be there to watch his dad and Lyo, but now he will
watch Sammy vvery closely too :D
He is pretty sure that young rider has lotsa talent ^^
i bet they can share maaany experiences!
William entered already a Cross Country and a dressage competition...plus he placed second at a TB Race.

Name: William Rodriguez
Age: 16 years
Discipline: Cross Country, Dressage, Flat Racing
His Horses: RPS Badass, RPS Mike, RPS Duedate


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Sammy, Quarantine, Platina Keyes © by *Mendokusee
William © by the Cursed Pirate
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campolina horses
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Saw this one in a exposition in Belo Horizonte, Brazil
quite a horse, hun?
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This mare is so sweet
she was following me while I walk in the fields

This photo is participating on :iconnoob-photography: "Together'' contest [link]
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I considered "breeding" her, having it fail and then letting you have the news, but a) technology is much better than that and mares can be tested for such a thing, and b) I am not that mean.

Anayehi is barren, folks. I've known since the twin birth that the runt of the pair would never reproduce.

Imagine my RNG-directed rage when it was the filly with no functional uterus that rolled talent in the nineties. :XD:

Anna may return to training; I haven't decided yet. :/ If she doesn't, she'll spend the next few seasons at least as a track pony.

Name: Anayehi (Part of the name of a Cherokee fire spirit)
Barn name: Anna
Gender: Mare
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 14.2hh
Color: Bay
Genotype: Ee AA
Markings: RH stocking with ermine spots; star
Temperament: Timid, gentle and unfailaingly friendly. Anna trails her twin around like a happy puppy, gleefully and goofily playing copycat to everything big sister does.
Discipline: Racing (retired), jumping prospect, eventing prospect
Bloodlines: Pipinoukhe x Incandesce

Shows and awards:
Rivervale Inaugural Show, Baby Class, 5th Place
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I hadn't planned on having this breeding this season, but... to be honest? This season is suh-LOW. With a capital LOW. So I figured I'd just do it now, count on being superproductive when the holidays hit, and have their baby born first so I can whiz Covergirl back to =Hazel-rah. :XD: I may decide to magically time-freeze the foal in the future, because I have Plans for her.

It's a her. I know her name and genetics and just about everything already. I HAVE DRAWN HER. And she's adorable.

Shut up, this is my first Geist baby, what were you expecting? Nonchalance and logic?

Poltergeist x DD Covergirl
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FEBRUARY PART ONE! Day 1-14. :XD:

Previously on:


"It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it."
--François de la Rochefoucauld (1630-1680)


Laurence didn't understand. The huge white horse had so much power. He was elegant and well put-together despite his size. His stride covered what seemed like miles. Ephialtes had proven that there was fire in his belly.

Why wouldn't he go?

Why did he sit, pinning his ears and fighting his rider, at the back of the field, barely condescending to keep up? He was so much better than these horses. He had given the early favourite for Horse of the Year a run for his money in the morning. What was wrong with this competition? For the first time in his career Laurence wished someone would just bump into him already, but they were all too far ahead to be any help.

As usual, Cory deigned to pretend interest in the final furlong, barely picking off the two back markers before crossing the wire eighth of ten. Often after an impressive workout or victory, a trainer will claim that his horse was breathing so softly he wouldn't blow out a candle; in this case it was completely true. Corvus, the white giant, had made so little an effort that he practically walked off the track already cooled out. He was covered in Gulfstream dirt but hadn't broken a sweat.

Laurence only got more frustrated as the day went on. Cory's third straight failure to hit the board became even more bizarre when the horse he'd challenged in a scorching five-furlong workout pranced, shining and magnificent, into the paddock the 3-5 favourite in the GI Donn Handicap. Ephialtes himself had struggled to put the white horse away, and here he was, dark and rich and furious, looking for all the world like an invincible favourite while his morning nemesis thudded home eighth in a field of non-winners.

He must have been too quiet sitting on the couch in the jockeys' room, watching Bolt snort and dance on the television screen, because June climbed off his lap, sat on the overstuffed cushion beside him and began to examine him in that way she had. "I'm concerned, let me help," and so forth. Only this time it had nothing to do with
that and the look on June's face had begun to only serve to remind him that she knew he was keeping things from her.

"It's Cory," he muttered, determined not to think about the other thing. "You saw 'im take on Bolt, an' 'e won' run in de afternoon, an' I don' know why."

"Maybe," June ventured, "if you stopped whipping him..."

She managed to look slightly repentant when he fixed her with an unfathomable stare. A moment or two of silence passed before Laurence rose, fetched one of his whips, and returned to the couch. He handed the whip to June, holding out the leather flat at its tip. "Dis is a standard race whip," he said. "Dey used to sting en tabarnac, but a couple years ago de jockeys' unions decided to use dese ones instead of de ol' ones."

"What's different about these ones?" she asked, wary.

He tapped the leather flat. "Dis part. Is so big dat de sting don' sting no more. Makes a big noise, but if you use it like you're supposed to, it don' hurt."

"Oh."

She fingered the whip, looking a little uncomfortable, and Laurence thought she wanted to say something else, but the horses were loading for the Donn and Ellie had bounced onto the arm rest on his other side to watch.

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Bolt rippled; there really wasn't another verb for it. There was something different about him this year, something more intense. He put something akin to passion into his every movement. The swish of his tail felt like the crack of a bullwhip. Every thump of his hoof into the dirt felt like the distant rumble before an earthquake. When he arched his neck, Frankie held his breath. When he fixed the assistant starters with his challenging glare, the hardened horsemen hesitated.

And when he contracted every muscle in his haunch at once, shoveling his hind feet against the earth, Frankie could only twist his fingers in the dark golden mane and hold on. Bolt broke two lengths ahead of the field, and then shut off the rockets, staring at the horses around him as if embarassed for them. He allowed them to struggle ahead of him, practically cantering at the tail end of the pack.

The pacesetter was carving out a slow pace; Frankie could feel Bolt growing impatient. The painted colt ran up on the next horse and harassed him, twisting his neck and baring his teeth by the dark bay's haunch. Far ahead, the frontrunner slowed down the pace even more, and Ephialtes had enough. Without warning he accelerated, flitting past the poor colt he'd been bullying and nearly unseating Frankie with his burst of speed. The jockey did not attempt to stop him.

Across the infield, voices rose in disbelief. The track announcer's call abruptly hit fever pitch. The field straightened out on the backstretch, and there was Bolt on the far outside, his stride huge, gobbling up the earth and spitting it out behind him with such force that the dust rose in a great cloud. In a quarter of a mile, he caught the leader and leaned into him, ears pinned in challenge.
Run with me, he seemed to whisper to the hapless colt to his inside. And then, louder, stronger. His challenge became a shrieking battle as he hooked his opponent and banked into the far turn. Cagar's son carved a new pace, and suddenly :24 3/5 and :49 4/5 became quarters of :23, :22 4/5. When Ephialtes turned for home, he had already dispatched the exhausted pacesetter and opened up a two-length lead.

The mile gone in 1:35 3/5, Frankie at last bent over Bolt's neck and asked.

The painted colt had more to give. He kicked, harder than before, and lunged into the stretch drive. Gulfstream's stands blurred in Frankie's periphery. The caller's voice cracked, and Bolt's lead expanded. The camera flashed, almost comically unnecessary. The teletimer froze: 1:47 3/5.

Back in the jocks' room, Ellie whooped, throwing her arms up, nearly falling off the armrest in her excitement. Laurence set loose a string of curses that had June blushing, but he barely noticed; his mind was still on the white horse.

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Ellie skipped down the shed row whistling, the latest issue of the Blood-Horse magazine, rolled open to a certain page, in her fist. She paused, her good mood momentarily ruined, when she spotted June leaning Laurence against a post with her tongue down his throat, but then suddenly remembered she had a good reason to break them up and felt much better about it all.

They didn't even notice her coming until she bopped Laurence over the head with the magazine.

"Want to torment yourself
even more?" she chirped as the disheveled couple tried to compose themselves. Serves them right for inappropriate PDAs, Ellie complained to herself.

"Ma chouette, t'es encore plus cruelle que j'ai pensé*," Laurence sighed, but gestured for the magazine anyway. Ellie knew the moment he'd understood.

She'd seen the tiny article, barely a blurb really in a bottom corner of the feature they were running on Ephialtes. On the surface, the whole set of articles chronicled Bolt's beginnings as a late-blooming understudy to Manit and then Anna and Poltergeist, this is his year, can't wait for him to meet Thisismyboomstick, etc, etc. But some astute writer had apparently seen Bolt and Corvus work together, and cautioned readers that when the white colt figured himself out, he would be a force to reckon with.

Ellie watched Laurence's expression change by the moment, before finally settling on a wistful sigh. "I thought you might want to keep that," she said. "You know... motivation, or something." She had more to say, but she hesitated for a moment.

Then, June tried to read the article over Laurence's shoulder; the journalist's face went from curiosity to something darker in an instant, and Ellie found the courage to speak again.

"Um, Laurence, if you could just let Chloe and Frankie know..."

She didn't have time to finish her sentence, though because the subject of her confession was shouting from behind her, "Hey, girl, you coming? Fastest car on the road's not gonna wait forever!"

Laurence's eyes went from the article, to Eddie, to Ellie faster than she could track them. "Elizabet," he murmured.

Ellie folded her arms over her chest and stuck out one hip. "Yes?"

Then June said, "Eddie Ne? I never figured you for his type," and Ellie nearly snapped her neck. She looked to Laurence, seeking defense, but he seemed to be agreeing with June at the moment.

"Oh, for goodness's sake," Ellie said, throwing her hands up. "You talk like he's not capable of taking a girl out in the car without screwing her. Which, ew, not even thinking about right now."

"If I was planning on seducing you, girl, 'ew' would not be the word you'd be using." Eddie finally came up behind her then, and Ellie fixed Laurence's predictable darkening of expression with a mighty glare. Her guard dog looked like he was going to move anyway, so Ellie threw caution right out the window.

"I'm sure I wouldn't, Eds," she said, turning to him with a sickly-sweet smile. "But, see, as much as I do like Isabelle I don't really care to share the bodily fluids I'm not so sure you'd wash off those seats. Happy Valentine's Day, Laurence."

With a flick of her blonde hair Ellie turned and bounced off in the direction whence Eddie had come.

-----

Laurence glared hard as Eddie's eyebrows climbed and the younger jock watched Ellie's exit with something close to disbelief. "You mess aroun', kid..." Laurence threatened, and he made a somewhat alarming gesture with his hands.

A derisive sound escaped from Eddie's throat, and he left as quickly as Ellie had.

June's hands closed around Laurence's bicep, and he deflated a bit. "If he tries anyting wit her, je défonce le p'tit crisse avec un--**"

"Laurence!"

He deflated the rest of the way and turned to look at her, confused. "What?"

She pouted a bit, arms folded. "You're swearing again, aren't you?"

"I jus' called 'im p'tit crisse, which he is!"

June's pout deepened.

Laurence sighed. "Fine. If he tries anyting wit her, je défonce le p'tit très agaçant avec un--***"

"Laurence."

He smirked at her. She didn't relent. He sighed again. "Okay, ma chère. Compris. Viens içi.****" Laurence opened his arms and gathered her up in them, holding her close until her tense posture softened a bit. "Dere, dat's better," he murmured, and tucked the rolled-up magazine into his back pocket before he kissed her.



Some translations for the confused:
*Little cabbage, you're even more cruel than I thought.
**I'll violate the little bastard in the bum with a--
***I'll violate the little annoying thing in the bum with a--
****Okay, darling. Understood. Come here.

I've explained little cabbage (chouette) before, but it's an endearment usually aimed at young girls by family members. Ellie's eighteen now, but neither guard dog has grown out of the word. :XD:


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Name: Ephialtes
Barn name: Bolt
Gender: Colt
Breed: Thoroughbred
Age: 4
Height: 17hh
Color: Liver chestnut sabino
Genotype: ee AA nSb
Markings: Sabino stockings on four legs; extended snip over left nostril and lip
Temperament: Somehow, Bolt managed to inherit the opposite of his sire's temper, and compound it with his dam's. There's a reason we named him after a storm god. However, he isn't really all that dangerous as long as he has an experienced handler; there's just a lot of bounce and fire in him. Plus, he may actually be louder and more vocal than mom.
Discipline: Racing
Preferred distance: Unknown
Running style: Midpack
Bloodlines: Cagar x Anemoi
Offspring: N/A
For stud/lease: Unavailable - too young
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Arabian/Fjord cross. (She's closly related to both Sha and Symbol and one of the Chestnut arabians in my gallery ;). Sha is her Uncle:P )

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Shot with a Nikon D700... gosh, I'll definitely buy one of those when my D200 finally gives up...

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Same Stallion as in the previous photo.
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arabian stallion Exel in winter
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arabian stallion Diplomnik
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arabian stallion Diplomnik (not mine)
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