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Rider: Jackson Russel
Event: DHRP Hell’s Kitchen Tour, extra image (effort judged, held on instagram)
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 Well, his wrist wasn’t broken at least. It hurt a bit and might have suffered a mild sprain after Dee managed to throw him into a fence after spooking at a Gordon Ramsey poster and bolting around the arena for a few minutes before throwing shapes Dog wasn’t sure the best of mathematicians could categorise. It was healing up well, but his cheery optimism was becoming harder and harder to maintain as dressage loomed.

   He’d spent the few days between arriving and dressage trying his best to diffuse whatever explosives had lodged themselves in his horse’s brain, untangling wires by hand walking DeeDee around the property for hours on end, low stress rides around the property while others schooled floating extended trots and restrained collected canters in the arena. It was working, but not as quickly as Dog would have hoped considering dressage was tomorrow. One benefit though was that he’d managed to coax the organisers into giving the horse’s arranged turnout periods to blow off some steam, and he’d been utilising it as much as he could. He’d never been hugely precious with his horses - to him, if jumping them over hedges and solid objects was safe, so was letting them mess about in the paddock with their friends. 

   Speaking of friends, Dee had managed to knab himself a boyfriend on the tour in the form of the opposition, a little black pony with a wide blaze and a peach nose, ridden by Alicia from the other team. They’d spoken a few times, and Dog was frankly a little unnerved by her energy, but she was a good laugh all the same. Dog knew he shouldn’t be fraternising with the enemy, but at the same time he couldn’t prevent DeeDee from finding his gay horse boyfriend. If anything Dog knew DeeDee would wingman for him if he could find his own boyfriend on the tour, but he didn’t quite see that happening.

   “Hey, Vuoto.” Dog murmured, feeling a nose at his shoulder as he stood against the railings with Dee, giving the tall stallion some TLC before bringing him back to the stable block. The smaller horse was eagerly sniffing at Dog’s pockets, definitely sensing the Lifesavers he had stashed away, and Dog offered a hand to the stallion to sniff instead. Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket, sending DeeDee’s ears flicking back and forth with a quiet alarm.

   “Oh, fuck - hey guys, it’s BeReal time!” He chimed, aiming the phone first at him and Dee and then getting a truly flattering angle of Vuoto’s nose.

   “Will I die tomorrow - yes or yes he captioned it, his breath hitching in his chest. God, he hoped he was kidding.

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Once again, not the biggest fan of my stuff for this venue, but uni and work has a habit of kicking my ass when I need it the least.

Ref: Fletch_royall on reddit (I know. I'm sorry. Desperate times.)
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