The cold doesnt bother me anyway

So it seems Dylan forgot his snood/balaclava thingy at least he brought gloves i guess 

So ive done all i can for now its 4:25 am and i have to take my neice to a pantomime tomorrow ill need all the sleep i can get to ready myself for that XD

the shading on the pons is eeh i like it on otto but on nysh it didn't work out so well. if i get time to fix it i will 

appologies for the story its late here XD

featuring 
RDs Blaklion
and 
BRG Nysh 

Registration Number: 13
Show: December Monthly Show -2015 White Blood Winter Maiden Sprint 
Horses Name: RDs Blaklion
Riders Name:   Dylan Coyne
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Previous Experience: - no
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Prizes Donated: 25 points to 1st place of maiden sprint and winter mile 

Story 504 words 

It was to be Otto's first race, many weeks of training had gotten him this far and it was now time to see what he was made of. The White Blood Maiden Sprint was a mixed bag of horses some with no prior experience others with a few races under their belt. " Ill be proud of you whatever happens today boy" Dylan said patting the young colt on the neck he was alert head held high scanning the surroundings with those Heterochromic eyes his nostrils flaring, prancing nervously beside Dylan as they made their way towards the stables people all around leading horses to and fro he stopped suddenly the whites of his eyes showing " Shhh its alright" Dylan said trying to reassure the colt. He wasn't listening he began to rear but opted  to leap off the ground  all four hooves leaving the ground for moment before they came crashing down again. Otto bearing his teeth lunged toward a passer by narrowly missing their arm. Dylan didn't know what had gotten into the normally pleasant calm colt but then again anything was to be expected at his first race. 

The snow showed no signs of stopping any time soon the thick yellowy grey clouds cloaked the sky heavy feathery flakes drifted gently down before gently settling onto the snow covered ground. The cold was getting to some of the horses they all seemed a little more alert and skittish than usual. 

Soon it was time to enter the parade ring the mumbling of the awaiting crowds could be herd. Otto was getting more and more anxious and somewhat angry the closer they got to the crowd his ears pinned back his tail swishing the horse behind looked confused at the show of aggression Dylan warned the other handler to keep their distance in case he were to kick off again. Sure enough as soon as they entered the parade ring Otto was pulling away from the crowd trotting along sideways so as to face them  as they passed a particularly noisy group of people who were laughing and joking together Otto began to rear up a little then buck out when he touched down again snorting as he did so. 

Dylan was glad that they made it through that ordeal. They sure wern't going to be the crowds favorite after that display but that didn't matter there was a race to focus on they had to get through it in one piece. Otto calmed considerably as he was being loaded into the gate. He realised at that point that there was a race to be run and for what seemed like the first time all day he pricked his ears up and seemed genuinely alert and keen at the idea of what was to come. The other horses loaded in around him. Dylan couldn't help but wonder to himself what the outcome would be. he wasn't expecting wonders but he couldn't help but hope that it would be a good outcome. 

ref photo (traced) Race Day stock 22 by Skunktail17
bg reffed from photo provided by the show 2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyDJJ9-p55M…