Negotiating the Pond

Obi Wan Kenobi was known as 'The Negotiator', hence the title.

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Class entered: CCI 1* (Cross Country Portion)
Class Entry Number: #6
Horse Name: Obi Wan Kenobi [link]
Horse Age: 12
Gender: Gelding
Breed: Australian Warmblood
Name of Rider, Stable, Country: Nathan Moore, Silver Stone Stables, USA
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Nathan's heart pounded out the same rhythm as his trusty mount thundering down the course beneath him. So far so good. There had already been one fall before their run and Nathan had to admit it had shaken him up. What if something happened to Ben? What if it kept the gelding from competing ever again? By now the seasoned eventer had more than squeezed his way into the Aussie's heart. They had clicked immediately and ran like a well oiled machine...most of the time, at least. Ben was a patient teacher, though, and put up with his rider's tendency to lose his jumping position or cue wrong in the dressage arena.

Now they sped closer to the big pond, the murky tint to the water seeming foreboding. It was where the last team had fallen, becoming submerged completely, only the horse's flailing legs thrashing above the surface for a few bone-chilling seconds. Luckily all had been fine, but the rider had come up sputtering and gasping for air, accompanied with a noticeable limp. Nathan gritted his teeth and pushed harder into Ben's flanks. Were they making good time? Should he risk the longer, but safer route or go for the bank with the higher drop and a skinny waiting on the other side?

His decision making time was cut short as Ben obediently sped up at the cue and Nathan only had a few seconds to pull the reins left before he felt themselves thrown off of the muddy bank and floating above the dark water that rippled as clumps of dirt fell from the chestnut's shod hooves. A moment later and they landed with a splash, white foam shooting up to hit him in the face, blurring his vision. Nathan didn't need to see, though, to tell that his mount had lost his footing and that they were both pitching precariously forward. Blue eyes widened and golden ears perked forward intently as the pair fought to regain control in the sloshing mud and water.

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Magic Sentence: Fabians Fabulous Farting Frog

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*Melts into a puddle of sobbing goo* Uhuhuhuh.....this took way too long....but gosh am I happy to have it done. Now...just two more to go


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