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Description

Placing: 1st

Event: Lights on the Beach 2023
Class entered: Barrel racing

Rider: Seiger K. Sassayev
Horse: MS Graveyard Shift

Story:
Being back on a black horse was not an altogether painless thing. Even after all these years the memory of Telesfor's untimely demise clawed at the edge of Seiger's conscience as he looked down at the dark neck before him... but naturally, that was no fault of his current mount, and he distanced himself from those memories as he reached to run his fingers through the long, luscious dark mane.

Grave, or 'Graveyard Shift' as her name was, was proving herself a trusty partner already. They had only shared a few (if intense...) rides together under Alexa's watchful eye and careful tutoring in the art of western riding. It had been a rather spontaneous dare between them that he should enter a western show, but as always Seiger was unable to back away from a challenge. Though that was a problematic character trait in many cases, in this particular case he was glad - it meant another occasion for the two to meet up. Among the other heavy-weighing issues in his life, it offered some pause. That, and he was growing rather fond of the company. In a way, it was like spending time with his lads - little jabs and good-willed roasts flying to and fro, albeit often with rather more sexual undertones than he usually employed. There were moments he was starting to wonder how they might get along, she and his lads... but, he reminded himself, better not get premature here.

The setting here at Lights at the Beach was remarkable - lights, sounds, ambience; it all came together in a way he had not yet experienced at a show venue. It was fun and different, and while the show itself was great, the prospect of visiting the fairgrounds after also held a certain appeal. He followed the motion of the ferris wheel with his eyes, already considering how perfect that location would be for making a special memory.... and then his eyes trailed back to the arena and to the lights in front of him.

Grave had been painted to fit the setting - an impromptu grooming session had led to some questionable shapes being painted onto her.... and to himself. Alexa, being Alexa, had not missed the chance to add a bright green hand print on Seiger's ass. At least that would be largely hidden for his ride... but the thought still put a smile on his face.

Total words: 403

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SURPRISE
It's a WESTIE ENTRY from yours truly #PlotTwist
Because the dark cowboy look was irresistible... can I get a YEEHAW up in here? :'>

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Seiger resides with me
Grave resides with Emii-M #thefted for this event

Description

Placing: 1st

Event: Lights on the Beach 2023
Class entered: Barrel racing

Rider: Seiger K. Sassayev
Horse: MS Graveyard Shift

Story:
Being back on a black horse was not an altogether painless thing. Even after all these years the memory of Telesfor's untimely demise clawed at the edge of Seiger's conscience as he looked down at the dark neck before him... but naturally, that was no fault of his current mount, and he distanced himself from those memories as he reached to run his fingers through the long, luscious dark mane.

Grave, or 'Graveyard Shift' as her name was, was proving herself a trusty partner already. They had only shared a few (if intense...) rides together under Alexa's watchful eye and careful tutoring in the art of western riding. It had been a rather spontaneous dare between them that he should enter a western show, but as always Seiger was unable to back away from a challenge. Though that was a problematic character trait in many cases, in this particular case he was glad - it meant another occasion for the two to meet up. Among the other heavy-weighing issues in his life, it offered some pause. That, and he was growing rather fond of the company. In a way, it was like spending time with his lads - little jabs and good-willed roasts flying to and fro, albeit often with rather more sexual undertones than he usually employed. There were moments he was starting to wonder how they might get along, she and his lads... but, he reminded himself, better not get premature here.

The setting here at Lights at the Beach was remarkable - lights, sounds, ambience; it all came together in a way he had not yet experienced at a show venue. It was fun and different, and while the show itself was great, the prospect of visiting the fairgrounds after also held a certain appeal. He followed the motion of the ferris wheel with his eyes, already considering how perfect that location would be for making a special memory.... and then his eyes trailed back to the arena and to the lights in front of him.

Grave had been painted to fit the setting - an impromptu grooming session had led to some questionable shapes being painted onto her.... and to himself. Alexa, being Alexa, had not missed the chance to add a bright green hand print on Seiger's ass. At least that would be largely hidden for his ride... but the thought still put a smile on his face.

Total words: 403

______

SURPRISE
It's a WESTIE ENTRY from yours truly #PlotTwist
Because the dark cowboy look was irresistible... can I get a YEEHAW up in here? :'>

______

Seiger resides with me
Grave resides with Emii-M #thefted for this event