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Short Story:
Elizabeth stared blankly at the arena that was set up. Today was training day and their thing was gonna be jumping. A couple of the other contestants where trotting about in dressage passes or lunging on long colorful lines. Victory's ears swiveled around in circles as she bounced from one foot to the other nearly bumping into one of the stallions being trained.
Liz sighed and urged her into a rolling gallop feeling the mare sigh with boredom as they came to the first lowest jump. Victory stopped right infront of it and stepped over slowly shooting a rogueish look back at Liz. Next jump was the same damn thing she stepped over it flicking her tail and kicking up her long legs happily.
"Victory damn it will you-" Liz started but stopped as Victory threw herself over the last jump slamming the poles down with her belly and casually munching grass. Liz jolted forward and looked startled catching the mare's smart look.


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Rider: Elizabeth Chevail
Name: Victory
Age: 8
Breed: Spavian Sporthorse
Gender: Mare
Color: Tarnished chestnut sabino.
Genotype: ee/Aa/nSb/(t)
Information: Victory is an all around showgirl. She loves being the centre of attention, and she will go to almost any lengths to keep eyes fixed on her. Though she perhaps isn't as naturally talented as some of the other horses around her, her flash and natural pizazz goes a long way towards earning her her wins.

Note she likes to make rude noises with her mouth when she knows she can get away with it.

Day one: you're lookin at it [link]
Day two: She pulls back [link]
Day three: you are here
Day four:
Day Five:

Breed by *orengel