I should be doing my HW, but I really don't want to
Name: #037 FRS No Mist on the Horizon ("Hyacinthus")
Breed: Drammen Draft
Stable: Frozen Rain Stables (FRS) blizzardfang123.deviantart.com... frozen-rain-stables.deviantart...
(This is my first story for one of these dA horse shows, so I'll try my best. Sorry if it sounds stupid or anything.)
A rose gray stallion looked at the Liberty arena with a nervous look on his face. This was his first show and he was worried that he wasn’t prepared enough.
“What if I mess up? What if they don’t like me?”
He glanced over at his handler and owner; he desperately didn’t want to disappoint her. She was speaking to one of the other handlers, the one entered with an experienced stallion with flashy markings. The stallion looked at the rose gray horse and made a confident and arrogant gesture as he was lead out into the arena. The crowd cheered for the stallion as he galloped around to the music, his mane flowing in the gentle breeze. The rose gray stallion gulped. “I’m screwed.”
“Hyacinthus,” said the stallion next to him.
The rose gray stallion shifted his gaze towards the chestnut stallion. His name was Archimedes, and they lived with several other horses together at a small stable in Montana, but that was all so far away now. He was also entered in this show, but he was much calmer and relaxed.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you so nervous?”
“Nothing,” said Hyacinthus, looking back at the arena now. A bright palomino mare with dazzling blue and green markings was rearing in the center, adoring the attention she received from the people in the audience. “Just…the pressure, the competition.”
“So what, they may have fancy manes that look like feathers with fancy little speckles and be fancy magical unicorns who fight dragons or whatever from another dimension, but we’re going to be the ones who are going to win this thing,” replied Archimedes, confidently.
“Huh? Yeah, because two random, totally inexperienced stallions from a tiny stable are going to beat horses with dragon-fighting unicorn powers,” replied Hyacinthus, sarcastically.
“Well, we have one competitive edge that they don’t have: regularity,” said the chestnut stallion.
“How does that help us at all?” Hyacinthus questioned, now annoyed.
“Look, by being so boringly normal, we’re the exotic ones here. See that guy?” Archimedes pointed to an older man, resting his head on his hands, about to drift into sleep. “That guy’s seen these same horses run around doing the same thing for hours now. He, and everyone else, needs something different, something regular.”
“You’re crazy,” said Hyacinthus, his eyes wide in shock as his handler began to lead him out onto the arena.
“No, I’m just a genius, you’ll thank me later! Plus, your freaking purple, you’re like, every five-year-old girl’s dream,” shouted Archimedes, trying to lift his neigh over the preliminary round of clapping so his friend could hear. “You’ll do fine!”
“Next is number 037 FRS No Mist on the Horizon,” said a woman’s voice that boomed over the roar of the people. A song began to play as Hyacinthus stood in the middle of the field. It was “Fight the Good Fight”, and Hyacinthus had trained to this song for months now. But now he seemed to have forgotten everything. All that practice had vanished as he looked at the audience with bewildered brown eyes.
“What’s wrong with the horse?” whispered one judge to another. “He’s not moving, I think we should disqualify him.” The crowed was in a sill silence.
“Hyacinthus,” whispered Archimedes. “Move!”
Hyacinthus looked at his feathered hooves then broke out into a wild gallop. The crowd cheered once more as Hyacinthus pranced around the arena like a seasoned professional.
Eh, I tried @_@ Archimedes isn't really entering by the way, it would just have been better if he were in the story.
Drammen Points: Colored, Shaded, Intricate BG, Full Body (20 Points)
DO NOT USE THIS ARTWORK OR THIS STORY!