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Bullet and Sky's inspection picture for OVEC's upcoming competition.

Kalib felt far more relaxed as he took Sky and Bullet out into the arena for their inspections. After the initial fear of being sent back, he was feeling confident in the fact that all the BS horses would pass with flying colors.
Bullet and Sky trotted side by side, exchanging little grunts of what could be assumed was conversation, before quietly turning to face the judges.
"Behave." Kalib said firmly, holding them steady.
Bullet danced a little on his hooves and squealed very quietly, but was otherwise acting accordingly.
The judge strode up to them, ran his hands over Sky's quarters and down his legs, feeling for heat and examined his hooves. He stood up, opened his ears and eyes and felt the muscles in his neck. He repeated this with Bullet, who stood with his ears slightly backwards and eyes looking uncomfrotably on the judge.
"Relax, Bullet!" Sky hissed, seeing his son's uneasiness.
"But he's... touching me!"

Art & Beaumont Stables ©: =Baringa-of-the-Wind
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Please keep your own opinions to yourself unless I ask for it - I will not be happy to hear you bashing my work.
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Description
Bullet and Sky's inspection picture for OVEC's upcoming competition.

Kalib felt far more relaxed as he took Sky and Bullet out into the arena for their inspections. After the initial fear of being sent back, he was feeling confident in the fact that all the BS horses would pass with flying colors.
Bullet and Sky trotted side by side, exchanging little grunts of what could be assumed was conversation, before quietly turning to face the judges.
"Behave." Kalib said firmly, holding them steady.
Bullet danced a little on his hooves and squealed very quietly, but was otherwise acting accordingly.
The judge strode up to them, ran his hands over Sky's quarters and down his legs, feeling for heat and examined his hooves. He stood up, opened his ears and eyes and felt the muscles in his neck. He repeated this with Bullet, who stood with his ears slightly backwards and eyes looking uncomfrotably on the judge.
"Relax, Bullet!" Sky hissed, seeing his son's uneasiness.
"But he's... touching me!"

Art & Beaumont Stables ©: =Baringa-of-the-Wind
Refs: [link] [link]

I do not appreciate critique unless I request it!
Please keep your own opinions to yourself unless I ask for it - I will not be happy to hear you bashing my work.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It's forbidden to copy, transmit, distribute, display, reproduce, sell, heavily reference, claim, trace, reuse, license or anything else, without my written permission, capiche? All rights are reserved!