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Mehe, another piece for the adoption tryout for #2, zakharovstudbook.deviantart.co… , wanted to practice my writing a bit and since my other comic is going nowhere due to lack of story I missed making comic pages, so made this little strip of pics, had some text too, but don´t really feel like adding them now...might do later, we´ll see^_^anyways, Billy´s riding Pajazzo and having lots of fun, Nico...is nervous but I think Dunai is calming him down, www.deviantart.com/art/Winters…
The gray stallion stepped around in the stable hall in excitement as Bill tried for the third time to get the saddle on properly. He swung it over Pajazzos back and just like the two times before the stallion sidestepped, pushing the boy backwards, resulting in the saddle going too far and sliding to far and dropping to the floor on the other side. Bill sighed, gently nudged Pajazzo in the shoulder urging him to back up a little, but the stallion just snorted and stood his ground.

- Tsk, you Ass...Bill hummed in a soft voice as he bend down and pressed himself under the horses´neck. Pajazzo responded by throwing his head high up in the air and snorting loudly again.

- If you´re that eager to get going then stand still already and let me finish this, Billy spoke again, picking up and brushing the saddle off.

- Billy, ya wan me ta help? Nico had been watching the whole thing while speaking with the stable owner in the other end of the hallway.

The young boy sighed, looked at the watch, and then passed the saddle over to his instructor. It had already been 40 minutes and he knew Nico didn´t have all day, even though he thought it was kinda fun to play the waiting game with the stallion.
Nico grabbed the saddle and walked up to Pajazzos left side, the stallion watching him carefully, and just as the saddle was lowered the stallion sidestepped. Nico held the saddle just above the horses' back stepping after when he side stepped, still not putting the saddle down. The stallion snorted, took another step to the side, followed by Nico still just resting the saddle against his back. Pajazzo shook his head and gave a loud snort as he pressed himself as far to the side as he could, but the ropes held him in the middle of the hallway and Nico had no problem keeping the saddle in the exact same place. Billy watched intently as the routine went on, the stallion moved left and right, Nico moved with him still not putting the saddle down. After a few minutes of dancing back and forth Pajazzo seemed to realize this little trick wouldn´t work and suddenly stopped, letting Nico saddle him with no further problem. Billy admired his instructor, he wanted to be just like him, just as patient and calm, still he´d need to grow at least another meter to be able to do the same thing Nico had done, god he hated being so puny! If he had strong arm muscles he would probably be able to do it, but he wasn´t kidding himself, there was no way he could hold the saddle above his head as long as it had taken for Paparazzo to stop stirring.
Maybe this was all a bad idea, he had first seen the stallion 2 years ago when his father had gone with him to the racetracks on a weekend. He had dreamt of becoming a jockey, before the problems with his eyes started, and he could still remember vividly the gray stallion delaying the third race of the day by refusing to enter the starting gate. Pajazzo had danced around on his hind legs, head thrown back almost headbutting the jockey desperately trying to get the unruly horse in check. After fighting with his jockey for a while Pajazzo walked straight into the staring cage with no fuss, like nothing had happened. The starting bell rang and the horses flew out of the cages taking aim on the first hedge. On the outside of the pack the gray stallion worked his way past the competitors, coming out ahead after the first turn, took the first jump perfectly, then suddenly the horse threw his head up and came to a sliding stop in the middle of the inner railing. The crowd gasped and the panicking jockey put his whole weight on the reins and used his whip to have the stallion move to the side. Pajazzo responded by spinning around and going up on his hind legs just as the first of the other horses jeer past him to the right. The jockey screamed and whipped him forcefully but the stallion just reared again in protest. Now the entire pack of 17 horses flew past in a chaos of bodies slamming into each other to avoid crashing with the stallion. Bill remember being furious with the jockey for being an incapable idiot, siding with the rebellious horse who proudly walked off the track just seconds later.
Ever since then Billy had followed the crazy gray stallion, visiting stables and hanging out at the track to watch him in training, and now he was finally for sale! And to such a low price Billy would be able to buy him without any help from his parents. Still, he wanted Nico to speak his mind about it first, hopefully the tryout would go smooth...hopefully!

Description

Mehe, another piece for the adoption tryout for #2, zakharovstudbook.deviantart.co… , wanted to practice my writing a bit and since my other comic is going nowhere due to lack of story I missed making comic pages, so made this little strip of pics, had some text too, but don´t really feel like adding them now...might do later, we´ll see^_^anyways, Billy´s riding Pajazzo and having lots of fun, Nico...is nervous but I think Dunai is calming him down, www.deviantart.com/art/Winters…
The gray stallion stepped around in the stable hall in excitement as Bill tried for the third time to get the saddle on properly. He swung it over Pajazzos back and just like the two times before the stallion sidestepped, pushing the boy backwards, resulting in the saddle going too far and sliding to far and dropping to the floor on the other side. Bill sighed, gently nudged Pajazzo in the shoulder urging him to back up a little, but the stallion just snorted and stood his ground.

- Tsk, you Ass...Bill hummed in a soft voice as he bend down and pressed himself under the horses´neck. Pajazzo responded by throwing his head high up in the air and snorting loudly again.

- If you´re that eager to get going then stand still already and let me finish this, Billy spoke again, picking up and brushing the saddle off.

- Billy, ya wan me ta help? Nico had been watching the whole thing while speaking with the stable owner in the other end of the hallway.

The young boy sighed, looked at the watch, and then passed the saddle over to his instructor. It had already been 40 minutes and he knew Nico didn´t have all day, even though he thought it was kinda fun to play the waiting game with the stallion.
Nico grabbed the saddle and walked up to Pajazzos left side, the stallion watching him carefully, and just as the saddle was lowered the stallion sidestepped. Nico held the saddle just above the horses' back stepping after when he side stepped, still not putting the saddle down. The stallion snorted, took another step to the side, followed by Nico still just resting the saddle against his back. Pajazzo shook his head and gave a loud snort as he pressed himself as far to the side as he could, but the ropes held him in the middle of the hallway and Nico had no problem keeping the saddle in the exact same place. Billy watched intently as the routine went on, the stallion moved left and right, Nico moved with him still not putting the saddle down. After a few minutes of dancing back and forth Pajazzo seemed to realize this little trick wouldn´t work and suddenly stopped, letting Nico saddle him with no further problem. Billy admired his instructor, he wanted to be just like him, just as patient and calm, still he´d need to grow at least another meter to be able to do the same thing Nico had done, god he hated being so puny! If he had strong arm muscles he would probably be able to do it, but he wasn´t kidding himself, there was no way he could hold the saddle above his head as long as it had taken for Paparazzo to stop stirring.
Maybe this was all a bad idea, he had first seen the stallion 2 years ago when his father had gone with him to the racetracks on a weekend. He had dreamt of becoming a jockey, before the problems with his eyes started, and he could still remember vividly the gray stallion delaying the third race of the day by refusing to enter the starting gate. Pajazzo had danced around on his hind legs, head thrown back almost headbutting the jockey desperately trying to get the unruly horse in check. After fighting with his jockey for a while Pajazzo walked straight into the staring cage with no fuss, like nothing had happened. The starting bell rang and the horses flew out of the cages taking aim on the first hedge. On the outside of the pack the gray stallion worked his way past the competitors, coming out ahead after the first turn, took the first jump perfectly, then suddenly the horse threw his head up and came to a sliding stop in the middle of the inner railing. The crowd gasped and the panicking jockey put his whole weight on the reins and used his whip to have the stallion move to the side. Pajazzo responded by spinning around and going up on his hind legs just as the first of the other horses jeer past him to the right. The jockey screamed and whipped him forcefully but the stallion just reared again in protest. Now the entire pack of 17 horses flew past in a chaos of bodies slamming into each other to avoid crashing with the stallion. Bill remember being furious with the jockey for being an incapable idiot, siding with the rebellious horse who proudly walked off the track just seconds later.
Ever since then Billy had followed the crazy gray stallion, visiting stables and hanging out at the track to watch him in training, and now he was finally for sale! And to such a low price Billy would be able to buy him without any help from his parents. Still, he wanted Nico to speak his mind about it first, hopefully the tryout would go smooth...hopefully!