The rain poured down as the music started and Emma was in the center of the arena with Lascivio under her. He had his head tight to his throat while chewing his bit slightly and sucking on it, completely content with his equipment. Emma pushed him forward into a collected trot. Lascivio turned his ears slightly back as he obeyed the order from his rider and he jumped nicely forward from standing position to his collected trot, dancing slowly down the isle. In front of the judges she collected him further and made a request of a piaffe. Lascivio walked on the spot with his tail flickering back and forth to the beat of his hooves.

As they continued the program the rain increased slightly but not enough to really bother them. Emma had a hand full with Lascivio. The young stalion had a mind of his own and she was forced to force him to keep his concentration and focusing on his task which laid ahead.
They left the trot into a canter, turning up to pass the arena in a extended pace. Lascivio lengthened his limbs beautifully and earned ground like the muscular warmblood he was.

And then it came. Lascivio’s strength. His flying changes. Emma hardly touched his sides to give him the command. He knew it. She started the signal to him but never finished when he changed to the other lead, and then back again… dancing down the isle with his tail swinging to the beat of the music. Every hoof touched the ground in perfect synchronization to the beat of the music and the audience couldn’t help but let out a applaud. As they did, Lascivio looked up, shyed away slight but still doing his flying changes. Emma corrected him and framed him once again, knowing that that mistake would cost them some points. Lascivio lowered his neck to his original form and they cantered around the corner in a right sided canter.

As the program started to come to an end the most hard movement was on it’s rising. Emma and Lascivo would do flying changes on a volt. Emma knew that if they screwed this up, their points would fall. As they left the corner she gave the order to Lascivio and he reacted instantly. One change. Another change. Change. Change. Change. He danced on the circular track and Emma struggled to keep Lascivio’s mind focused. The black stallion worked like never before. He changed easily, nicely… beautifully! And after their fifty meters changes Emma held him back and they flew away in a full gallop down the isle and in the end… Emma held in Lascivio and he entered a piaffe on the spot. He circled on the spot doing the piaffe as he turned around to face the judges and to finish his and Emma’s round here at the Olympics in Czech Republic.

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Music: [link] (but without lyrics except for refrain)
Starting number: 024
Nation: Sweden
Horse: RD's Lascivio
Rider/ Handler: Emma Green
Breed: Dutch Warmblood
Gender: Stallion
Age: 8 years old
Stable: Rosendal Stables
Show: HARPG Olympics

Inspection pic: [link]
Bonus Pics: [link]
Training pic: [link]
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WOW! I can't believe I have drawn something olike this with this much details XD LOL
This took me ages and francly at times, I was ready to scrap this. I lacked inspiration and suddenly I found the perfect song and my inspiration returned

Oh, and the song... Maybe I should translate it for you. At least the refrain;

We are all the winners
We are all the best
We may be together
And that means the most

Even if it's cloudy
And the curtain has fallen down
Then we still have won
If everyone comes allong

It can never rain
and the curtain will never fall down
Because we are all the winners
And that's what means the most
We are all the winners
And we are all the best

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Tools & Info
Refference: Google, both pose and Arena
Estimated time: About 8 hours,
Tools: Wacom Intuos4 tablet, Sai Paint Tool & Photoshop CS5
Layers: About 100+ layers
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