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"Next up, to continue our reining competition, is Maria Jessop, on a new mare!" the announcer announced. |
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Marco stayed where he was, hearing his phone ding and check it, seeing it was the girl he was staying with for the night. when are you leaving few hours aww oh well, im enjoying this so sorry no worries |
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"And that ends Maria's reining! Not enough to make a new record, I'm afraid. Next up, our rodeo queen, Liliana Blackwood!" The announcer cried out. |
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Marco immediatly put his hat on his head and his entire group started cheering for her, him being the loudest. Eventually they quieted down, ready to watch her routine. |
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She rode into the arena, and easily guided her Friesian stud, telling him exactly what to do with flawless ease. |
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The group was silent for once, watching in awe as Liliana rode effortlessly, as if she didn't even have to do anything. It looked like the horse was just moving on its own but Marco wasn't that dumb, I think. Anyways, he knew she was guiding the stud, but it was effortless looking it was enough to shock him. |
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She clicked her tongue, and the stallion moved in a circle to the right, before shifting to the left. "By God. I ain't ever seen a Friesian in western riding." A man stated. |
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"You have now," Marco mused quietly, eyes glued to Liliana and the stallion flowing through the ring. |
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"Wow! What a stunning performance from our resident Rodeo Queen!" The announcer shouted. |
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The group all clapped, some shouting a few cheers, others yelping as they were awoken by them yelling. Marco made his way down the stands, finding Liliana at some point. "That was really nice," He praised, sticking his hands in his pockets. |
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