snowmadien:

    A GaLe one shot

    For Galev week

    It was a hot summer morning at the Magnolia equestrian center and the day’s show activities were just getting underway. In one of the holding barns,Gajeel was tacking up Metalicana for his last run of the day before he got ridden by his younger sister, Wendy, in the evening. He gently placed a spotless black western saddle pad on his horse’s steel black back. He placed an old, but polished black leather saddle that almost blended in with his horse, if one were to take a closer look they would see detailed patterns on the saddle. Taking off his silver cowboy hat he wiped the sweat that was beginning to accumulate on his forehead, that revealed, even with the fans going it was beyond hot and humid also. His spurs clicked on the padded floor echoing in the silent morning as he grabbed a comb and began to gently get the knots out of Metalicana’s silver mane.

As he took off the halter to put on the black and silver bridle Lily came walking him with his horse, Edolas. Edolas had a chocolate coat with a blonde mane that flowed down to his shoulders, Lily would cut it but the moment he did it would just grow right back out. Instead he now braided it and did his best from keeping it out of his way when they competed.

    “Morning Gajeel,” Lily said as they entered the barn “you’re not going to like this but the indoor arena got flooded so we are outside next to the jumpers today.” Gajeel accidentally  tightened the cinch on the saddle a little too tight when he heard that, earning a slap in the face by Metalicana’s tail.

    “What do you mean flooded!? We needed that arena, those snotty english horses get spooked every damn time they see a freaking cow!” he yelled, not happy that he to deal with them. Every year it was the same damn story, some english horse freaking out cause they have never seen a cow before in their lives and the damn thing running all over the place cause it was a crazy hot head.

    “Apparently the sprinkler system broke and they won’t be able to drain and dry it before we have to compete.” Lily explained. Gajeel muttered a few curses under his breath no matter what every year there was always something going wrong “Well we don’t have a choice, they pushed the Dressage riders back, which they did not like to hear, to the afternoon so they could tear down their arena and put ours up.”  Gajeel growled the only thing he hated about this center was how all the shows took place at once. “You might want to hurry up. Since we are going to be sharing the warm-up ring with the jumpers and I don’t want to be near any of those crazy warm bloods.”

Letting out a growl Gajeel grabbed his rope, mounted Metalicana and followed Lily to the arenas. Thankfully at the warm up arena there were trees that provided shade for most of the morning heat. However, they weren’t the first ones there. Two girls had already taken up the center of the arena and were going over the provided jumps. One was on a large chestnut with four even white socks that dwarfed Metalicana and the other was on a dapple grey that was even bigger than the chestnut.

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