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Yes, it´s the same Bríghde than the one on the Champion sheet.
I´ve wanted to put her on an individual backgroud so people xould see her better, and then I thought I´d add Rebecca as well. And no, the horse is not that huge, it´s just holdng its head that high. Look at the backline to compare its height to Becky´s.
Love her coat!
And the scarf was a gift by Vincent Nightrow [link]
He knit it himself!
”It´s getting dark so early these days”, Rebecca thought when she left the house. She had wrapped herself in her long winter coat and had grabbed the hand-knitted, rainbow-colored scarf Vincent had gifted her. Margot, the lady from the local grocery store had just called her that the meat and the vegetables she had ordered, as well as the lavender soap, candles and perfumes they were selling at the stable shop had arrived. As it was just half past four in the afternoon, there was still plenty of time to drive to town, pick up all the stuff and be back before dinner. Jack had promised to cook some Irish dishes, and she did not want to miss them.
It had not been snowing since her wedding, but it had stayed as cold, and even though most of the snow on the trees had been eaten away by the sun, it still remained on the fields and pastures and even on the streets. It began to harden now and there, and Rebecca hoped that it would not turn into ice, or some parts of the pasture would become too slippery for the horses to walk on. The sun was now setting, and the crimson clouds announced a beautiful day to come. The snow glistened in all shades of cream and purple, and Becky stopped, took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the landscape.
As she wanted to move on to the car, she heard a soft neighing behind her. She looked back and saw Bríghde moving towards her. Although the mare stayed with her filly and her newly born son as much as she could, she always came to the pastures for some hours, not taking care of the weather. She just loved to be outside, and it seemed that she was rather enjoying the snow.
“Hey my girl”, Becky called her and reached out her hand to stroke the horse´s forehead. The mare willingly stood there, enjoying the caresses.
“You know what?”, Becky went on, still caressing the mare. “I´m married now, which means I chose myself a favourite stallion. Maybe I will have soon a foal as well!”
She put her hand in her pocket and produced a treat, which the mare took happily.
“We could then sit down and gossip about all the nonsense our kids are doing. You, me, Julienne and Sophie maybe if they wish…Nathalie if she feels like it. Wouldn´t that be fun?”
Bree gazed at Rebecca for a while as if she wanted to agree; then she bend her neck and gently touched Becky´s cheek with her nostrils.
The brown haired woman giggled and put her arms around the horse´s neck, resting her head against Bree´s cheek.
“Yes, lovely, I love you too. I´ll bring some nice apples back with me!”
By hearing the word ´apples´ , the mare rose her head and pointed her ears, as if she was expecting another treat. The woman laughed and left the pasture, and the mare followed her for a short distance, observing how ´her human´ got into the car and drove away.
Pose reference → a model horse
Brushes by *midnightstouch
Vincent Nightrow, Julienne de Mane & Sophie de Mane © *DatNachtmaehre
Nathalie Vaskíjr &
© *Dark1lady
Yes, it´s the same Bríghde than the one on the Champion sheet.
I´ve wanted to put her on an individual backgroud so people xould see her better, and then I thought I´d add Rebecca as well. And no, the horse is not that huge, it´s just holdng its head that high. Look at the backline to compare its height to Becky´s.
Love her coat!
And the scarf was a gift by Vincent Nightrow [link]
He knit it himself!”It´s getting dark so early these days”, Rebecca thought when she left the house. She had wrapped herself in her long winter coat and had grabbed the hand-knitted, rainbow-colored scarf Vincent had gifted her. Margot, the lady from the local grocery store had just called her that the meat and the vegetables she had ordered, as well as the lavender soap, candles and perfumes they were selling at the stable shop had arrived. As it was just half past four in the afternoon, there was still plenty of time to drive to town, pick up all the stuff and be back before dinner. Jack had promised to cook some Irish dishes, and she did not want to miss them.
It had not been snowing since her wedding, but it had stayed as cold, and even though most of the snow on the trees had been eaten away by the sun, it still remained on the fields and pastures and even on the streets. It began to harden now and there, and Rebecca hoped that it would not turn into ice, or some parts of the pasture would become too slippery for the horses to walk on. The sun was now setting, and the crimson clouds announced a beautiful day to come. The snow glistened in all shades of cream and purple, and Becky stopped, took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the landscape.
As she wanted to move on to the car, she heard a soft neighing behind her. She looked back and saw Bríghde moving towards her. Although the mare stayed with her filly and her newly born son as much as she could, she always came to the pastures for some hours, not taking care of the weather. She just loved to be outside, and it seemed that she was rather enjoying the snow.
“Hey my girl”, Becky called her and reached out her hand to stroke the horse´s forehead. The mare willingly stood there, enjoying the caresses.
“You know what?”, Becky went on, still caressing the mare. “I´m married now, which means I chose myself a favourite stallion. Maybe I will have soon a foal as well!”
She put her hand in her pocket and produced a treat, which the mare took happily.
“We could then sit down and gossip about all the nonsense our kids are doing. You, me, Julienne and Sophie maybe if they wish…Nathalie if she feels like it. Wouldn´t that be fun?”
Bree gazed at Rebecca for a while as if she wanted to agree; then she bend her neck and gently touched Becky´s cheek with her nostrils.
The brown haired woman giggled and put her arms around the horse´s neck, resting her head against Bree´s cheek.
“Yes, lovely, I love you too. I´ll bring some nice apples back with me!”
By hearing the word ´apples´ , the mare rose her head and pointed her ears, as if she was expecting another treat. The woman laughed and left the pasture, and the mare followed her for a short distance, observing how ´her human´ got into the car and drove away.
Pose reference → a model horse
Brushes by *midnightstouchVincent Nightrow, Julienne de Mane & Sophie de Mane © *DatNachtmaehre
Nathalie Vaskíjr &
© *Dark1ladyImage size
4961x3508px 15.96 MB
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I love your backgrounds ^^