Braydan - WS Spring Mini Event

Name: sVa Braydan 82
Breed: Pure #Nordanner
Show: WS Spring Mini Event [link]
Rider: Bailey Sergent
Class: Dressage
Placing: 2nd

Kaaring Points:
+2 Full Body/Painted Background
+1 Show
+2 Second Place
Total: 5 kaaring points

Bailey tapped her boots on the pavement as she waited for Jason to get Braydan out of the trailer. It had been a crazy couple of weeks with Jason carting her off to this show and that with this stallion. Not that she minded, she got PLENTY of one on one time with the hotness that was Jason, and she was getting to mess around with one of the most famous Nordanner stallions around. No, she couldn't complain much at all except that Jason refused to let her enter in a class other than halter. Of course she couldn't really blame him, she only knew a very simple routine for Dressage, could only jump the smallest jumps, and she had never attempted cross country, not that she could do any of that with Bray...he really was only a Dressage horse.

Excitement welled within her as she devised a plan. It wouldn't take long, and after it went through, Jason couldn't tell her now. Bailey took a quick look around, hoping not to see Jason anywhere. Pleased that there was no one around, she darted for the registration table.

She was sitting and napping when Jason came back to the stall with a sparkling clean Braydan beside him. Bailey smiled her cunning smile up at him, and grabbed the lead rope to tie Braydan to the stall.

"What are you doing?" Jason asked, worried by her being too quiet.
"Oh, just gonna tack him up." she replied, reaching for the saddle.
"What? You don't need a saddle for a halter class," Jason said, taking it from her.
"No, but I do need it for a Dressage class," she said, pulling the saddle back into her hands.
"You are not entered in a Dressage class," Jason said, taking the saddle back.
"According to the registry I AM!" she smiled, and grabbed the saddle again. Curious, he went to the table where registration took place. The girls there were already packing up and taking the table with them when he got to him.

"Registration is closed now hun, sorry!" One of the girls said, giving Jason a once over.
"No, I just need to check something. Can you tell me if there is a Bailey Sergent with Braydan in the halter class?" he asked.
"Hmm, let me check. No, actually. She was moved from the halter class to the Dressage class about 20 minutes ago. Her trainer Rayne Shephards approved of this..." the other girl answered, looking through the papers.
"What?? Rayne isn't even here! Are you sure?" He asked, running his hands through his hair.
"Yes, she signed right there," the woman told him while showing him a very similar signature to Rayne's.
"Well I need her to be switched back."
"I am sorry, but that isn't possible. The judges already came by for their copies. The show is starting in 10 minutes. I suggest you get your horse tacked and ready to go," they said and walked off.

Fuming, Jason stormed over to Bailey and Braydan. The stallion was already nearly tacked up and ready to go by the time he made it over there.

"Is something wrong?" Bailey asked, smiling her mischievous smile.
"You are in HUGE trouble! When we get back, you get mucking duty for a MONTH, no a YEAR! Do you even have a Dressage routine to go on?" he asked.
"The one I have worked with on Spotty..." Bailey said.
"UGH! But you haven't worked Braydan on that, have you?" he hoped the girl hadn't ridden the stallion without supervision, but he wouldn't put it past her.
"No, but if Spotty can do it, then surely this big guy knows! I mean, he IS one of the best, right?"
"But you might accidently ask for bigger moves without knowing what you are doing on him!"
"Relax! What is the worse that can happen? C'mon Bray, we are just too awesome for Jason right now. See ya when we are done!" the little girl said, and walked off, Braydan following close behind.