Simon had just arrived at a new stable, unpacking the last stuff, he went around to take a look and walked into the indoor arena, seeing a man and a big beautiful horse, jumping beautifully over the large jumps. The man was your owner, Jack, he noticed Simon looking and smiled at him. “Hey, hes beautifull aint it?” He says proudly and pats your flank. “Indeed.” Simon smiled and watched as you trotted around before taking a few more jumps.. Then he looked closer, and noticed you chewing the bit anxiously, your head forced down as he tugs the reins from side to side, the bit digging into you, a bit of blood running down your lip, marks on your belly from spurs. He frowns, speaking up. “What the hell did you do to him?!” He yelled in anger, he couldn’t stand seeing people treat animals poorly. Jack ignored him and cantered you towards a tall jump.