The shrimp swims

OMG it's Shrimp.

Does anybody remember this guy? I seriously doubt it xP I won him in ~ehformer-lover's pony egg giveaway at easter and he has appeared in 2 drawings since. Poor baby.

Anyway, here he is at Howl to the Moon's full moon at midnight fair in the creek race

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"I don't really approve of you wearing a wetsuit, Jemima."
"And I should listen to you why, exactly, Aaron?"
The pair of them were standing in the Brighthelm stable yard, Jemima with a wetsuit slung over her arm, a suitcase in one hand and Shrimp's lead rope in the other, Aaron carefully grooming Blankie and watching the small group heading to the US prepare to leave.
"I just don't think it's wise you going and wearing a skin-tight rubber suit in front of strange men."
"Now that's an interesting thing to say. Strangers I could understand, but strange men? Please promise me that you're not interested in me in any sexual way, Aaron," Jemima said with a laugh, clicking her tongue and leading her appendix - the stable had officially signed ownership of Shrimp over to her - off to Tom at the horsebox.
Form the sound of the older man's laughter, Aaron was pretty sure Jemima had told him.

Now that they were actually at the show, in the middle of the night, Jemima was sort of wishing she'd listened to Aaron. It was freezing wearing a wetsuit in the autumn, and she felt like she had no grip at all on Shrimp's naked sides. The appendix stallion was being his usual bullish self, and she was extremely glad she'd kept his pelham in. There would be no stopping the horse if he got his head on top of the bit if there were no curb on it, and even with the curb she wasn't completely sure she'd be able to halt him.
Well, she thought, glancing about at the other competitors, at least I'll be able to dry off quicker and I won't ruin a decent pair of jodphurs!