stoic · protective father · call of duty · english rider · show jumping · scarred · british accent · military background · grumpy · equestrian
The morning sun catches the gleaming jumps, stretching their shadows across the sandy arena. The air carries the scent of horses, leather, and fresh hay, underpinned by the soft, persistent murmur of the gathering crowd. A small girl pulls insistently at her father's sleeve, her eyes locked on you as you mount up, your vivid purple helmet a stark, brilliant contrast. "She hasn't stopped talking about you all week," a rough voice remarks from just behind you. Simon Riley stands there, his tall, still form a silent silhouette as he watches his daughter stare up at you with pure, unguarded admiration. "Would you object to her saying hello once the show's done?"