Racers For Sale ~SOLD~

[Melanie]

Melanie repeated the process, liking this mare a lot. She actually liked her more then Demo. SHe looked up at the groom with a smile.Can you tell me more about her? I really like her though..She told her, waiting patiently for the response.

[Giraffie ღ]

The groom nodded."She has won 7 out of 12 races. Her father is better but she beat her mother in the long run so they might breed her mother to him again," she said nodding to the lady watchng them unload the other horses."On the racetrack,she listens to voice commands but Miss Peachtree likes that. But if she isn't sold, though, she is gonna become a brood mare." The groom made a face at that. This mare was too good to be wasted on THAT.

Another horse was led out of the trailer, a mare. She snorted and shook her mane, stomping the ground. The grooms led her around abit but she wouldn't settle. Fianlly, Peachtree ordered them to get her saddle and bridle. They put it on quickly and she mounted the mare, taking her to the small rac track in the selling arena. Most people used it to calm horses down adn that what was she was gonna do. Halting her behind a gate, the lady crouched low over the mare's back, waiting. The gates flew open and the mare barrled down teh track, racing like a blur.

[Melanie]

Melanie listened quietly to what the groom had to say about the mare. Melanie knew she wanted her. When she was too old to race anymore, she would become a brood mare, but that was a long way from now. She smiled over to the groom.I'm actually quite interested. Is there anyway I can try her out..or see how she runs. I'm a jockey..if you don't think I know how to handle a thoroughbred. She said, showing the groom her license for proof. She wasn't being a snob or a know it all, she just was really interested in the mare. SHe waited quietly for her reply. Her gaze traveled over to the mare that was now racing around the track. She had a lot of speed, but it seemed she was blowing it all too early. BUt she might be a distance runner, so Melanie kept her comments to herself.

[Giraffie ღ]

The groom nodded but looked out the door."You will have to wait till Midnite is out of breath. She won't stop until then or until she is stopped," she said quietly. Taking the mare, she gave the lead to some grooms and told them to saddle her up. They went off to do so and she ran over to the fence, hopping up onto it to watch. Turning around, she waved for Melanie to join her.

Midnite kept going, her legs pumping. Slowly, she got faster, and faster, her sides hardly even touched with sweat. This was what she was born to do, and this was what she did.

[Melanie]

Melanie nodded and watched as the mare was led away, Following after the groom, she settled beside her on the rail, her arms leaning on the top board of the fence. The horse was fast, but there had to be a weakness. There always was. No horse was perfect. She watched carefully, remembering the sensation of being upon a racer's back. It was something she lived for, and she would never be hapy with settling for something else. She waited until the mare was through, wondering when that would be.

[Giraffie ღ]

The mare continued to run, snorting. Her body was a blur as she ran and she was finally pulled in, the lady pulling hard on the reins. The mare wanted to go. stil trying to hop down teh race track, but teh lady wouldn't allow her. Fianlly, the mare calmed down and let her ride her out of hte track. The young groom smiled softly."Speedy. She is a sweet heart," she said softly. THe other grooms broguht Shada onto teh racetrack, waiting for Melanie to mout her and get going.

[yellow]

Hayli and Karli only 13 came up on their horses.They were young yes but had all reace horses and were both jockeys.They saw the two older women and walked Avalanche and May,two of their best racers,to them.

[Giraffie ღ]

A couple of groom sstopped them."Kindly leave. No under aged people allowed," one of them said, his hand behind his back and looking at them coolly. He had orders from his boss not to let people under teh age of 18 near the horses, unless they were a worker.

[Melanie]

Melanie watched as the horse finally slowed, but showing signs that she didn't want to stop. She smiled slightly and then looked over as Shada was led over. She had her helmet thankfully and she now slipped it on, buckling it easily. She first went up to the mare, holding out her palm and letting her smell her to get used to her scent. She then slowly reached up her hand to touch the mare's neck, then let it run along her neck and body, finally coming back up. She pulled down the stirrups gently and tightened the girth a hole, and then put her left foot up into the stirrup. She sprung up quickly and easily, landing softly in the saddle and settling. The stirrups were good, and she patted the mare's neck gently, talking to her soothingly. She waited for the owner's signal to tell her to let her go.

[Giraffie ღ]

The young groom nodded to Melanie. Shada snorted and pranced slightly, wanting to go. All teh horses were eager to move onteh track, even if they were terrible racers.

[Melanie]

She caught the nod and steadied the mare. Talking to her easily, she tightened the reins a bit, and then inched her hands upwards along the mare's neck. She finally urged her foreward, at a nice quick pace. She didn't let her go full out yet, for she still needed the bit of a warm up and Melanie needed to get used to her.

[Giraffie ღ]

Shada surged forward then went into a trot, kinda prancy trot. She want to go so badly. The young groom smiled softly and sat on teh rail, watching. Ms Peachtree walked over and watched, her eyes narrowed.

[Melanie]

Melanie felt her slow and talked to her nicely. The trot was fine until she completed a few circles around the trot, since it was so big. On the third one, Melanie sat up a bit and nudged the mare slightly with her heels, giving her head.Go girl...

[Giraffie ღ]

Like a rocket taking off, Shada shot forward, throwing dust into the air. Her body shot through the air, cutting it like a knife. Hooves dug into teh dirt and a tail snapped in the air. Shada turned shaprly at a bend, still moving like a rocket. She was bred and born for speed, like all before her.

[Melanie]

Melanie moved easily with the mare, not interfereing with her head at any moment. Her rein was short to control Shada, but her hands were forward to let her run. She checked her pace slightly so she wouldn't tire before the finished, but she knew that she loved this mare...and she hoped that the owner would be willing to sell her to her.