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Date Posted: 03:23:12 10/30/01 Tue
Author: Cali
Subject: ^ She moves down the aisle, holding a racing saddle. She stops outside the stall of Black Ice and gazes in. A tall Thoroughbred stallion lipped at the grain in the bucket hooked to the wall. He was pure black, except for the small white snip. His long legs showed perfect confirmation. He was a promising racer. His lineage was of a Kentucky Derby and Triple Cup Winner. She slid open the door, and fluently clipped the chain and leather lead to the tan halter ^


^ She hooks him to the closest cross ties and begins to curry his thick and sleek winter coat, finishing quite a bit later, and then firmly brushes the excess hair, his coat as sleek as possible. She smiles as she works the few tangles from his mane and tail. She lifts the small saddle onto his back, and tightens the cinch, then quickly slips on the bridle and leads him to the track to the left outside. She swings into the saddle, walking him onto the track and leading forward, clutching the reins tightly. She suddenly releases the pressure on his bit, and digs her heels into his side. He shoots off and rockets down the track, balancing his stride soon, and galloping smoothly toward the turn. Once to the turn, he lengthens his stride after a que, and speeds past the quarter pole. Cali leans back in the saddle and stands in the stirrups, slowing the stallion carefully, trotting him back to the barn and dismounting, leading him back to the cross-ties. She brusses over his pelt again, removing what little sweat there was moving putting him back in his stall, feeding him a carrot and refilling his feed, water, and hay. She peeks over the next stall down, lovingly patting the muzzle of Black Ice's dam ^

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