Post by Cavallo on Aug 27, 2012 20:33:42 GMT -5
The six year old mare had finally seemed to have come into her own. The FS Waylay Attack daughter was in her first full year with Intrepid and she seemed to have really found her stride. She just come off a solid second place on GHF and had had a week off. She'd relished her time conditioning and simply being a horse, but now she knew that there was a race soon at hand.
Nick smiled as he sat astride the seasoned mare. Her gait was smooth and rhythmic as he pushed the filly forward. He didn't know why, but he simply loved working on the old track. Maybe it was because it was less crowded or maybe because he remembered the legends that had raced here...regardless of the reason they were here and in full swing.
The curious and lively mare went through the motions of her warmup in a bored haze, when suddenly a flock of crows flew overhead squawking and raising Cain as they moved along. The sudden disturbance had the mare's full attention, her pace lagged and Nick chuckled as she looked above. He put his leg on her and Allure snapped back into reality.
She was loose and ready to run and Nick was too. He fed the mare more of the rein as he asked for more. Breaking her conservative canter she eagerly complied, her mind wholly on the track and Nick's commands. Her mouth played with the bit in anticipation of more...yes more...she always wanted more.
This was her last year of racing. The thought brushed Nick's mind and he tried to hide the sorrow he felt creasing his brow. Allure was a piece of racing history of MHS and days long past...she was something that had endured and was finally coming into her own...only to have it come to and end.
In some aspects he felt himself comparing himself to the sleek racer. Aged and of the past. He shrugged the thoughts of self-doubt out and focused on the wildly successful mare beneath him. If anything, Allure was proving to the world that good things come to those who wait. Her career was six years in the making and it had all led to this culminating year and Allure was blowing it up.
Nick couldn't help, but let that thought erase the ghosts of doubt. It wasn't time to be looking back to the past...no now was the time to look forward and write the future that would go down in history.
Like an eagle they soared over the turf, two seasoned experts simply relishing in what they did best: racing and running.
