Post by red on Dec 25, 2017 15:59:57 GMT -6
Broken Throne x Black Emblem Workout
Damon watched with a curious eye as two of his two-year old string were paraded before him. One was black as night but with an easy temperament. The other was a bay with a fire burning through his veins. The filly and colt were as different as could be, but both showed promise in the eyes of the seasoned trainer. Broken Throne tossed his head impatiently under his jockey, leg hammering at the ground. The colt was easily the hardest to handle between the two but Damon was confident Black Emblem would be able to keep up with him.
Finally, after several attempts to calm Broken Throne, the were ready to start. In a blur of motion the two horses broke, Broken Throne gunning straight for the lead with Black Emblem trailing by a length. 'Hold them back.. Don't wear them out.' The thoughts rushed through the trainer's mind as he observed the filly inching her way forward. As if they had heard his plea, the jockeys slowed the two horses to an easier gallop. Broken Throne was clearly straining again the bit but his jockey held him back firmly. Soon the two were drawn to a halt before Damon. The colt was was heaving from the fight he had put up against bit but the filly looked hardly worked, her stance even and her coat cool.
Without a word Damon nodded and turned away from the practice track as the jockey's dismounted. They looked very promising indeed.
Damon watched with a curious eye as two of his two-year old string were paraded before him. One was black as night but with an easy temperament. The other was a bay with a fire burning through his veins. The filly and colt were as different as could be, but both showed promise in the eyes of the seasoned trainer. Broken Throne tossed his head impatiently under his jockey, leg hammering at the ground. The colt was easily the hardest to handle between the two but Damon was confident Black Emblem would be able to keep up with him.
Finally, after several attempts to calm Broken Throne, the were ready to start. In a blur of motion the two horses broke, Broken Throne gunning straight for the lead with Black Emblem trailing by a length. 'Hold them back.. Don't wear them out.' The thoughts rushed through the trainer's mind as he observed the filly inching her way forward. As if they had heard his plea, the jockeys slowed the two horses to an easier gallop. Broken Throne was clearly straining again the bit but his jockey held him back firmly. Soon the two were drawn to a halt before Damon. The colt was was heaving from the fight he had put up against bit but the filly looked hardly worked, her stance even and her coat cool.
Without a word Damon nodded and turned away from the practice track as the jockey's dismounted. They looked very promising indeed.
