Post by Cavallo on Jul 15, 2012 9:03:34 GMT -5
Ivories barred, Predator rolled his eyes at Michael. Adele moved quickly as she took the colt off of Michael's hands. It's about time Adele,I thought Pred was going to try and have another go at me!
Adele grimaced as she took Predator's lead line away from Michael. Sorry Michael...you know how he is... She led the bay colt away from the now irritated Michael as they approached the track. She threw herself up into the saddle with some effort, but Predator suddenly seemed to show amazing care with the lithe woman on his back. He braced her weight and waited patiently for her to find her seat. Why thank you Pred! Someone is being a gentleman today! She chuckled at the irony of the statement. Pred was always a gentleman...with her...and her alone.
This year had gone off on a solid foot for her and Pred. In their two races, they had taken away the win each time and now they were here to take on the bigger fields with the extra experience under their belts.
They'd been very careful about the races they entered Pred in and the Unicorn Horn would definitely big his biggest race so far...but they had to start somewhere.
Adele nudged the bay forward once she'd found her seat. The dark colt immediately responded his dark eyes sweeping around the track as he automatically entered into his "hunter" mode. Adele kept a firm hand on him as he tossed his head defiantly, but remained at an even canter. Adele had seen that Dreamvalley's Cold Mountain was entered and knew he was a hot horse like Pred. It would be wise to keep him away from the black colt...they didn't need a fight on race day...but Pred was pretty good about minding Adele's wishes...even if it was begrudgingly. Nick had instructed that come race day, to allow Predator to run in the front. There were a lot of closers that were running on race day and though Pred sometimes preferred the back, the front would be more conducive to a good placement...but that would mean running alongside Cold Mountain...
Adele knew that she would have to careful that Pred didn't over extend himself in the start running by the black colt. It would be hard, but not impossible to keep the colt in check. Everything within him would scream to pass the colt, but he would trust Adele's plans to gain his vengeance...she smiled...they would use his building frustration to their advantage at the final turn...and all hell would literally break loose. They'd give the closers a run for their money.
They cantered consistently for four furlongs before she reined in the bay. He threw his dial wildly and stomped his foreleg on the dirt below, as he let loose a bugling cry. He was definitely warmed up. She patted his glistening nape and turned him back towards the gate.
Predator was a phenomenal breaker. But better to be safe than sorry. He loaded stoically, but his eyes and motion flashed fire. Adele shifted into her position and Predator stilled like a panther preparing to pounce...the gates unleashed and so did hell.
He flew forward, the quickness of the break causing Adele to suck in air, trying to breathe..she couldn't help though, but smile as the hunter began to cruise along the track....The hunter had been unleashed and his eyes were zeroed in on the elusive Unicorn....
It was time to kill the Unicorn.
