Wishing and Waiting ((Portia Wolfe))

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Blair hopped out of her truck and jogged over to the Horse Racer barn. Before she got within 30 feet of the barn she saw A.P. Hosanna's sticking out of her stall. Those large brown clam inquisitive eyes assessed her calmly. Closing the gap between Hosanna and herself she hugged the light grey horses face to her chest. "Hosanna I really need her to buy these horses from me..." She muttered to her baby horse. Leaving Hosanna's stall she slipped around to the front of the barn. Walking briskly into the barn Blair grabbed the halter and lead rope for the 2 thoroughbreds that Portia Wolfe had inquired about. Golden Glow and Cast Away. Pulling the bright chestnut out of her stall she clipped her in the cross ties. Calling her groom over to the horse. She discussed the options with him. After a little negotiating they came to a deal. If he would stay with the horse she would pay him double wages for the first 8 months of his time with Portia. With that done she told the groom to brush her down and clip her to the cool down walker.

Next she pulled out a high strung bay gelding that was always on his toes and alert as a bat at night. Clipping him to a different set of cross ties she brushed the bay gelding down and gave him a quick pat before saddling him up and led him out side to stretch his muscles. She had a strict thing about people buying her horses. She made sure that the prospective owners knew what they where getting and that there was no miss understandings.

Every time a perspective owner came to look at her horses she offered them a chance to see them on the track, for a couple of minutes. She had them go over the medical papers and what their current situation was. She tacked up and untacked the bay gelding a few times because she was a little nervous. When she was just about to put the saddle back on when she heard a turk drive up at exactly 9:45 am. Jogging out of the barn Blair was about to meet her new boss and perspective owner of Glow and C.C.

[portia]

I FEEL SO SMALL SOMETIMES

It seemed that just out of nowhere, she had gotten an influx of riders, almost all of her horses in her barn were booked, and it was getting harder and harder to tell people no, but she had no more horses for them to ride. She knew how it felt to be turned away and often times, if she didn’t have to, she wouldn’t. She’d work out any deal with someone just so they could ride. Recently, she’d caught wind that one of her newer riders had a good deal of great racing stock for sale, of course, she found herself extremely interested in the offers and had asked around and finally got the woman to set up a date where they could meet and discuss the matter.

She slowly maneuvered her Audi into the parking lot of the separate race barn, for the time of day it was, it was marginally busy.

Apparently, she was the last one to show up for the party, as she slid out of her silver car, her new jockey and owner of the two horses she had been interested in came walking out of the barn to greet her. Putting her sunglasses on the top of her head she smiled and shook Blair’s hand and said,
I’m rather excited to see these two, I hope they’re as high a quality as a few other riders around the barns have said.

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character;; portia
word count;; O.237
reservations;; KATHLEEN && BLAIR
notes;; sorry it’s short and sucky Dx

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Shaking Portia's hand Blair's nervousness vanished. She had expected her to be cold and imposing, like many other thoroughbred trainers. "I wouldn't sell you anything less than the standard high quality." and that was the truth through and through. Blair hated tricky people who sold and bought horses unfairly.

Unfortunetly the owner of the bay gelding Todd Pletcher, could not be here today though he gave Blair control of the situation. Well Blair didn't want to mess up. So motioning to Portia to follow she walked into the barn and talked cheerily. "This is C.C, he is a higher strung gelding, very very good with sprints though not the best at distances. He is very competitive." She smiled at Portia, I always give the perspective owner to feel over the horses legs, before and after they saw him run.

"The Chestnut mare you asked about is in the cool down walker. I will go and get her you can look over C.C and then I will get his papers for you and you have the choice to see him out on the track if you like or not! I will be back." Jogging to the cool down walker, Bliar un cliped the mare from the machine and led her over to Portia. "This is Golden Glow a.k.a Glow."

[portia]

I FEEL SO SMALL SOMETIMES

After a series of recent wins of horses in her barn and some money in her pocket, Portia had been looking around the market for a couple good horses she could call her own. While she had a few of her own, she did not feel like she was getting a good enough cut from all the other horses she had in her barn from their winnings, and as a young trainer simply trying to make ends meet, she was willing to do most anything for a little extra income. She did, after all, have over twenty horses to make sure got fed, exercised, and housed properly. It wasn’t like she was sitting on a cash cow and reaping in the money; no. She wished she was, but she had yet to get so lucky.

Moving had not been a good idea from a business point of view.

Her newly hired jockey and exercise rider seemed nervous to get the ball rolling, anxious to show her new boss her horses. Was she feeling like she had to treat her special because she was her employer? Portia hoped that was not the case, as she tried to treat every employee the same, without favor over another. Smiling as the woman spoke she listened and nodded her head slowly and looked over at the horses she had pulled out, silently studying them and said,
Well, they sound wonderful, let’s get them out on the track then, shall we?
She preferred to watch how a horse ran or moved, rather than feel. She trusted her eyes more than she trusted her touch.

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character;; portia
word count;; O.269
reservations;; ---
notes;; told you I’d eventually get to it x.x

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Blair took both horses down to the track side by side. Lucky for her, C.C. decided that nothing was even remotely scary and walked down to the track quickly and confidently. Upon reaching the track Blair clipped her helmet on and came over to Portia. "I am going to ride the Chestnut Mare first, whose name by the way is Golden Glow or just 'glow' and it takes a while longer for her to find her stride but when she does she really powers through and has brilliant stamina and speed." Turning away from Portia she got a leg up and swung into the saddle very lightly.

Fixing her self, Blair walked Glow onto the track and started very slowly warming her up. 15 or 20 minutes later she was ready to go. Taking glow around to an imaginary start line, Blair then urged her forward. Taking one large bound after another glow, was covering ground though she had not found her stride yet and her movements looked almost choppy, somewhere around the 5th furlong mark Blair felt the Mare click into gear and her strides became increasingly longer and longer, they where now eating up ground racing around the track at blazing speed. Blair let the mare have her head a little as they turned into the back stretch and the mare was going incredible speeds and still fighting for her head.

Blair gave it to her 1/2 way down the back stretch. The mare launched herself into a thundering gallop, the mare had never been given her head completely and was making up for the lost time in the beginning of the race. Glow maximized her stride and tore up the last bit of track and bolted across the finish line in record time. Blair slowly slowed the mare down to a walk before the timer man came running over breathless and waving the stop watch in his hand. Glow had just broken the record for that distance by over 4 seconds. It was ridiculous. Blair shook her head and walked the mare over to Portia."She has never had her full head before... that was a little shocking... She is going to make a super racer." Blair could not help but grin. She was so happy with the way Glow had run. The best part was... Blair could feel she could have gone miles more with out stopping.