Arrival

[thesecondbigred]

Casey pulls up behind, aweing the beautiful scenario around her. After she snaps out of it, she pulls the keys out of the ignition and opens the door, smiling. "It's a gorgeous place you got here!" She said. She goes behind the trailer and unhinges the door. A tired and seemingly lazy Zadept unloads. He looks around, playing his ears and flaring his nostrils at the new sights and smells. He hears a mare whinny in the barn, and raising his head returns her call. Casey laughs, "sometimes, I think he forgets he's a gelding!" They lead the colt to the barn. "So where are these terrific horses? I can't wait to see your champion mare, I've been dying to meet her!" You can hear the respectful excitement in her voice as she holds Zadept's lead.

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan chuckled, meeting the two at the barn intersection. "Well thank you. Winning them big races do pay off some." she added softly. she lead them down the cleanly swept isle way. coming to a clean and waterd stall she opend the door so Casey could lead her colt in. She smiled and watched the colt settle in. "We can go see Hear while he settles in." when Casey came out she closed the door and latched it.

She lead her to the other side of the stabiling facility. Here the mares would stay. A coal black head hung over a door as if in a doze. When she heard the approaching footsteps her head raised slightly. Her mocha eyes looked them over quickly before nickering to Morgan. She smiled at her. "Hey baby girl how was the flight?" she asked her mare. Yup her horses had flown. She didn't want to take the chance of distress in a drive so they flew.

Hear Ye nudged her then looked to Casey. She tilted her head slightly then bobbed it, sticking her upper lip up at her. Morgan chuckled as Hear did her normall intorduction. She heard the annoyed whinny of Cold Heart ring into the barn from the pasture. Oh that's right, he came along as well! she had almost forgot that he had flown out as well. She chuckled hearing the snap of Bubba. That horse never did like Heart. She smiled and looked back over to Casey and Hear.

[thesecondbigred]

Casey stuck out her hand and stroked the mare's smooth, velvet-like coat. "She's very pretty" she said, admiring the mare's well muscled structure. She peered over the filly's neck and glanced at her entire body. "Dang" she said out loud. "She's got a good foundation underneath her. Well made, strong horse." she murmered, once again half to herself. After giving Hear as much attention and affection as possible, the filly closed her eyes and drifted back into her snooze.

After the other horses start whinnying, her eyes snap open. Casey looks off into the pasture. "Can we see those two, also?" The teenager asked happily. She glanced around, loving the area around her, thinking how much it reminded her of her home as a young girl.

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan nodded. "Ya we can go see them." She smiled and stroked Hear one more time then showed the girl out the side door through the tack/rest room. "would you like a drink?" Morgan asked her as she swung open the fridge quickly to grab a fruit drink. she looked to her and let her grab one if wanted. She began to head out to the pastures where Cold Heart and Bubba seemed to be argueing. she whistled at the two and clapped her hands. "Nock it off you too!" she yelled at them. Bubba swung his deep dapple grey coat to look at her.

He bobbed his head while Heart bucked and ran off down in his own pasture. She rolled her eyes and watched him, waiting on Casey to join her.

[thesecondbigred]

She joined her companion, beverage in hand. "Wow, Bubba's even more beautiful in person! How tall is he? And what was his race record again?" She rolls off both question eagerly. The great grey stands, his tail nearly flagging. He snorts at them and bends his muscular neck down, beginning to graze. "He sure is handso-" She begins, then looks down, laughing in embarrassment for she has stepped in dung. "Thanks, Bubba." She chuckles mildly, doing her best to wipe it off. "Anyway, tell me about this guy!" She takes a sip of her fruit drink.

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan smiled at her pride and joy. "Thank you. He stand 17 hands and has won all of the most prestegious two year old races on the east cost. He won the Kentucky Derby by 7 lengths and teh Belmont by 4. He lost the Preakness by litterly a nose. He went on in his four year old year to sweep up the Breeders Cup Classic by 6. Not that anyone really remembers that." she told Casey. She looked down as Casey stepped in some horse manuare. She tried to hide her smile but she didn't do that good at it.

Bubba looked up lazily for a moment then pawed at the ground. He was the king and he knew there was someone else on his land. He reared and let out a roar. he landed with a thump and took off like he had spring on his hooves. He bounded forward with great strides that ate up the ground. eh stopped short at the other end of the fence. He turned and looked back at them with a commical look in his eyes.

[thesecondbigred]

"Wow, he sure is defensive with that other stallion around. do those two go at it a lot?" She thought. Suddenly, she remembered her father's stallion, Kentucky Currency, would be shipped in from Ireland soon. The large stallion was her father's main money maker, and the sire of sure-fire champions, as her dad would tell her. He had captured the Empson Derby, Cox Queen's Plate and many other Group 1's, just falling short of a perfect record. He raced 22 times, winning 18 races and placing in 2. He had been bred to 45 mares last year, and raked in $1,575,000 in breeding money alone. He was, to her family, perfect. Casey, however, did not tell many people about the Stoke's stud. She figured too much controversy would come up, for many believed he wasn't deserving of many of his victories, because he never raced any 'real' horses. Casey shook her head "Mighty fine stud, ya got there. How many years has he been breeding?

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan watch the girl as she seemed to think something over. "Oh it's not Cold Heart he's bickering about." she turned her back on the moody stallion and nodded up to the barn where Zadept stayed. She smirked kinda then looked at her again. "Oh three years now.... ya he's seven and hasn't race since being four so ya that's right." she chuckled and pushed off of the fence and went over to Hearts gate.

"Hey big boy, you sure don't get the attention you did out east do you? No you don't!" she told the undefeated two year old. He nodded his black head then looked over to Casey. He extended his neck and tryed to grab her drink. Morgan flicked him but chuckled while doing so.

[thesecondbigred]

"That's pretty awesome. How have his two year olds and three year olds been?" She drank the last of her drink to let Heart nibble at the can. "Why doesn't he get the attention back east? And what's his races and race records?" You can tell the teen is eager of this knowledge. She hasn't thought about much of the sport for a long time. Zadept whinnies at the mare again, and suddenly all the horses seem angered by the gelding. "Calm down, Zee!" Casey yells, slightly annoyed at the young gelding's hollering.

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan shrugged. "I owned all of his first crops. they did good for me. wore down as late three year olds. Made good broodmares or studs though." she sighed and stroked Hearts coat. "This bad boy is the only undefeated two year old left in the country. He's won the Wood Memorial, Whitney Stakes, most of the biggest two year old races of their life. All preps for the Triple Crown." back on the east coast reporters would flock her stable and ask millions of questions on end about him and bubba.

She looked at the black colt and smiled. Mayeb we'll get it this year buddy she thought to herself.

[thesecondbigred]

"Nice" She said, showing a great liking for the colt. "I bet the allowance race'll be a fun one to watch. I'd like to see Zadept win, but he's been off his game even more so for the past few months. I bet Hear Ye Hear Ye'll get it, ha" She trailed off. She looked up, and noticed it was beginning to snow. Shivering, she said "How about we get out of this weather?" She thought, as snow flakes gently touched her hair and shoulders. She petted Heart's forlock one last time before putting her coat over her neck and lower cheeks.

[TheWhitefilly]

Morgan smiled at the snow. It didn't snow normally around here. She lead Casey up to her house. "come on in. Have some dinner really i have to much food for just me!" she said in a warm voice. Jimmy was to come over tonight also for dinner. If Jimmy got along with her then she would really think about asking ehr to join her farm team. To be her apprentice.

[thesecondbigred]

Casey points at the Sierra Nevadas. "Darn mountains, blowing it over here." She was right, it wasn't truly snowing. The wind was blowing so hard, some was flying down into the valley. "Sure! And, sorry, who's Jimmy again?

[TheWhitefilly]

She smiled. "Jimmy's my jockey. he rode bubba in all of his races. he also has rode Heart in a few." she told Casey. She opend the door to the very crisp and decorative house. They walked the hallway the entered into the spacious kitchen. Morgan smiled a shook her head seeing Jimmy already there. "Heeeey!" she called to the short man that was cooking something.

Morgan herself was slightly short, but even next to Jimmy she looked tall. "hey Miss Morgan! Hearts looking mighty fine from his flight!" Jimmy told her in his french canadian accent. They hugged, her bending slightly, and him on his toes. He saw Casey and elbowwed Morgan. "hey boss whos this, eh?" he asked, his eyes shining.

[thesecondbigred]

"Hi, I'm Casey!" She smiled politely and offered her hand in greeting. "So you were Bubba's jock, huh? Mighty fast you were going!" She chuckled. "What'cha got cookin' there?" She asked, the warm scents of the kitchen making her feel at home. She looked around, glancing at the pictures of Bubba, and other farm-owned racers. As Jimmy went over to cook some more, Casey dropped her keys. When she stood up, the 5,7' girl looked like a skyscraper standing next to him. She tried to hide a smile and scurried out of the way.