"Hey!" Laura cried as Lady Timeah jumped off of her booted foot. The red haired girl slapped the filly's shoulder, eyes blazing with irritation. "Damnit Lady, get off of me." The filly swung away, moody eyes flaming with defiance. She wasn't bred to be temperamental, but Lord knew Dirty Diana had been nearly as difficult. Laura's pink roan mare was an uppity sort, hot tempered and on the muscle. This one was hot tempered and never off the muscle, not to mention she had a stubborn streak a mile wide. The filly snorted when Ripley appeared, a shadow with the sunny backdrop. The dark bay filly's nostrils flared, head turned to the side, analyzing the strange situation. The daughter of Limitless Time was a gorgeous creature. Even Laura who had become Lady's partner had to admit she was a beauty. "I leave you alone for two minutes and you're already in a war," Ripley scoffed as she reached them. The trainer cocked a brow at Laura who let out a huff. "Did she do any damage?" "No." Ripley's lips twitched, betraying her humorous side. She liked this little filly a lot. The Lusitania daughter was a fine specimen with an outrageous temper. Ripley patted the filly's neck, issuing a warning glare when Lady pinned her ears. She was much more ill tempered than Dirty Diana, who had never pinned her ears at anyone except on the track. The irritable temper was fine though, as long as Lady could back it up with a turn of foot. Her gallops gave every indication that speed wouldn't be a problem. Ripley bent down, checked over the polo wraps, found them straight and tight. Laura was a meticulous rider. She never missed a beat and was always the first to become defensive when her work was called into question. The red head did a fine job and she was very good with the fillies. Not that she'd had a chance to ride the colts. If something wasn't broken, it didn't need to be fixed. "Mal's going to meet us at the track. I'll give you a leg up." Laura nodded, sidled up to the filly and grunted as she was lifted into the saddle. Ripley was strong as an ox besides being prego and thin as a wand. The younger woman settled into the saddle, waved her legs along the filly's side, not daring to touch her. She checked her helmet strap with a gentle touch of her finger and nodded when she found herself all set to go. Lady danced as Ripley led her from the barn. She was a confident sucker this filly. She had a way about her that suggested she could go five rounds with the champ and still come out on top. Laura wondered what a workout would like between this one and Enrapture. Both of them were assertive types and both had enough confidence and cockiness for six horses. Laura liked her filly though. While Ennie was a powerful stick of dynamite, Lady had as pretty a stride as you'd ever seen. She had a smooth way of going and she just got over the ground easy. Laura dragged her hands through the dark mane, a smile touching her mouth. Mal nodded when they reached him, gaze sweeping over Lady. She was a nice looking filly to say the least. "I only want a mile gallop, let her out a tick in that final furlong." Ripley sent him a furtive look, as did Laura. Laura shrugged, nudged Timeah into a jog down the stretch. "Why aren't you letting us see what we have?" Ripley questioned as she watched the sleek filly lift into a picture perfect canter. "Because I already know what we've got. Too much speed will light her up and I want her supple and willing." Ripley shrugged, leaned on the rail. "Fine with me. If you think we've got the horse, we've got the horse." Laura was pouting as Lady Timeah shifted into her long-striding gallop. The dark bay filly was just as keen as ever, head down, neck bowed. She wanted to be released and Laura wanted to let her go. But orders were orders. The two people she respected most on the team were watching her and Ripley hadn't argued with Mal in the slightest. Obviously, there would be no heart-stopping run from Lady today. The run would be calling for the filly in the spring when she made her first race. The Limitless Time filly strode over the course with an ethereal air. Her ears were pricked, her tail lifted out behind her as she ran. Her perfectly sculpted head stayed straight despite the fact that horses were being moved about from pasture to pasture. She was a focused girl this one. Focused and on the ball. Her mouth was constantly testing Laura's grip on the bit. She would snort when she found Laura's hands had not yet budged an inch. She wanted to run so bad. Laura leaned close as the filly galloped into the far turn, changed her leads without effort. Boy, this was a nice filly. Laura was super impressed with what was beneath her. The dark bay moved like a champion and with Dirty Diana as a sister, perhaps she would take to the turf better. Mal and Ripley were leaning over the rail, eating up what they were seeing like dogs eyeing a bone. When Laura released the filly a tick, she took off, powering in the final furlong. Ripley hummed in approval when the filly only continued to stride through the line. There was no doubt that this was a nice filly. She had the looks, the movement, the strength. And as she galloped back into the backstretch, Ripley knew she had the stamina as well. "Impressive move." Ripley said, tapping her fingers on the rail. "We've got a nice bunch for next season."
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