It's ♥ B oo g i e TIME ♥

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\\Name//
Boogie Time{Boogie}
\\Gender//
Filly
\\Breed//
Thoroughbred
\\Color//
Chestnut
\\Age//
2
\\Height//
17.1
\\Lines//
Dixieland Band(Northern DancerXMississippi Mud) X Tinnitus(Restless WindXDors)
fulll sister of Kentucky Jazz
\\Personality//
Firey, Lively


"Andddd here she is ladies and gentlemen!" The auctioneer's voice boomed out over the crowd, sending the firey red filly dancing. Her harkens twitched each prancing stride she took; her occuli never left the crowd. Boogie Time's handler yanked on the lead chank, getting the filla more excited. Cerebrum tossed as Boogie leapt in mid-air. Her nares flared as she stood quietly for a moment, catching her breath. The handlers whipped her flank with the end of the chank and made her walk quietly for a moment.
"Would anyone here like to take this spirited filly home today? Sired by Dixieland Band, her dam Tinnitus, this little bugger is descended from Northern Dancer and Man o' War!"
The crowd paused for a moment. Little Bugger? That who thinks I am? Boogie thought, I'll just go up there and kick hi-
"Do I hear $6,000?"
I just want an owner, the poor flicka thought. She arched her boa and walked endlessly around the ring. No one in the crowd wanted her at all.

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Laura

Laura watched as the proud filly was beaten by the handlers. It made her sick. Poor thing. She looked ok, and as for the price, it wasn't to much. Never raced, and decent bloodlines. Laura good probably make something out of her, with a good, firm jockey on bored. She was a pretty little thing, too. After her racing days were over, people might pay a decent amount for her foals. If she turned out to be a good racer. Foals from a mare that lost every race were nearly worthless. But since this mare was unraced, it might be worth a shot.

$6000.

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"6,000! Do I hear 7 grand? 7 grand anyone? Okay... going once... going twice..." The auctioneer's voice crackled over.
The chestnut's crania shot up, a dagger stamping against the soddery. Boogie's mocha occuli glanced over to the femmine that shouted out the bid. She jerked her cerebrum over to the auctioneer. The handler slapped Boogie and yanked on the lead. The mare's auds flattened against her skull as she sighed heavily.
Sold!

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Laura

The trainer rolled her eyes when the handler smacked her again. She didn't even do anything that time! An angry expression upon her face, Laura stood and made her way up to the holding barn to wait for the filly. She had to give the grooms the check for $6000. Plus, she wanted to have a word with them about their rough handling ways. It was pretty ridiculous, and Laura wanted to threaten them. If they didn't shape up, she could easily have them fired. Sometimes being a world famous jockey and trainer pays off, I guess. Folding her arms, the twenty-eight year old stood in the barn aisle, awaiting the arrival of her new filly.

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A nicker was emit from Boogie's mug as the filly was lead down the barn aisle to Laura by a little girl. She hugged the chestnut's boa and toddled off to her parents and find the next horse. Boogie snorted and snuffed all over Laura caustiously. The filly lifted her skull up and studied her new owner. A pillar raised and threw down her flint. Boogie was still young and needed training, but with some love and work, she could be a champion.

ooc|| museless

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Laura

Her expression softened when she saw the young child leading in the chestnut filly. Well, now I can't give those rotten handlers a piece of my mind... She smiled at the girl at took the lead shank from her. Sighing softly, she began to stroke the chestnut's sleek neck. When she stomped her hoof on the ground, Laura tightened her grip on the shank and spoke firmly to the flicka. No. That's bad. Never once did she raise her hand to smack the horse. She'd never done it before. To any horse. Instead, she treated them gently, and with care. When they acted up, she showed them who was boss, but without threatening to hurt them. Laura led Boogie toward the large four horse trailer and led her up the ramp, waiting patiently to see her reaction.

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Boogie flinched as Laura spoke firmly, but quieted down when she saw no hand or lead raised to smack her withers. She whickered softly and nuzzled the woman gently. As they got to the trailer, a hark flew back. She didn't know about this. She stretched out her nape and took a stride closer to the ramp. She bent down to check it out and snorted. The filly stepped onto the ramp. Sensing no danger, Boogie trotted into the trailer and shut her mocha visionares; sighing softly.

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Laura

After shutting the devider that would keep Boogie in safely, she hooked her to the crossties and unclipped the lead shank. She put a flake of hay in the net and some water in the bucket. She did the same in the other slots, since she had already bought another horse and was waiting on another after that. Once everything was all set, Laura moved back over to Boogie and offered her a carrot as a treat. Good girl. See, trailers aren't so scary. She stroked the filly's neck and gave her a loving scratch on the forehead, letting her know how good she was being.

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Boogie nudged Laura gently and took the carrot. She chomped away gaily and looked for more. The firey red filla whinnied as if to say, Is there more? Her harkens pricked up as she watched Laura carefully. This wouldn't be so bad after all. Boogie Time's red hock kisser flicked the atmosphere as she shut her orbs once more in the snug trailer. In just a moment, she fell asleep.

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Laura

Good girl. She murmered quietly, spotting the sleepy look on her filly's face. Smiling, she slipped under the divider and left the trailer as quietly as possible, so as not to disturb her "sleeping princess". Azzy was soon loaded into the trailer as well. Soon they'd be on their way home.