General Grant

[illusion]

*hehem use to know him too*

Show Name: General Grant
Barn Name: General
Age: 2
Gender: stallion
Breed: thoroughbred
Coat Color: bay
Mane/tail: black
Dislapline: flat racing
Personality: Fiery and tempermantal, mischivious and hard to control. needs firm but not harsh handeling or can be very dangerous. Has sweet moments sometimes, and when close to someone can seem to read their mind. Defidently has a sense of humor!
History: Hasnt been raced, but his grandsire was War Admiral and other grandsire was Secretariet. Shows much potential and is very fast in the paddocs. Shows a real will to win, and could be a great champion.
Owner: none yet


The colt jumped into the arena energetically and broke into a bucking fit almost immidiately.

"Here we have a very spirited colt, if one could put that energy towards his raceing career im sure theyd have a stakes winner! Could I hear $8,000 on him?"

the auctioneer shouted to the people, just as the bay colt broke into a dead run, showing off his speed at ayoung age. He was indeed fast and would certainly win on the track if he could be controled.

[*~Death Dancer~*]

Amy watched the colt movements.Smiling she turned towards the acuctioneer. 50k! She shouted to him.

[wisp]

70k shouted Karen

[illusion]

"I have 70k, anyone wishing to raise? Going once..."

[*~Death Dancer~*]

AMy glanced back at the girl smiling. 100k!

[illusion]

"Wow ladys 'n gents, we ahve 100k! Going once... twice... SOLD to the lady over there, for 100k!"

the auctioneer cried, wiping some sweat off his brow.

General stoped his galloping for a second, sliding to a hlat to stare at the girl who had just bought him. Delicate nostrils flared, taking in her scent, and auds pricked to catch any of her words.

[*~Death Dancer~*]

Amy jumped up and paid the the auctioneer happily. She ran to the ring and climbed over to the fence walking slowly towards the stallion. Hey there She said softly.

[illusion]

General stared at the girl, then cantered quickly at her, sliding to a halt again two feet from her. He streached his thick neck out, lipping at her hair and messing it up a bit without taking another step fowards. Pulling his head back, he gazed at her with an innocent expresion and threw in a playful buck just for show.

[*~Death Dancer~*]

Amy stood still as the stallion played in her hair messing it up. Laughing she placed her hand lightly on his neck stroking it as he bucked. Ok calm down silly She said laughing.

[illusion]

He lowered his head and licked his lips, then flung it up again and tossed it around showing off even more. He wasnt about to calm down quite yet, happily he rose into a half rear but didnt move his legs not to hurt the girl in front of him. Coming back down he lowered his head, giving her a chance to grab his halter. He wanted out of the arena, it was begining to scare him and make him more edgy.

[illusion]

*hello?*