Race Agesnt Time

[rosetyler]

A pound of hooves hit the ground. One two three four, one two three four, was the beat. Rose was on her three year oldd Colt, Tiger "C'mon boy! you can do it!" Whispered Rose the Tiger who snorted and doing his best and moved his legs. This was to be his first Race soon andd Rose wanted him to do great like Princess (Who came 3nd in her first Race). Tiger put his neck out as Rose raised in the brown saddle an lightily putting the whip on her boot. Tiger pinned his ears on his head and went faster "Good boy, your doing great" Rose said before using her whip on her boot again making Tiger gain faster speed. He turned around the coner, 'half way there now' Rose thought holding onto the reins as let them rest a bit on his black mane. His strong legs went up and down kicking up the Dirt from the track under him and Rose

Rose looked ahead and going last the line and sat down in the saddle patting the colts sweaty and warm neck "Oh good boy! very good!" Rose yelled as she slowedd him to a walk and he lowed his head down