Bender Maiden Weekly

WBS Weekly Races
Class: WBS Weekly Maiden Thoroughbred Flat Race (Left Handed 1 mile on dirt)
RESULTS

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Abhijat Devar was assigned by Mikah Tully to ride WBS's new stud in the weekly maiden. He'd raced with his breeders before, placing 6th, but the 2 year old was still young. Mikah had purchased him in hopes that if he didn't do well on the track, at least his striking coat may attract potential breeders later on. Still, he had to start the colt somewhere, and he figured the stress of traveling off the island wouldn't be best to start off with, so he chose a home race. Abhijat didn't mind the work, Dallas had been preoccupied preparing her triple crown hopeful for the Belmont with Zenyaroah's jockey, so he hadn't had work for a little while and was eager to be picked up by Mikah for this little race. When Abhijat was done preparing in the jockey's room, he exited to the tack up area. As he was walking over, he heard a giggle that made him glance in curiosity. A little female jockey was staring at him, giggling as she motioned to his facial hair. He furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed his chin in defense, scoffing as he turned and went to his stud. He had recognized her silks, she was from Helios Farms, one of their White Blood Stable's sisters. That was also where they had purchased the colt from, in fact. He was standing with the colt, about to mount when the girl suddenly was right beside him. He jumped in surprise at her sudden appearance and stared at her blankly. She was very pretty. And then she opened her mouth. “Hey, you got a little… Oh, you're growing that? I thought you had a caterpillar or bug or something on your face, my bad..” And with that, she giggled and turned to go mount her horse. His jaw dropped and he scowled before retorting back, "I think some three year old's left their stickers on your face... oh wait, that's permanent?" He hollered, then his voice whined down, "oh noooo..." He rolled his eyes and mounted. He didn't know why, but for some reason he kept glancing at the woman, distracted by her to no end.

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