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STALKER'S FURY WORKS FOR JANUARY MAIDEN DIRT

-three months ago-

Marissa tossed her hard hat down at the ground bitterly. Stalker had done it this time. The filly was banned from the track for the remainder of the year. Now there was no way she'd be breaking her maiden or running in the Breeder's Cup. The track stewards had also tried to slap Marissa with a two week suspension for not being able to control her horse. The horse in question, Stalker's Fury, had reacted violently when another horse tried to take the lead from them during the race. The other horse required stitches from a nasty bite on it's shoulder. Fortunately, her sister Sarah had been able to argue against the suspension, so Marissa was free to ride other horses. Sarah was looking on the bright side. Riss.. She'll have time to mature. We'll be able to train her out of doing this again. Marissa ignored her. If Stalker had been wearing a newer bridle, she wouldn't have snapped the second noseband that kept her mouth shut. Then she wouldn't have been able to bite anything, much less take a chunk out of another horse.

-present-

Okay Stalker.. If you prove that you can run with other horses without attacking them, we'll be racing again in no time. Marissa told the filly, keeping a firm grip on the reins as they warmed up on their way towards the practice starting gate. Ahead of them were two jockeys hired just for this morning. Marissa didn't know their names.