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Marco chuckled at her statement, eyeing the mare. "Nice," |
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Sundance Sky snorted, rearing slightly, whinnying and neighing, ears perked up. |
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Marco took a slow step back, the rear only triggering small things. |
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"Sundance, down! I'm sorry, Marco. She's always like this, she's a racer." Liliana apologized. |
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"No worries, racers tend to be like that sometimes." He mused, stepping back into the barn. |
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"Three of the Thoroughbreds are racers, and my blue roan mare I used today, she's a barrel racing horse." She explained. |
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"Nice, how much did you buy them for? Because you either got some really expensive and high trained ones, average price and average training, or really cheap like, four hundred to ten thousand dollars with little to no training." He mused, listening in. |
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"Sundance Sky here was about 6k, just cause her old owners didn't want her. My black Thoroughbred stallion, Shadow Flight, was 5k, and the last racing Thoroughbred, my other mare, Ivory Flames, was another 6k. Now, my barrel racing Thoroughbred, Seas Harmony, was 4k." She answered. |
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"Dang, did they come trained like this or did you train them? It'd be pretty rare if they did come this trained for a cheap price," Marco mused, casting his gaze over all 16 horses. |
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"I trained all of them." She stated. |
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