03-16-2018, 01:02 PM
He stood in the arena, patiently waiting for the others to finish there tasks. It was finally his turn to participate. The arena was different today, yellow banners hung around an arena, a track stood in front of him.
He was strong, he could move large objects and he could hold his own in a battle but it was no secret that his large frame was not made for running but that does not deter his dedication. He lined up next to the others waiting until he heard the words "Go". His body moved faster than he thought possible, Him and the others kept running, lap after lap. He could only see directly in front of him, the other equines blurred into just a color.
He was rounding the fifth lap and his legs dug into the ground, he ran as fast as he could. His body was drenched in sweat before he knew it he crossed the line. The race was such a blur he was unsure his placing.
OOC: American Pharaoh who was rode by Victor Espinoza
He was strong, he could move large objects and he could hold his own in a battle but it was no secret that his large frame was not made for running but that does not deter his dedication. He lined up next to the others waiting until he heard the words "Go". His body moved faster than he thought possible, Him and the others kept running, lap after lap. He could only see directly in front of him, the other equines blurred into just a color.
He was rounding the fifth lap and his legs dug into the ground, he ran as fast as he could. His body was drenched in sweat before he knew it he crossed the line. The race was such a blur he was unsure his placing.
OOC: American Pharaoh who was rode by Victor Espinoza