The horse bounced.
The horse hopped.
The horse rolled around.
Watching Gold Ship's performance, One-Way Passage felt as though a whole new world had opened up.
So this was another way to play.
That was the Gray Coat it had its eye on, all right.
And so, whatever Gold Ship did, One-Way Passage copied beside him.
Gold Ship had always been turned out alone before, but having a neighbor now was pretty nice. At least the two of them could interact a little.
That annoying fellow who did nothing but eat grass had nothing to do with them, after all.
Neigh-
Neigh-
The Stablehands had all left, so the two of them could play however they liked.
What awaited them now were naturally the Two-Year-Old Newcomer Races, and they were under no real pressure before then.
By the time Miku Kuchiki and One-Way Passage's Stablehand came to take them back,
both racehorses were covered in mud.
They had dug up quite a few patches of what had originally been grass with their hooves.
Even their little water buckets had been tossed onto the ground, spilling water everywhere.
The Stablehand felt his blood pressure shoot up!
They would need a thorough bath once they got back.
"One-Way Passage."
Neigh-
One-Way Passage trotted over to the gate, then stretched his neck up, waiting for his Stablehand to take him next door to play.
"You... never mind. Let's go back and get you washed."
One-Way Passage's Stablehand sighed.
What more could you expect from a racehorse?
He had only stepped away for a little while, and this was what had happened. It looked like his workload was going up again today.
There really had been one disaster after another lately.
First, the stable had caught fire because of an employee's mistake, and now