Elaina approached the man showing the striking champagne filly at the Breeder's Showcase. She was indeed for sale. An appointment for the next day was set up and contact numbers exchanged. The barn wasn't far from where they were staying for the showcase, and soon enough Elaina found herself driving up a slightly misty dirt driveway and parking outside a large wooden barn.
The owner was waiting to greet her, and smiled as she got out of the car. "Y'know, I've been using the same colour on her as you have your hair" Elaina laughed, and he showed her into the barn. "So her registered name is Oak's Chandon Lena - the Chandon because she's champagne, ha ha - and I'm sure you're familiar with the other two names." Elaina shook her head "I'm more familiar with warmblood lines myself" The man looked suprised "Well, you've chosen the right filly to expand your knowledge with. We just call her Lena around the barn, and I'll give you her papers to look at later. Here she is"
That same pale face peeked out from behind a stall door. Elaina couldn't help but smile - she looked even sweeter than she remembered. She reached out and stroked the filly's face, the freckled lips searching her hands and sleeves for treats.
Elaina hadn't noticed the owner disappearing and he made her jump when he spoke. "I'll get her tacked up" "Oh, has she been started already?"she asked, standing out of the way as the filly was lead to the crossties. "Sure has, only been under saddle for the past six weeks. She's rising four. Real nice to work with, this one."
Out in the arena, he put the filly through her paces. She was still green but did everything she was asked without hesitation, and made it all look easy. He trotted her up to Elaina. "So, you getting on?" Elaina paused. "I didn't know she was broken in or that I'd be riding her...I didn't bring a helmet." The owner laughed, taking off his hat. "Here, wear this!"