Jun 10, 2023
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Zenyatta, a brilliant competitor on the racetrack but who has had a troubled career as a broodmare, foaled a filly Friday at the Farish fami
Lady Eli’s War Front colt RNA’d for $385,000 today at the Keeneland September Yearling Sale
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Beholder’s War Front filly is adorable
Happy birthday to Beholder’s new daughter
War Front
Clinging to a hope that is thin,
on my lips, a sweet song.
I move along,
for a desire to win rests within.
What is hope,
If not being brave,
as I march towards my grave,
scaling step by step this steep slope.
I can hear that sound,
whistling through the air.
In these white snows Life is rare,
but Death, well, that is all around.
I can see my Brothers now,
some fighting and some done,
I take aim at the enemy lying prone,
today is not the day we bow.
A baby in the cradle,
a mother who paid the ultimate price,
a wife’s painful sacrifice,
a tricolour and a medal.
Lady Eli’s adorable War Front colt is already ready to run
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Considering the amount of blood that were lost - Loki managed to surpass many foes his way, dodging and moving fluidly along the battlefield as a concerned Thor was glancing his way. The fighting had been much more enjoyable for the God of mischief now that he had his oaf of a brother by his side, even if the banter became out of control at times. “Brother! Now” Thor exclaimed, extending his arm to swing his mjornil and smack another enemy further away, fending off the hoard of berserkers whilst Loki had slumped to the ground after thrashing his daggers around. He gave Thor a sly but tired smile and glanced up, bringing a bright and illuminating light down to consume them both after Thor had finished off the last enemy. Taking them home.
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Asgard never changed, in fact it became much busier than ever! The brothers managed to rescue many Asgardians from captivity, even though Loki liked to leave it be now and then, and rule Asgard his own way.
“Loki - you’re hurt. Come, whilst we are in the town, we must look for a healer” Thor grunted. Placing his hand into Loki’s arm to guide him carefully, moving through the small crowds who had welcomed him back. “Honestly brother! Stop your worrying and leave me be - I shall mend by myself” Loki hissed, pulling his arm away before wincing out and holding his ribs. Seeping out through his dark leather clothes was an incision that was made when Loki went to help Thor, causing him to slide into heavy blow by a dagger…. Laughing at the outcome. Thor wasn’t happy with him, even when he was in trouble. It still amused the god of mischief nonetheless!
“Here” Thor decided, pointing to a small herbal shop that was located near them, noticing the smell of something familiar to what he had seen before - he knew this place. Loki frowned and followed his brother tiredly as he entered the shop, holding at his side.
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The lovely Dreamologist - aka the Unicorn of Santa Anita - welcoming her brand new War Front baby into the world