Balto: A Horse of his Own
by Ewolfbalto
This story happened before Balto and Hunter won the Presidents Cup. Before Balto and Hunter Became famous. This story is about Hunter's early life and the first time that Balto and Hunter met.
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It was three o'clock in the morning. Young Alec Ramsey was checking on all the broodmares at Hopeful farm. Alec checked on the most prized mare on Hopeful farm, Black Minx.
Black Minx won the Kentucky Derby by a nose againest a blood bay colt named Winertime. In the Belmont Winertime had a fracture in his leg. That was the end of Winretime's carrer as a racer. Black Minx was also retiredto become a brood mare. Wintertime was bought by Hopeful farm to become a stud.
Alec looked at the chart next to Black Minx's stall. It said:
Black Minx Big Ben
Unknown foal
Alec looked into Black Minx's stall. She was laying on her side, groaning. Alec ran up the stairs nearby that led to Henry Dailey's appartment. Alec knowed on the door.
"WHAT!" a voice said inside.
"Henry," Alec said. "Black Minx is foaling."
"I NEED SOME SLEEP," the voice yelled. "Go get Jinx."
"Okay Henry," Alec walked down the stairs to the tack room. Alec saw a man getting ready for the feeding that morning.
"Jinx. Black Minx is foaling and Henry is in a bad mood."
"Well it is early for him," the man said. "I'll be there in just a second."
"Okay," Alec walked over to Black Minx's stall. The black mare was laying down. Her body full soaked with sweat. Beside her was small bay foal with a blaze and four socks. Alec bent to have a better look at the foal. Jinx walked into Black Minx's stall. He had a towel in his hands. He gave it to Alec, and Alec started to dry little foal.
"Is it a colt or filly," Jinx asked Alec.
"It's a colt," Alec said. "A bay colt."
"Has alot of pride in him," Jinx said.
"Black Pride," Alec said. "That's a good name for him."
"Sure is," Jinx said. "You go get some sleep. I'll do the feeding for you this morning."
Alec yawned. "Okay. I do need it for today." Alec walked out of the barn and into the cold March night. Alec walked up to across the driveway. Alec saw the house just a short distance away. He walked into the house and tip toed up to his room. He flung into his bed an fell asleep quickly.
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Alec was riding Black Pride on the training track that Hopeful farm had. Black Pride cantered into the first turn.
In the backstretch the bay yearling slowed down to a very slow canter. Alec swung the whip at him. But the colt never went any faster.
When Alec got off of Black Pride Henry came up to him.
"This horse looks so much like a champion, he eats like a champion, but he runs like a slug," Henry said to Alec.
"Henry," Alec said. "Black Pride is not going to be a racer."
"Well what are we going to do with him," Henry said.
"Sell him," Alec said.
"Okay," Henry said. "We'll sell him in auction."
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Balto Hybird was riding a horse named Stateman's Silloutte on a jumping course.
"Nice riding Balto," Lori Shoemaker said. "Steady, steady...." Balto and "Silly" soared over a jump.
Balto and Silly trotted over to Lori. "That was some great riding you did Balto."
"Thanks," Balto said.
"Too bad you don't have a horse," a voice said.
"Emily I will get a horse," Balto said. "Someday."
"If the rumors are ture then there is a auction going on down at the CA," Emily said.
"They are ture," Lori said. "I got my self a fine horse down there."
"Well I guess I will finally get a horse of my own," Balto said.
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Alec and Henry were sitting in the audience of the auction at the CA. They watched horse after horse be sold. Balto, Lori, and Emily were in the crowd too. They watched horse after horse be sold. Then Black Pride came out.
"This horse was bred at Hopeful farm," the annoucer said. "Will never be a racehorse. Now do I have $200 for this fella."
"That's the one," Lori said. "He'll be perfect."
"So if I get a little crazey, look a little hazey, no one kisses your way, will you think I'm okay, set the sun on fire, scream a little higher,hold you in the moon light, I say if you say alright," Emily sang to her cd that she was listening to. "What."
"Okay Lori," Balto said. "He looks calm anyways. $1,000."
"I have a thousand do I have $1,500," the annoucer said. "Going once, going twice, sold to Balto Hybird of Windy Hills Horse Farm."
"Yes," Balto said. "Now what do we name him."
"Black Pride is not a good name," Lori said. "It makes him more like a racer. Something like Time to Hunt would be good."
"Nah," Emily said. "Big Time is better.
"Maybe but I think that Hunter's Time would be better," Balto said.
"Well you are his owner," Lori said. "Your choice."
"Okay then, " Balto said. "My new horse's name is Hunter's Time. Hunter for short."
"That sounds good," Emily said.
"I'm going to go see him," Balto said.
"Okay," Lori said. "Emily and I will pick out any horses that would be good for lessons."
"See ya," Balto said.
"See ya," Emily and Lori said.
"How about that one? Emily." Lori said pointing at a bay mare in foal to
the Black.
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Balto walked over to where Black Pride was being stabled. Balto saw grooms sprinting from stall to stall.
He then saw a stall with the lable on it that said:
Black Pride
Bred at Hopeful Farm
Yearling Colt
Bay
Blaze and Four socks
Balto looked inside the stall. He saw the bay colt in the stall. Balto put his hand (paw is more like it). The colt came up and sniffed Balto's hand.
"Your name's not Black Pride any more," Balto said. The colt looked up at him. "Your new name's Hunter's Time. Okay, Hunter."
"Are you Balto Hybird," a female voice said.
Balto turned around. He saw a beautiful husky standing there. "Yeah," He said. "I am."
"I'm Jenna Husky," the husky said.
"Jenna we must get going I've got my new horse in the trailer, and we need to go back to the farm," a mean voice said.
"Steele," Jenna said. "I have my own car. Besides, I would like to move my horse to a different farm. I don't like the CA."
"Fine then," Steele said. "And you must be that wolf-dog." (Yep Steele still hates Balto.)
"Yes I am," Balto said.
"HELLO!" Emily said. "I've been standing here for ten minutes and I need to see Hunter."
"Fine hes in the stall," Balto said. Emily went into the stall.
"Steele go away," Jenna said.
"Fine," Steele said. He walked away.
"Well I guess you might have a farm," Jenna said.
"Well, no," Balto said. "My horse is going to be boarded at this farm. It is called Windy Hills Horse Farm."
"Do you mind if I can board my horse there," Jenna said.
"I'm sure we wouldn't mind if you did board at Windy Hills," Lori said, leading the bay mare in foal to the Black. "Emily and I bought her. The foal will be Emily's."
"Yeah," Emily said.
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Hunter went to Windy Hills Horse Farm that day. Balto put him in a paddock to let him run for a while. Hunter just grazed. Balto put up fences in the paddock for Hunter to jump over if he wanted to. As soon as they were up Hunter jumped over all of them. Balto watched Hunter jump the jumps.
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"Emily Long, what is the square route of six," a voice said.
" Huh, oh, 24," Emily said. She was day dreaming again.
"Next time will you be 'here' class," the teacher said.
"Yes Ms. Millen," Emily said. The bell rang.
"Okay now you know what your homwork is," Ms. Millen said. "And have a good weekend."
Emily got her books and walked out of the classroom. Her friend Lydia Moore and Nolle Minart were right beside her.
"Emily," Lydia said. "Are you enjoying 7th grade."
"A little," Emily said.
"Hey Emily," a voice said. Emily looked around and saw Scott Smith.
"Hi Scott," Emily never left her eyes off of him. (Emily has a crush on him.)
"Emily you have to get to class," Nolle said.
"I know," Emily said going into Mrs. Sensibough's room.
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"Oh man I hate desecting frogs," Emily said when she got out of the science #3 classroom.
"My the fallowing students please come to the front office," the loudspeaker annouced. "Scott Smith, Lydia Moore, Nolle Minert, and Emily Long. Please come to the front office. Again, Scott Smith, Lydia Moore, Nolle Minert, and Emily Long. Please come to the front office."
"Oh, tarter sauce," Emily mumbled under her breath. When she got to the front office she saw Balto and Lori standing there. Nolle was there too. "What is going on?" Emily said when she got into the room.
"Well," Lori said. "Your mom said that she was going to be here but we are only here for Devon."
"And I'm here because I need to uh get some files for a assignment for my college degree," Balt said. "My professor told me to learn about middle schoolers behavier." (Balto is still in college.)
Emily's mom came into the room. She walked over to Emily and said, "Emily you have to go to the dentist today."
Scott and Lydia entered the room.
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Emily walked into the barn that day after her visit to the dentist. She walked into Hunter's stall and petted him.
Then Emily heard sombody walk into the barn. She saw Scott come into th barn. Lucy walked up to Scott. Emily walked out of Hunter's stall and said, "Scott, uh what are you doing here."
"Well I had nothing to do so I thought you may need some help here," Scott said.
"Okay then," Emily said.
"You can help us muck the stalls and after that you can help us get some horses ready to be riden," Lucy said giving him a shovel.
"Okay where do I put my backpack," Scott asked.
"Over there," Lucy said. She pointed to a desk in the office.
"Okay so Emily," Lucy said. "You and Scott muck out stalls and I'll add the bedding. Sounds good."
"Yeah," Scott said. Emily only nodded. So the three went to work. They cleaned and mucked out stalls. When Balto came he just got Hunter and groomed him.
"Hunter I'm going to ride you today," Balto said as he placed the bridle on Hunter's head. He then took him out to the ring and mounted the colt. Hunter was very clam and steady. Balto then turned Hunter towards where Lori was lunging a beginer rider. Balto jophers rubbed againest Hunter's sides. Balto hadn't ridden bareback in such a long time. Balto knew right away that Hunter was a medaim. Balto opened the gate and walked Hunter down to the barn. He dismounted. Balto untacked Hunter and led him into his stall. Balto then went into the office and looked at all the Dover Saddlerly cattalogs he could find. First Balto went to the bridle and halter section. Balto circled the halter and bridle that he thought would be good for Hunter. Balto looked at the bits and found one he liked. Balto then went to the blanket section and circled a hunter/blue blanket for him. Then Balto looked at saddles he needed a new one anways. His old one had already cost him a fall. Balto circled a light brown all purpose saddle.
Balto walked ou of the office and went into Hunter's stall. The colt was asleep in his stall. He was lying down on his side. (Seabicuit was like that too.)
"Balto," Lori said. "Do you want to start training Hunter tomorrow?"
"Sure," Balto said.
"I'll teach him dressage and you can teach him to jump," Lori said.
"Okay," Balto said.
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The next day Balto got Hunter out and put him on a lung line. Balto set up a jump for Hunter to jump over. Hunter snorted with happeyness and soared over the jump. Balto then got Hunter new saddle and bridle and tacked up the colt. Balto rode him around the ring and then asked for the canter. Hunter cantered. Balto steered Hunter towards a jump. It was low. Hunter turned away from the jump and head over to a jump that was on the top hole. Hunter soared over the jump as if he was a giant. Hunter then went over another jump and another one. Then Hunter had compeleted a whole course with pro style. Balto knew this horse was better then he could imangine.
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"Balto we have to show this horse in puplic," Lori said. "He could became famous. Maybe as famous as Silly. We have to find a good show to enter him in."
"The Columbia Classic," Balto said.
"Okay," Lori said. "But Hunter has to be four or over to enter."
"We can wait," Balto said.
"Okay then," Lori said. "I think you and Hunter will win."
"I think that Hunter will be better then we think," Balto said. "Hunter and I may even go to the Olympics."
"I think so," Lori said.
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This is the first of the series that I am making. More are coming. I am already am working on my next story.
Balto, Jenna, and Steele belong to Univeresal Studios.
Hunter's Time belong to me, Ewolfbalto. If you want to use him ask for my permission first. E-mail me at ewolfbalto@yahoo.com if you want to use Hunter.
Soctt Smith, Lydia Moore, Nolle Minert, Lori Shoemaker, Lucy (I don't know her last name, and Emily Long, do not belong to me. They are real people. I am Emily Long.
Alec Ramsey, Henrey Dailey and Balck Minx are Copyright to Walter Farley.
Please do not use Hunter with out my permission. If you want to use him, PLEASE E-MAIl ME at ewolfbalto@yahoo.com.