Father Daughter time

Abyaz with his daughters, Juliet and Julia. This is a memory, as in Abyaz's timeline both are around two years old. He's just thinking back to all the times they played about when they were foals and he had to be both father and mother to the pair. 

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Abyaz watched from his box as Dragon and Isis trained on the track. Although the big seal bay was retired from racing, he still raced alongside his daughter Isis as a training coach. Abyaz smiled to himself, for soon he would be racing with his two daughters, Juliet and Julia. He felt sorry for Golden Clairvoyance and Artful Persuasion missing out of the fillies lives. 

Abyaz rememebered when he first met his daughters. Both of them newly weaned, in his opinion too young to be away from their mothers, small, scared and all leg. Juls was more adventurous and rebellious; whereas Juliet was shy and gentle. 

Abyaz thought back to the days where the fillies would play with him in the pasture before falling asleep at his feet, totally confident in his ability to keep them safe. He thought back to the time Juls escaped her stall, jumping out like the show jumper her mother had been, and running into the pasture with him to play before being scolded by the humans. 

He remembered when the fillies started to become more competitive, showing off to him how fast they were, who was best. Of course, Julia being the stronger of the too, usually won, prancing around craving her father's praise. Abyaz remembered when he taught them to race properly and judged the game himself. 

"Stand together now, Julia, no moving!" He said, lining them up. "Race to the tree over there and back." Both fillies listened to his experienced and firm instructions with rapt attention. "Remember to slow down at the turn or you'll fall, ok?"

"Yes, Dad." Juliet answered. julia nodded eagerly. 

"Ok, 3...2...1... Go!"

Both fillies dashed off, their long legs out of kilter and comically flailing.

"I'm faster, Juliet, you'll never catch me!" Juls laughed, racing ahead.

"I'm older, you'll fall at the turn!"

Abyaz watched he'd fondly as the pair raced ahead. How he loved and cherished the little moments.