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[center][color=#837E7C][b]MENTIONS:[/b] [@Severance] [/color][/center]

[color=#837E7C]It was already a thrilling start. The wind whipped against her face as her hat remained on the top of her head. Jules kept her gaze forward, unflinching as some horses sped by her. It didn't concern her. She knew that the other horses would tire out soon enough, though she kept up a good pace nevertheless. Greasy Sand wasn't using his full power yet, and even the horse seemed a little uncaring about some other horses overtaking them. A few moments passed-- there were already some horses that were beginning to slow down because of their mad dash towards the others. These weren't machines that one could run for as long as they'd like. Even Greasy Sand knew that, and he was a horse!

Though, her ride wasn't as going as smoothly as she planned. Greasy Sand started to huff louder, his ears swiveling back in her direction. Something was clearly agitating him, though she wasn't sure what. The other horses to her sides weren't [i]that[/i] close to him. That being said, they were more entertained with the other riders rather than with her. That was when Jules decided to peer over her shoulder... and was met with an absolute demon of a horse and its rider. The both of them were practically on top of her. Having that [i]beast[/i] on her tail wasn't doing her any good... and she didn't think she could separate from him. No, this guy had his sights on her. 

A curse left her as she slowed down slightly until she was neck to neck with the stranger. Jules sent a glare in his direction, her face one of pure annoyance. The least she could hope for was that he would overtake her and she'd find another method in getting ahead of him later on in the stage. If things went well, that was. [/color]