Lizbeth Cross

Lizbeth is a slender but curvy young woman. The girl can often be found in the her basic laid back blue jeans and a heavy hoodie. Her shoes of choice are generally black or brown boots with a flare of chain around the ankle. The female's brunette curly hair reaches to about the middle of her back, but her deep emotional brown eyes are definitely a high point.

The female is definitely off the bat very sincere and affectionate to those who approach her. While she can be kind, she's been known for her hot temper that can flare quite easily. The female is extremely indecisive majority of the time often just solving her problems by doing flickering her finger left to right in a classic childhood rhythm. Lizbeth is opinionated, always speaking her free mind with little regard to how those around her might view her opinions.

Lizbeth wasn't new to racing horses in the least. As the proud owner of Willow Creek Stables it wasn't a surprise to see that she had moved in on the racing located here. This would be her beginning. After her father had passed away he left the farm in her name but informed her she would have to prove her own with her own horses to see the true earnings of his youth and age. Lizbeth didn't care about the money. She saw this as just another challenge between her and her old man to show she could do it.

Now she was off with one of her prize filly's in the back of the trailer. She could hear Lighter knocking her hooves around the structure not amused that she was in one again. Light 'Em Up wasn't a easy horse to deal with. She had tons of attitude similar to her owner Lizbeth except Lizbeth couldn't be bought with rubs behind the ears or a carrot. As they neared the racetrack she could feel the brisk air meeting her cheeks and knew quite instantly they had already arrived. Patting her stable hand Rick on the back she pushed her way out of the truck toward the Trailer. Telling Rick to get the saddle and gear for the Filly.

Before their Jockey Danielle could even glance at the Filly, Lizbeth was shying her away. 'Danielle, I think I will take Lighter out today why don't you grab Autumn Leafs from Jeffery. I'm worried about his leg after his fall with that new horse in Pop's ...well my stock now.' Lizbeth bit her lip at the reminder and started to climb onto Light 'Em Up, but the Filly was floating around nervously as she eyed the nearby horses. 'Alright, Lighter. Calm down and relax already you crazy doe-eyed horse you.' Reaching around to rub at the Filly's ear she relax some but eyed Lizbeth with a horseish grin. Lizbeth set Ligher into a trot onto the track just to get her a little stretch in before setting her off in full swing. Danielle followed closely careful to bring the dark chestnut Autumn Leafs at Lighter's heels but not too close as she wasn't the friendliest filly to other horse.

'Hey there !' Lizbeth waved off to those ahead who were also training their horses.