WINTERS DREAM

PROLOGUE

" hey dad can you help me tack up storm please?" Winter asked. " sure thing honey. Go and get the tack and I'll start brushing her." Dad said. As winter walked of to get storms tack she heard the anouncer in the jimping ring judging the 4th girl before her. " "as sylvia swanburg and her gray arabain gunmetal gray enter the ring they stop and bow to the judges. They may begin". There was silence for a couple of seconds they a round of applause. As winter entered the tack room for storms tack she met her only competition. Sarah wentwerth and her horse pengins pride had come in second to her and storm every jumping show they went to and she was determined to beat her in the final. " Sarah". Winter dipped her head to her." Winter". Sarah repeted the gusture to her." Hows Eye of the storm?" Sarah asked. " storm is fine thank you and what about pengins pride. Is he okay ?" Winter asked." Im glad storm is fine she is a fine jumper and as for pride he is on top form today." Sarah responded . for a momet 
Winter was to shocked to speak as for sarah never gave praise to another competitors horse let alone winters. "Thank you Sarah and im glad that pegins pride is well. Now if you will excuse me i need to grab storms tack. Bye " winter said . sarah noded in return. As she grabbed storne tack and went to go back to storm she noticed that 2 people already completed there rounds and theere was only 2 people left before winters turn. As she walk up to the beautiful brown and white paint mare she noticed there wasnt a speck of dirt on her, her mane was braided up, her tail was in a french braid and her hoofs where oiled " hey good job dad ".  winter praised her father. " oh it was nothing just a little bit of old wlbow grease here and there and ta duh. "  her dad said a little ambarrsed . as winter studid the mare again she noted how her long red fore lock was braided and trailed down her all white face. " Come on and lets get you ready ". Her dad voice brought her out of her thoughts. " yeah lets go" she said. It took 15 minutes to get ready and tack up storm and by the time they where done her name was called into the ring for her round. " WINTER CLINE PLEASE COME INTO THE RING FOR YOUR ROUND." The anoucer called . " here let me give you a leg up" dad offered." Thanks that will be a big help " winter said . as her dad gave her a leg up on to storm the mare shifted restlessly. " easy storm once we win this we can go home kay girl." Winter soothed the mare . as they walked into the ring they where met by a round of applause. "AND NOW IN THE RING IS WINTER CLINE AND HER PAINT MARE EYE OF THE STORM . THEY ARE THE WINNERS OF THE 7 SHOW JUMPING EVENTS BEFORE THIS AND ARE KNOW LOOKING TO WIN THIS AND GO ON TO THE CHAMPION SHIPS. WIll THEY DO IT WHO KNOWS" winter walked  up to the judges stand and bowed to them." THEY MAY BEGIN".the anouncer boomed. " come on girl this is your competition do it for you". Winter whispered to the mare. As winter aimed for they first fence she kicked eye of the storm in to a canter. Just before the fence she rose in the saddle and they got over it just fine same with the second one, the third, the forth, the fith and the sixths and as winter face storm to the triple jump the mare pricked her ears . up and over 2 strides up and over 2 and up and over and like that they cleared the triple and where on to the last jump. The last thing winter rembered was the tiny snap of a bone breaking , the feel off balance as storm rose in the the air, the scream of pain storm gave as she broke her leg, storm collapsing on her , the announcer calling "EYE OF THE STORM IS DOWN" and some one yelling " NOOOOOOOOO" THEN EVERY THING WENT BLACK