rising

[Snowflake]

Running the brush off the filly's silky bay bodice one last time, I suddenly realised just how far Flyer had come. It was only a matter of weeks ago that she'd been grade four, and almost unknown in the racing world. In fact, i think the only reason people had know who she was back then was because she was Merry Bay King's daughter, and she belonged to us.

As I set the green and gold diamond patterned saddle blanket on Flyer's back, I couldn't held but notice how beautiful she looked in it. It looked striking against her pretty bright bay coat