Airs Above The Ground: Prologue

I don't know if anyone has done anything similar but this is an equestrian based fanfic, but I'll include definitions of any horsey-type words and feel free to message/review if anything needs explaining!
~ Airs above the ground - are movements in haute école or 'high school' classical dressage (the art of riding and training a horse in a manner that develops obedience, flexibility, and balance) where the horse leaves the ground with two or four feet in response to the rider's commands. Made famous by the Lippizan horses at the Spanish Riding School.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Cassandra Clare, my own plot.
Includes most characters from TMI and a couple from TID.
Characters are most likely OOC.

''This type of training is extremely useful for both showjumpers as it improves flexibility and balance in both horse and rider as well as developing muscle groups.'' Will, the chef d'équipe [A/N basically a team coach for an equestrian team] lectured, demonstrating a canter over some caveletti [A/N Very small jumps that are slightly off the ground], on the outside of the team's huge sand arena.
''That's all for today, enjoy the rest of your day and get ready to leave for the Olympic park first thing tomorrow morning!'' He advised, jumping down from his mount.

Clary was still sat atop Inferno, her bright chestnut horse who matched her hair, when the rest of the team filed out and Isabelle approached her.
''You ready for tomorrow?'' Izzy inquired excitedly.
Clary instantly broke out of her daydream and saw Izzy and her horse, Athena.
''Huh?..'' Clary yawned.
''Will you ever stop daydreaming?'' the girl laughed.
''Sorry, I'm just trying not to think about tomorrow.'' Clary uttered, fidgeting in the saddle.
''Nervous then?''
''Tremendously.'' she sighed.
''Everything will be fine.'' Isabelle assured, stroking Athena's neck.

Clary looked up at Isabelle, one of her best friends, her jet black, dead straight hair fell down her back from under her riding helmet. Izzy's vibrant blue eyes glistened excitedly back at Clary.
''C'mon, we better get the horses washed and there's a tonne of tack to be cleaned too.''
''Only you would have a blue roan horse that needs washing almost every day Iz.'' Clary retorted.
Izzy led the way out of the gently lit indoor arena, with show jumps propped up against the walls. Clary followed behind clicking Inferno on, taking in the last of the familiar leather and horse smell inside the arena, with her reins loosened and her head occupied with mixed feelings of tomorrow.

As soon as she got home from the yard that evening, and jumped in the shower, Clary collapsed into her comfy bed. Not long before her eyes had started to , she heard a quiet knock on her bedroom door.
''Clary, it's Jon.'' she heard her brother whisper behind the door.
''Come in.'' Clary murmured sleepily, sitting up on her shoulders and turning on her bedside lamp, illuminating the room. Jonathon, her brother, stuck his head through the open door, his face lined with a grin. He looked so much like their father, Valentine, with his blonde-white hair and dark eyes. Whereas Clary was the spitting image of a younger version of their mother, Jocelyn.

''What's up?'' Clary questioned, rubbing her eyes with one hand.
''Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.'' Jonathon fretted.
''It's fine.'' she told him.
''I just wanted to say that you did really well today, and don't worry about Will, he's being hard on everyone lately especially since we're competing against his younger cousin in a couple of days.'' He revealed, leaning against Clary's door frame.
''Will has a cousin?'' She asked.
''Yeah, one of my long distance friends actually.'' Jon pushed his hair back from where it fell into his face.
''Oh.'' Clary replied, not really knowing what else to say.
''You remember Jace, right?'' He went on.
''Briefly, why?'' She questioned further, remembering that all used to play together when they were little.
''Well, he used to be on our team, but then when his parents got offered some job opportunities in America, he joined the showjumping team over there and I guess he's now on the Olympic team. Which is why Will is making the team work hard because -''
''He doesn't want to lose to his cousin?'' Clary butted in, raising her eyebrows.
''Yeah, but also as their our rivals, just as we are to them, it's going to be a race to the gold medal Clary.'' Jonathon informed his sister, rubbing the back of his neck worriedly.
''I never knew Jace was on the Olympic team thought. I only found out from Will, I guess he wanted it to be a surprise, we only spoke about a month ago. Anyway, I'll leave you to sleep, I know that you need it and we all have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.'' He added, before slowing turning to exit Clary's room.
''Thanks Jon, night.'' Clary mumbled, ready to close her eyes.
''Goodnight Clary.'' Jonathon replied over his shoulder, pulling the door shut behind him. Clary flicked the switch on her bedroom light and the room was engulfed in darkness, she dropped off to sleep without thought of what the next day would bring.

Thanks for reading! Please review and I hope you like it. Not sure when I will post the first chapter as I have exams I need to do in the next month but might write some more this week :)