We start out our story in a cave in the open ranges of Wyoming, where a black mare with a white blaze and four white stockings lay groaning on the floor. Then suddenly two tiny hooves appeared! A serge of pain hit the mare, and legs and a nose followed the hooves. Soon a chestnut foal was behind the mare, and the black rose began to clean her foal. The baby, a filly, to whom her dam had decided to call Reckless, after her ancestor, the great Sergeant Reckless, an awesome war horse.
Some 50 miles away a girl blew out the candles on her birthday cake. She had dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes tall, she had loved horses since she was born. Next to her another girl with brownish hair and hazel eyes stood.
"Happy Birthday Jay!" Kate yelled. Jay cut thick slabs of cake for each of her guests, Kate Ryde, a competitive trail ride, Sadie Tascwan a highly acclaimed saddle seat rider, and Cassie McErdle a great halter showman. From Kate, Jay received a raw hide bit-less bride complete with silver rings to look like the bit. From Sadie there was an assortment of brushes and treats. Last from Cassie there was a gift certificate to Dover Saddlery for three free items. Jay thanked everyone and they all headed out to the barn.
A week had passed since Reckless's birth. She was beginning to show some of her own spirit. Her mother, Black sun had noticed an uncanny ability of her foals, to jump rocks and the occasional shrub in the plains. Reckless also loved to sprint and then slow, sprint and then slow. She drove her mother crazy in doing this but Black Sun could tell her child would be one of greatness.