So yeah, I don't own it, and neither does Owl.
So I felt like experimenting, and this is what happened. For those who keep asking, Jet is a character that appears in the Power of Three book Sunrise. Jingo is from the same book.
So enjoy. Something sweet after last time's angst. Review, and we'll get to requests as soon as we can.
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Squirrelflight glanced sideways at her opponent, watching the dark-haired girl jog lightly in place, stretching out her calf muscles rolling her shoulders back and forth. The girl had the same air that Millie carried, cool and confident, and it made Squirrelflight a touch uneasy. She had won her last three races with ease; she wasn't sure that this one would be as simple.
The other girl snapped a hairband off her wrist, startling Squirrelflight, who looked around again just in time to see the girl pull back her fluffy dark brown mane, revealing the row of hoops she wore in her ear. Then the announcer howled into the megaphone, and Squirrelflight turned back to face front, blowing a stray strand of red hair out of her face. It was time to focus.
The sharp sound of a whistle, and the two girls jerked into a run, sprinting around the track with their running shoes pounding against the rubber. The dark-haired girl quickly fell behind, and Squirrelflight resisted the urge to look back at her. Just keep running.
Squirrelflight bent her head and focused on the race. She loved the way that running brought a familiar burn to her legs, the sound of her feet hitting the track a lullaby she heard every day. Her passion for the sport was what kept her sane in the little town she called home.
By the time she'd passed the third turn, the red-headed racer was beginning to feel confident of her victory. It was almost too easy.
Then, as she hit the home stretch, the sound of approaching feet signaled the advancement of her opponent. A moment later, the girl was neck and neck with her, as they'd been at the beginning of the race, and a second after that, the dark-haired girl had drawn ahead. She crossed the finish line a split second before Squirrelflight, the neon blue soles of her shoes bright against the black surface of the track.
The ending whistle sounded, and the crowd erupted into cheers. The two girls jogged slowly to a halt, both pausing beside the bench from which they'd been called for the race, and Squirrelflight turned, holding out a hand.
"Good race. I'm Squirrelflight."
The other racer took her offered hand and gave it a short, brisk shake.
"Jingo." She replied with a nod, then released Squirrelflight's hand in favor of taking a long swallow from her water bottle.
"Hey!" a voice called behind them, and Squirrelflight turned to see Blossomfall, another member of her track team, trotting toward them. "Good race, you guys," she grinned when she reached them, glancing from the red head to her opponent and back. "It was really close there at the end."
Jingo nodded, a slight smile passing over her face as she lowered the water bottle.
"I did not think it would be so difficult," She said, her voice a touch rough and tinted with a rumbling kind of accent. "To get past you, or I would have moved sooner. I am not accustomed to such worthy rivals."
Squirrelflight smiled.
"Thanks. You're really good."
The announcer's voice shrieked out again, announcing the final race, and Jingo turned away, loping back toward the starting line, where a skinny girl waited, practically vibrating with excitement and nerves. Jingo was as calm and composed as she had been when facing Squirrelflight as she prepared to race, and when the starting whistle sounded, she lagged behind just as she had before, moving at an easy pace and speeding up only when the finish line came into view. Squirrelflight and Blossomfall watched with interest, sitting perched on the edge of the bench and sharing what was left of Blossomfall's energy drink. When the final whistle sounded, signaling Jingo's newest victory, they both cheered, grinning widely as the skinny racer fumed.
After the medals had been presented and the racers had returned to the benches to collect their things, both girls moved to congratulate Jingo, who smiled and nodded in return, eyes bright with success. As she picked up her gym bag and slung it over her shoulder, she turned to face them.
"I hope we have the opportunity for a rematch," she told Squirrelflight sincerely. "I believe you could have beaten me."
Squirrelflight beamed.
"I'm not sure about that, but I'd like to try again sometime."
Jingo held out a hand.
"We shall see." She jerked her head over Squirrelflight's shoulder. "Someone is waiting for you. Good luck." Then she shook Blossomfall's hand and walked jogged away. Squirrelflight turned to find Brambleclaw leaning over the fence surrounding the track proper and waving, a grin on his face. She could see her sister, Leafpool, and Leafpool's boyfriend Crowfeather standing behind him, both waving as well.
"You were great!" Brambleclaw called and she smiled, clapping Blossomfall on the shoulder before sprinting over to be engulfed in a hug.
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