It was the RSNC World Finals,the year.2013.I was riding my black mare known as Ninja.An tonight was Saturday,the final round of the year.The 8 handicap finals."Come on Ninja!"I call out as she runs to greet me.Her ears were pricked and excited.I slip her bit into her mouth and pat her jowl."A lovely Black Mare.As well as her rider."Purred a voice.I whip around to she a male in a black trench coat,a fendora hat with a red rose in is rim.An he was ghostly pale.His chest and abs were visible however he couldn't see the eye roll due to my large hat."Thank you sir."I reply shyly."An you wear the color red,is it appropriate if I ask why?"He asks.I clench my fists."It's my Favorite color."I mumble."Pam your up!"Called out Tommy."Right!"I call back."See you again later,I suppose?"He questions."Certainly."I reply mounting on Ninja.

I was a 2 in RSNC ratings and I was riding with Cali Brookshire,a thirteen year old who's a 4."Ready?"I nod and drive hard into the herd."Six,Six,Cattle Number Six."Said Dave Wolfe.
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
4 out of 10
The blank driving to me.Ninja rearing as the cow strikes her chest.She stood up and down and we were falling into the panels.Right before the judge.My back hits the metal panels and I fall to the ground,watching the Black horse run after the other seven cows.All in which trampled me.My vision was hazy,I felt something run down my side.

The bloody hand of the judge.