and Lauren laughed in delight. âUse your magic so we can fly through it, Twilight!â
He tossed his head and a purple spark flew out of his horn above his head. Theair around it shimmered in a pale violet circle. As the snowflakes touched the edge of the light they vanished. Twilight flicked sparks from his horn until there was a line of them arching over him and Lauren like a magic purple rainbow, keeping the falling snow off them. They cantered through the sky, staying warm and dry. Lauren wrapped her hands in Twilightâs mane and laughed out loud in delight. She loved flying through snow! âFaster, Twilight! Faster!â They swooped and soared. By the time they reached the farm, they were both out of breath but their eyes were glowing.
âThat was brilliant!â Lauren said.
Twilight nodded. âI hope it snowstomorrow when weâre out with Michael and Moonshine!â
Lauren slid off his back. The snow was settling on the ground. She patted his neck. âIâd better turn you back now.â
She said the words of the Undoing Spell and Twilight turned back into a pony. She put him into his stable and put his night rug on him. Through his half door she could see the white flecks of snow swirling down through the black sky. He nuzzled her cheek softly and blew on her hair.
She gave him a hug. âNight, Twilight. Iâll see you tomorrow.â
She hurried back to the house. Excitement was buzzing through her.What a fun night! Playing games with Michael, helping Rosie, flying through the snowâ¦A grin spread across her face. She loved having a unicorn of her own!
CHAPTER
Seven
When Lauren woke up the next morning, the snow was lying thickly on the ground. Twilightâs field was a carpet of white, icicles were hanging from the roof of the house, and every tree branch was weighted down with snow. The snow had stopped falling but the clouds were grey and heavy and it looked as if more snow would fall soon.
Lauren hurried downstairs. Max was outside with their dad and Buddy, having a snowball fight. Laurenâs mum was in the kitchen, making hot chocolate. âMorning, honey. Hot chocolate for you?â
âYes, please. Can I have some marshmallows on top?â Lauren asked eagerly.
âBefore breakfast?â Mrs Foster grinned. âOh, go on then. Iâll have some too!â
As Lauren fetched them from the cupboard the phone rang. Her mum went through to the lounge to answer it. She came back a few moments later. âThat was Jodie, Michaelâs mum. Itâs too snowy for him to ride over today butsheâs going to bring him over in the car about eleven.â
Lauren nodded. It would have been fun to go riding but the snow looked too deep.
Never mind
, she thought to herself.
We can still go flying tonight!
Her mum put the mugs on a tray. âCome on! Put your boots and gloves on and letâs go outside!â
They went outside to join Max and Mr Foster. Buddy was racing around, pouncing on the snow and chasing snowballs. Lauren grinned. He was covered with a fine coating of snow. âHe looks like a yeti!â
Max lay down in the snow to make a snow angel.
âWatch out, Max!â Mrs Foster called as Buddy raced over and leapt on top of him, plumy tail wagging and tongue hanging out of his mouth. Max squealed and giggled and rolled over, pushing Buddy off. When he stood up he was covered in snow from the top of his hat to the toes of his boots.
âNow you both look like yetis!â grinned Lauren.
âIâm a yeti!â Max roared like a monster and picking a huge armful of snow he raced at Lauren and chucked it over her head.
She squealed and, grabbing handfuls of snow, she started to chase him around the driveway. Catching up with him she stuffed some snow down his jumper, but then she felt a thump as her dad got her squarely on the back with a snowball. She swung round. âGet him, Max!â she cried.
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