Long ago, in Lady's Combe there lived an Exmoor pony named Sky. She was a sparkling, chestnut pony with a white blaze coming down her nose. She lived with her pony friends at Dead Woman's Ditch.
Sky was on her way to her best friend Lavender's party which was at 3:00pm. It was held at the two holly trees, right at the end of the track.
“I must leave now,” she shouted to her best friends from across the road, as she set off to the party.
As Sky trotted through the twisted oak trees, she trampled all over the pretty and shiny, emerald green Star Moss. She carried on along the muddy path, then she passed by a squirrel, sitting comfortably on a log beside the path. Normally squirrels would run away, but this one didn't, for some reason!
Chapter one
