Jezzabelle took a step up fro her second shot. She could put more effort behind the toss and she new it. Holding tightly to the horse she she swung her arm back and forth in practice. If she could do it right she would get that pink one.

Taking a deep cleansing and calming breath she was ready to go. One. To-ho. Three. She let it go and watched as it landed around the pink one with a loud sounds CLANK! Despite the people watching she proceeded to dance joyfully. Feeling accomplished for having managed landing on the one she wanted in the first place.