Hah! Did you see that, you doddering mares? A perfect bullseye!
Excellent shot, Longstride, I'm so proud of you!
Has any contestant ever shot so well in a junior competition? Impossible! My son smashes records as easily as I do. Indeed, even easier. I did not have a teacher such as myself to guide me in my early days. Hear me, Equestria, I'm declaring it now! My son, Longstride, will rise to heights even I cannot. Tune your lutes and sharpen your tongues, you bards, you may as well start composing your songs now!
I will take your money now, you gullible buffoons. What were you thinking when you bet against the son of Ash Frost? Were thoughts involved at all? Yes, I will take every last bit you dared to put up against Longstride. When your dinners prove lacking due to your spending tonight, know that your stomachs rumble in praise of my son.
Come along, Longstride, your father needs to be informed of this achievement. For now, this trophy shall stand with all of mine, but I shall have construction of your own wing done as soon as possible.
Young Longstride developed an interest in archery at a very early age. How much of it was from his mother's prodding, I could not tell back then, nor now. He did show great talent, a sign that Lady Ash Frost may have been right all along. It was a pity in its own way. Seeing her son excel in archery awakened Lady Ash Frost's competitive nature. His victories were hers, even more so in fact. She made sure her boasts were heard far and wide to reach every competitor that might challenge her son.
And others...