Lightray flapped his wings like crazy, trying to gain balance.
"FLAP YOUR WINGS WITH GRACE SON NOT LIKE SOME INJURED WASP!" Smokeray hissed. Lightray looked down at him and noticed Lightmist wasn't there. While looking down a wind through his wings off. Lightray rocketted down to the ground but broke his fall just in time for him to land.
"Woah, did you see that dad?" Lightray whinnied.
"Oh I saw it.." He whispered. Lightray wagged his tail, he never saw his father outstanded before.
"I didn't tell you to land! Get back up there and fly like a sky herder!" Smokeray rammed his own son, in surprise Lightray gained his wings and went back to learn how to fly and only two days old.
After seven hours of flying and doing loops and dives and tricks, he head back to find his mother. Where was she? Lightray peaked through some dried up bushes near the Red Rock Mountains and spotted her sitting down, Lightmist had her red wings drooping, her head low, her flowing mane above her eyes. Lightray trotted toward her.
"Mama?" Lightray asked.
Lightmist looked at his dear son, revealing a marking in the shape of a hoof on her cheek. Her eyes were puffy from crying. She turned away, not wanting her son to see her like this. Lightray took a step foward, and when he got a better view of the club, the stench of it had Smokeray all over it. Lightray's father had abused her.
"Mother.." Lightray whispered and wrapped his wings around his grieving mother. Lightmist sobbed, and poor Lightray only two days old had to be the strong one, the conforting foal that had to accept his father just hurt his mother, he had to carry the pain, the misery, but little did he know, life with his family will only get worse and worse.