Brightriver soared over the trees racing her older brother Bravewind. Just then she heard an ear piercing whinny. She dove down to the herd. In the center of it all was Crossfire. Crossfire found her eyes and she shook her head. He nodded knowing she wanted him not to let the herd know that the knew each other. Her father Flamewing and her mother Crystalcloud came up to him. "I'm Crossfire son of Lotuscloud and Wirewing. I have some troubling news sir." Her father scowled at him. He looked toward Brightriver and nodded. She nodded back and flew away.
After Stormfrost came back from the Golden Meadow, nothing was ever the same. She retained her position as over mare, at least until Flamefire came to take his rightful position as Flamewing. Stormfrost kept her name, and the Sun Herd pegasi respected her. The other herds remained peaceful for the time being, and sometimes Lightwing would come to say hello. Flamefire was always with him. Raincloud kept her duties as lead mare because there was no one else to fill the spot. Sun Herd was a peaceful place, and the pegasi were happy. Grassfeather and Stormfrost rarely talked anymore, but Stormfrost never felt alone. Sometimes pegasi would ask her what the Golden Meadow was like, and she would always say, “It is paradise.” After a few moons, Ashroot got sick and flew to the Golden Meadow. Stormfrost was sad, but she knew that Ashroot would be happy there. Life would continue on, in an endless cycle, forever and ever, and the pegasi that finish their cycle have a place to go, a path to take, one that could never end.