I think y'all will like this one better XD

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After Ravenleaf gave the two foals the 'talk', she lifted her head and peered straight up into the sky. It was now mid afternoon. Ravenleaf turned back to the foals. "I just remembered that I have patrolling duty with Twistwing. So, Whisperfrost, you and Alderflare must stay with the Elders." Before Ravenleaf even finished her sentence, Whisperfrost's face had fallen into a frown. Whenever Ravenleaf leaves for whatever reason, Whisperfrost has to stay with the Elders. Ravenleaf nuzzled both colt and filly, then stood up and lifted off. Whisperfrost watched with a heavy heart as her mother soared to the other side of the valley, then disappeared into the sky.

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"What are the Elders and Whisperfrost, why are you so unhappy?" Alderflare asked, noticing her upset expression. Whisperfrost stood up and shook the snow off her wings. "The Elders are the old pegasi in our herd. They are some sort of a caretaker to foals. They lay under a pine tree in the middle of the meadow and tell stories and legends to any foal willing to listen." Whisperfrost whispered. "Well, that doesn't sound so bad!" Alderflare said, standing up and trying to fold his limp wing on his back.

It wasn't the Elders that bother Whisperfrost. In fact, Whisperfrost loves the elders. They never yell. They are so wise and patient that Whisperfrost can't help but like them. Plus, they are one of the only steeds in the herd who don't make fun of her for her blind eye. So, it's not the elders who bother her; it's the foals that they look after.

One filly in particular especially likes to give Whisperfrost a hard time. Her name is Sparkleblossom and just at the mention of her name, most of the colts will blush and almost all the fillies will become jealous. "It's not the Elders, Alderflare. It's who they look after." Whisperfrost said and when his face shrunk into a confused expression she continued, but in a quieter tone. "There is this one filly named Sparkleblossom who is a real brat. She likes to pick every foal in the valley, me in particular. Because she is the daughter of Twistwing, she thinks that she could do whatever she wants, when she wants to do it. She's really spoiled and mean." Whisperfrost mumbled.

"Why is she so mean? Why doesn't anyone punish her?" Alderflare asked, looking sympathetic. "Because, she is the most gorgeous filly in the herd. And she knows it. She'll walk around, flaunting her beautiful wings. Or walk up to a colt and flick her tail at him. She'll use her beautiful looks to get her way and if she doesn't get her way, she'll get upset and say that she'll call Twistwing over to teach them a lesson. So, she'll also use her father as an advantage." Whisperfrost said, sighing. "All the colts blush and all the other fillies are jealous at how pretty she is. She has a dazzling cremello coat with a golden mane and tail that can outshine the sun. Amongst the grays and white's of Snow herd, her coat color is exotic. Her wings are a hot pink which fade into a lighter pink, then finally fades into gold. Against the dull blue's and bland green's of Snow herd wings, she is a sight for sore eyes. And her eyes are narrow and cat-like. They are a piercing emerald green that could turn anyone to stone. But, at least Twistwing punishes her. I've seen him do it. He'll talk to her and tell her not to mean. But, when her father isn't around, she'll still continue to make fun of me and others." Whisperfrost explained, lowering her head. Alderflare slightly pinned his ears. "Why doesn't anyone tell Twistwing about her rude behavior?" he said, getting annoyed. "Alderflare, it's not that simple. Sparkleblossom has this ability to control anyone. Or at least, that's what it looks like. With a flutter is her eye lashes and a toss of her golden mane, any pegai is under her spell." That just made Alderflare even angrier. "Don't worry, Whisperfrost. I won't let myself be hypnotized by this filly!" He said as they walked toward the center of the meadow. "Thanks Alderflare." Whisperfrost said and the two marched toward the pine tree together.

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