Meadowlake whirled around, a wolf stood growling at her. Meadowlake held her breath, daring not to breath. Shadow cantered back to Meadowlake, to help but she was to late. Meadowlake felt hot blood dripping down her side, from a scratch the wolf made. Stunned, Meadowlake stood gaping. ”C’mon!” Shadow neighed, ”before it attacks again!”. Meadowlake cantered away, spreading her wings to fly above the trail. They reached the other pegasi, The wolf no longer trailing them. Skywing lifted his head. his ears pricked toward them. Skywing neighed”What happened?”. Meadowlake panted”We were chased by wolves”. Treeroot came over, she inspected the wound on Meadowlake. ”Your alright, maybe some calming herbs and a poultice for that wound. Skywing whinnyed angrily”We made a truce”, and trotted away. “Meadowlake!” Riversky nickered, Meadowlakes mother trotted toward her. Meadowlake saw Hearthwood trot over to her filly, Shadowstar and asked if she was alright. Moonfire also joined Shadowstar and her mother. Redwind to her and Riversky. Meadowlake grazed on grass. She sighed in pleasure of eating, she loved to eat. Meadowlake was thinking about the truce between the Trap’s animals and the pegasi of Riverherd. Meadowlakes line came from Dewberry and Bumblewind and Shadowstars line came from Morningleaf and Star. Star was the legendary black foal who defeated Nightwing the destroyer while her line came from not as important Star’s friends Bumblewind and Dewberry, Meadowlake thought bitterly.
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.