Starleaf pricked up his ears when he saw a beautiful filly. Her buckskin coloring matched his uncle's. "Hello who are you? I am Starleaf!" He whinnied happily.
The filly gave a soft tinkling laugh. "You don't look like your sire. I am Silversong!"
A small Silver paint shrank into his dam's shadow. "I I I I....." He stopped talking.
'I am Windheart! My papa is um in the golden meadow." She looked down her shyness taking over.
Clawthorn flicked his ears and snorted. "I am Clawthorn and I don't like bullies!" He nuzzled Silversong.
Starleaf rammed Clawthorn in the side with his head. "Leave her alone!" He shouted.
"Enough!" Morningleaf said yanking her son back. "Knock it off!" She bit him on the ear sharply.
Starleaf glared at her and trotted away from Morningleaf.
Silversong trotted away from her dam and sire and followed Starleaf. "Sorry Starleaf. I just we are cousins nothing more you and me. He likes me I just don't know!" She whinnied and buried her face in her wings and sobbed.
Starleaf gently laid a wing around her shoulders. "I'm sorry Silversong I just I don't know!" He closed his eyes.
Clawthorn was watching them. "Ugh he likes her! How disgusting!" He snipped.
Thornblaze glared at him. "Be nice! You don't want to be another Brackentail!" He raised his voice. "Be nice!"
Bumblebreeze walked away from his herd. He started to graze a little bit. He did not like the taist of grass but he had to eat. He coughed when he tried to eat. His body bent in half. He had always been weak and the trip back to Anok almost killed him. His body needed milk even though he was almost 6 months old. His sister loved him and always took care of him but sometimes since she was older she would be inconsiderate. he bleated. "Mama!"
Echofrost heard her colt whinnied for her and she darted to his side. "My baby boy! How can I help you?" She asked gently knowing it was hard for him to talk when he had coughed.
He lay down and coughed harder. "milk." He whimpered.
Echofrost sighed and let him nurse. She would have a new foal in about 8 months. She had to help him. "You tried to eat grass didn't you?" She asked knowing the answer.
"Yes mama. I need to eat..." He said after he finished nursing and he stood up. "The other foals think I am weird. I don't want to hang out with them." He mumbled.
"What?! Says who?" Echofrost asked stunned.
"I just know mama." He looked down