"No way, you have to get up. Today is the day!" Hazelfrost pulled her tail.
"Fine, I'm up I'm up . Is it really time?" Starleaf nickered.
"Do you really think I would get you up early in the morning if it wasn't really time?" Hazelfrost sounded serious.
"Yes, I do think you would," Starleaf confidently neighed. Hazelfrost was known throughout the herd, including his parents, Echofrost and Hazelwind, for his startling pranks.
Hazelfrost started laughing out loud. "I'm not joking at all. It's about to start. Come on!"
Each year the foal chose a big thing to do that they think is going to be fun. After that, they all are done drinking milk, and from now on are eating glass. Hazelfrost and Starleaf hurried to the field where all the other foals were. They were just in time. The other foal were taking off. This year all the foals had decided that they were going to have a high flight to the clouds. Then they would dive down to greet their parents. Starleaf was sad about the second part. She didn't know who her parents were or is the were still alive. She never did. They started flying up to the clouds. Up, up, up, and more up. Then they dived back down. Even though she was one of the fastest foals in her herd, she was the last to get down. She knew there would be no parents to greet her when she got down. Sadly, she trotted alone into the woods. Alone, at least for now.