Aquasun was with her friend Lightflame. He was always there for her. Because she was born blind she needed help to go places. As Lightflame guided her through the herd to her parents, she kept her ears alert. Her parents, Crestvision and Orchardbreeze were waiting for her. "Almost there" Lightflame said keeping his wing on her back. "Thank you for helping me" She said gratefully. She smiled in his direction and she could tell he was smiling back at her. Once they arrived where her parents were, Lightflame said goodbye and walked back to his parents. "Let's go to the cave" Her mother said. Her father lead them to the cave and lied down beside Orchardbreeze and Aquasun. "Goodnight" Aquasun said to her parents. Hope you liked it! Just to let you know, I will no longer continue Brightriver's Story))

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.

The Golden Meadow was pure perfection. There was no other way to say it. The grass was the most vibrant shade of green, the air was cool, with a warm breeze, ruffling Stormfrost’s crystal blue feathers. The sky was the same color as Stormfrost’s wings, with sunlight the color of Flamefire’s wings. There was just one thing missing. “Where are the Ancestors?” Stormfrost wondered aloud. “Right here,” a stallion’s voice said. Stormfrost turned around, and right in front of her was Clearwing, leading an army of the deceased. Stormfrost bowed her head. “I’m so sorry,” Stormfrost said and started to cry. Clearwing smiled. “Don’t be,” he said. “It was Deathwing who did it, not you.” “But I channel it!” “You are here, so you can get it out of you. You are aligned against it. That is what matters. As for you,” Clearwing said, now speaking to Flamefire, “You are worthy of my daughter. But treat her well. She is only a two year old..” “What are you talking about?” Stormfrost asked. “For one thing, I’m a yearling.” “Yesterday was your birthday,” Clearwing said. “But let’s not dawdle. Crystalcloud, will you do the honors?” A strong, white mare with bright green wings, the color of fresh grass, stepped forward. Stormfrost knew her at once to be her dam. Crystalcloud smiled at her. “Raise your wings and open your heart,” she said. Stormfrost raised her wings and thought of all her strife and all her honors. She thought of Raincloud, who had nursed her since birth. She thought of Ashroot, who had given her advice. But most of all, she thought of Flamefire, who risked his life for her. Crystalcloud smiled at her, and a roiling, black, dark thing came out of her chest, screaming with a horrible sound. Crystalcloud wrapped it in some gleaming light, and its screaming stopped, and the dread that was always in Stormfrost disappeared. She knew at once she was free. She flew a little bit, enjoying her freedom that had never been total before. Flamefire joined her above. “Will you be my mate when we’re older?” he asked with a weanling’s shyness. “Of course,” Stormfrost said coolly. Clearwing and Crystalcloud flew up next to them. “We will take you home,” Clearwing said. And just like that, Stormfrost was in Sun Herd. Alone. She was worried that Clearwing, Crystalcloud, and Flamefire had abandoned her, but soon they appeared beside her, the Ancestors looking ethereal. She knew it was time to say goodbye. She gave a hug with her wings to all three of them. And then they were gone, even Flamefire. But she knew they would come back. She wasn’t alone. She would remember that forever.