Guardian Herd: The future lies with us.
Wispcloud, a white coated mare with yellow wings tipped in purple gazed down at her new-born. A palomino filly, with four white socks and a blaze. The filly’s wings had feathers of Fire that twitched as she slept peacefully at her dam’s side.
“Oh, Dustwing,” Wispcloud exclaimed looking up at her Palomino mate who has wings of blood red tipped with orange, “She is beautiful!”
Dustwing approached looking lovingly at his new filly. He looked away quickly as tears sprang to his eyes, “She’s beautiful,” He forced out as his heart overflowed with love for both his mate, and his daughter.
Wispcloud looked past him at the Bay, Medicine Mare with light blue feathers tipped with white standing a few feet away from the new family, “Lightroot, You ok?”
The Medicine Mare made eye contact with her lead Mare as tears fell silently down her cheeks, “Oh yes!” Lightroot said, “Just the miracle of birth has me crying like a little filly. That’s all,”
Wispcloud smiled as Dustwing lay down next to her, nuzzling the sleeping filly. She let him stay that way for a sweet moment before she said “Dustwing,” breaking the silence causing him to look up wide-eyed. She smiled at his surprised expression.
“Yes?” Dustwing asked a questioning look on his face.
Wispcloud shook her head slightly, a smile on her face, “This little filly needs a name,” She reminded him.
He looked down at the filly who now had her wing outstretched so it was laying on Dustwing’s knee. He stared down at the feathers. The red, orange and yellow feathers. Some tipped in purple, other tipped in blue. His ears perked up as the birds song flitted across the meadow, the sweet sound filling his ears as his mate looked at him expectantly.
“Her feathers remind me of fire,” Wispcloud said watching his face as he continued to listen to the birds song,
“Firesong,” Dustwing said, his eyes falling back to the small filly snuggled up against her dam.
Wispcloud tilted her head and asked, “What?”
He looked straight at his mate, The sound of the name like music to his ears, “Firesong,” he said more excitedly, “She has wings like fire and is as precious and sweet as the songs from the birds,”
Wispcloud smiled at Firesong as the young filly opened her eyes and looked at her parents with an innocent, trusting look.
“Firesong,” Wispcloud said smiling, “Perfect,”
Dustwing: Over-Stallion of Sun herd. A Palomino stallion with blood-red wings tipped with orange.
Wispcloud: Lead Mare of Sun herd. A white mare with yellow wings tipped with purple.
Lightroot: Medicine Mare of Sun herd. Bay coated mare with light blue wings tipped in white.
Firesong: Filly born to Over-Stallion and Lead Mare of Sun herd. A palomino filly with four white socks, a blaze and wings of fire.