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The voice frightened the filly. It was like her mommy, but yet, not like her. It was different, sweeter, higher pitched. "Mummy?" she mumbled, pricking her ears hopefully.
"What?" Shadow asked.
Suddenly the foal realized that this horse wasn't alone. There were others, their voices rising into a churning mass inside her head. "Ywou not my mummy!" she whinnied, terrified. She scrambled to her feet and started to run, colliding blindly with trees as she tried to escape. She only got about ten feet before collapsing, her ankle throbbing slightly.