A filly, no more than 5 minutes old ran through the forest. Her heart pounded, as the wind made her fur shiver. Silent tears streaked down her cheeks. "Hewp!" She screamed, looking for a sign of life, as many horses chased after her. Her little wobbly legs couldn't hold her anymore, and she fell to the ground. Her legs trembled with fear as the horses gathered around.
"What do we do with her?!" One said. "I don't know. Take care of the mother, then we'll figure it out!" Another replied. Four large stallions pulled a screaming mare away.
The filly shook, listening to her mother's screams. "Pwease... Hewp!" She whispered. The stallions were careful, as they grabbed her golden mane, and dragged the filly away. The filly screamed with terror. Finally after being dragged for hours, she caught her legs on some strong rocks. She pulled as hard as she could, and managed to free herself. She ran as fast as possible until she reached SkyHerd. Not knowing where she was, she laid down tiredly, hoping the stallions wouldn't follow.