Ocean Herd Pegasi

Overstallion: Strikestorm-deep brown stallion with crimson feathers, grey mane and tail, white splotch on face. Sire to: Smokeburst, Sharpspurt, Sundancer. Adopted: Nightsong.

Leadmare: Breakingdawn-darker bay mare with violet feathers, brown mane and tail, hind socks. Dam of: Smokeburst, Sundancer, Sharpspurt. Adopted: Nightsong.

Black foal: Nightsong-tall, lanky Black yearling filly, brown mane and tail, light blue (almost aqua) feathers, star on her forehead.

Captains

Smokeburst-light ashy gray stallion with deep night blue feathers, left front sock. Skill: Stealth. Mate: Summersun.

Thistleberry-cream stallion with aspen colored feathers. Skill: Stealth. Sire of: Thunderbreeze.

Coldfeater-grayish white yearling with beautiful baby blue feathers. Skill: All.

Mistburr-chestnut mare with white feathers. Skill: In sky fights

Kol-chestnut yearling stallion with forest green feathers. Skill: On ground fighting

Summersun-bay mare-sand colored feathers, 4 white socks. Skill: In sky fights. Mate: Smokeburst.

Darkfeather-slate gray colored stallion with soft purple feathers. Skill: Leading

Medicine Mare/Stallion:

Riverslight-deep chestnut stallion with brown tipped red feathers, with gold eyes and white mane and tail.

Foals:

Jetstream-light gray colt with white feathers tipped in gold, light silver eyes, silver mane and tail.

Shadowsky-chestnut filly with purple feathers, one white hind sock, black eyes with black mane and tail. Daughter of: Ashleaf,

Sundancer-bay filly with yellow tipped orange feathers, blue eyes and brown mane/tail.

Sharpspurt-chocolate brown colt with vibrant green feathers, blue eyes and brown mane/tail. Son to: Breakingdawn.

Songfire-dun filly with gray feathers and 4 white socks, green eyes, brown mane and tail.

Shiningbreeze-bay filly with purple feathers, black eyes, black mane and tail. Daughter of: Ashleaf.

Cloversun-bay roan colt with electric blue feathers, white legs and blue eyes, grey mane and tail.

Mares:

Blossomstorm-dark chestnut with flaxen mane and tail, green eyes with honey yellow feathers. Dam of: Mosstail and Riverbreeze.

Larkfrost-cream colored mare, white tail and mane, silver eyes. Mom of: Jetstream (Adopted).

CrystalFalling-light brown with pine green feathers, front white socks. Chocolaty brown eyes, deep brown mane and tail. Mom of:

Ashleaf-brownish gray with soft pink feathers. Brown flecked with white mane and tail. Aqua eyes. Mom of: Shiningbreeze and Shadowsky

Crystallight-white with white feathers tipped in silver. Silver eyes and silver mane and tail. Mom of: Nightsong.

Deceased.

Aspenbrook-a brown paint mare with silver feathers. Gray eyes and gray mane. Mom of: Coldfeather.

Sunbloom-bay mare with light yellow feathers. Blue eyes and black mane and tail. Mother of: Kol, Brightmist, Cloversun.

Yearlings:

Brightmist-brown paint filly with a snip on nose, sunflower colored feathers. Blue eyes, brown mane and tail.

Thunderbreeze-strawberry roan colt, mint green feathers, four socks. Mint green eyes. Reddish tail and mane.

Mosstail-a golden buckskin filly with red feathers. Blue eyes, black mane and tail.

Riverblaze-a golden buckskin colt with red feathers. Blue eyes, black mane and tail.

Lillylight-a pretty palomino blanket appaloosa filly with light purple fading into deep purple, black eyes. Black mane.

Rocksky-gray tobiano colt with light orange feathers. One white eye and one blue one, cream mane.

Lightmist-tall pretty palomino blanket appaloosa filly with light pink feathers fading from dark to light, black eyes.

The start of Nightsong

When Nightsong had been born her dam, Crystallight, was single and the last the herd that Crystal had stayed with had succumbed to the plague. Crystal had been able to avoid them when they were sick, her best friend had perished to this plague. Crystal had walked for hours in her pregnant state she finally collapsed and cried out looking up at the sky, “Help me, Father, Please,” she screamed in pain.

“What was that?” Crystal heard someone say. “I don’t know, Summersun, go check,” the voice came back to her ears.

“Yes, sir,” a mare’s voice came over the wind.

Looking up Crystal saw a bay mare. Crystal whispered, “Help me please!!”

The mare looked down and, seeing Crystal, she shouted, “I found someone. Come see.”

In a few minutes the other stallions came and loomed down. “She needs a medicine mare now,” the tallest stallion said.

But Crystal knew it was too late and with a final groan her foal came out and lay in the grass, the foal was a beautiful Black foal with brown mane and tail and a star on her forehead.

“What!!??” the youngest stallion said.

“......her...name…..is……...Nightsong….” Crystal managed to say.

“I am Smokeburst. What is your name, ma’am,” the tallest stallion said gently.

Crystal coughed up blood and managed to say, “....Crystal...light, tak...e…...care….of her….. She is good…..” then Crystal dropped her head and with her last breath she kicked the foal then she died.

The foal woke up and rolled over onto her feet with a winnie, “Mama?”

The group decided to take the foal back to the herd and have Strikestorm decide what to do.

“Hey little one,” Summersun said. “We are gonna take you home. She picked up Nightsong and started to walk the 2 miles to the herd.

2 hours pass as they walk. Smokeburst and the other stallion went ahead. Every now and then Summersun put Nightsong down to walk on her own 4 legs. Finally they reached a clearing with a herd of 500 pegasi and Summersun spoke, “This is Ocean herd to others, but to us it’s the herd of ‘the found’. Here we are just the refugees from the other herds, from Spike herd. From Dark herd. From Light herd. And from Water herd. Each different but the same.” with that she was silent and instead of picking Nightsong up she jumped into the air and motioned for Nightsong to follow her. Nightsong got into the air and loved it, she tried to go higher but Summersun would not let her. Across the meadow a tall dark brown stallion with crimson feathers flew over the heads of the pegasi. He stopped in front of Summersun and Nightsong, “Who are you!?” he asked in a booming voice.

“This is Nightsong. The daughter of a mare named, Crystallight,”

“The mother?”

“Dead, sir,” Summersun said this as she covered Nightsong’s ears.

“What do you think we should do with her?” The stallion said.

“Strikstorm, sir, I thought, could your mate, Breakingdawn, Take care of her?” Summerson asked.

“Her foal will not be born for at least 6 months so no, I think that Aspenbrook just had Coldfeather 6 months ago and has been nursing the orphan foals so she could nurse her but my mate can take care of her.”

“Great, do you need my anymore? My mate does,” she bowed.

“Go, Go tell him that he did a good job today with Kol, you too. And when you can tell him to look for the body,” Strikestorm said in a low voice.

“Yes, sir,” Summersun said and trotted off to be with her mate, Nightsong saw then cuddle up together and drift off to sleep.

“Your name is Nightsong. You are the black foal and that is not good. Most of my herd are good pegasi but still they don’t like outsiders. How old are you?” Strikestorm asked.

“I am 3 hours old,” Nightsong said.

“Come follow me, I will take you to your mother.” Strikestorm led her across the meadow as he walked he talked, “This is Bright meadow. In the winter we will travel to Break meadow.”

“Why is it called Break meadow?” Nightsong asked.

“Because we had a great war there one time. And many died.”

“Oh,” Nightsong was silent till she saw a beautiful mare loping across the tall grass.

“Strikestorm? Who is this?” The mare cleared her throat.

“Your foal, Nightsong-” Strikestorm was interrupted.

“That’s me. Are you my Mama?” Nightsong said as she started to hover.

“Yes, dear,” Breakingdawn said when Strikestorm nodded.

Breakingdawn jumped into the sky next to Nightsong and they flew home followed by Strikestorm. Later that night, Nightsong asked Breakingdawn, “Why am I here. This is not my real home I don’t remember.”

“Shhh, sleep please darling,” Breakingdawn said and with that she walked out of the meadow and then she flew into the sky.

Later when Nightsong woke she saw that the mare they said was her mom was there and then there was another mare who was followed by a young colt.

“This is the black foal?” The other mare said.

“Leave her alone,” Breakingdawn snapped. “She is my foal not your’s stop judging, Aspenbrook, keep yourself kind,” then Breakingdawn trotted back to Nightsong and cuddled with her and then they were walking back to the other mare and then Nightsong could tell that her mother wanted to her to nurse on the other mare.

“This mare is Aspenbrook, and she is going to nurse you, Nightsong,” Breakingdawn said in a very gentle voice.

“Ugh this is the foal! No way.” and with that she jumped into the sky flew off. Her young foal stayed and said, “Hello, I am Coldfeather you are?”

“Nightsong, and your mom doesn't like me.” she said in a declaring voice.

“Wanna play?” Coldfeather asked her. “Yes,” Nightsong said as she jumped up.

They played for an hour while they played, Breakingdawn went to Coldfeather’s mom. “Aspenbrook, You need to get back there. You have to nurse the black foal. Strikestorm did not give you a choice this time! I am trying to help you. Do you want your colt to be sent to a different herd!"

"No," Aspenbrook mumbled.

"Then get back there and take care of what you said to her. She is just a foal and if we love and teach her she will turn out good!" Breakingdawn said.

They flew back and when they reached the place they left the foals they screamed.

To Be Continued