This one is a little darker with the bad guy

When they reached the place they left the foals they screamed. The foals were gone!!

Breakingdawn trumpeted the cry of mourning, the herd stilled and looked up. As Strikestorm leaped into the sky and rushed to the place his mate stood, “What is it Breakingdawn?” Strikestorm whinnied.

“The foals are gone!!” Breakingdawn screamed at him.

He reeled back and then he touched her with his wing, “Hey calm down please,” He said, inside he was shaking he had just lost the black foal after he had, had her for 4 hours, he would be the laughing stock of every where.

Little did they know that over in Spike herd territory the two foals where shaking from the cold and the fear that they had slipped into the other herds territory.

“I guessed that there was another black foal but I did not think it would be this ugly,” a sharp voice rang out.

“I am not ugly!” Nightsong snapped.

A tall pegasus stepped out of the cave and shoved Nightsong

“Let me go!!” Coldfeather screamed as the stallion held him back.

“My name is Sharpwing,” the stallion, Sharpwing, said.

“I hate you!” Coldfeather screamed.

“Me too. But you did bring me the last foal of the stars. Thank you I must say,” he chuckled in a cruel low voice.

“My mom will come for us!” Coldfeather snapped.

“No she will not. We doubled the patrols on our borders. And you are with the black foal so she’s not coming.”

“You don’t know that! My daddy and mom loves me and they want to get me back!” Nightsong said.

“What do you mean? You don’t have a daddy and your mommy is dead,” He laughed an evil laugh.

“You are a liar!” Coldfeather screamed.

“Sir,” a calm voice rang out. “North boundary, sir,” the voice came again.

“Good Springcloud, now bring these 2 with me. Have them stand behind me,” He barked.

“Come come,” the mares gentle voice came to their ears as she led them to the North boundary.

“Darlings!” The sharp whinnies of Aspenbrook and Breakingdawn came to their ears as they tried to run to their Dams but Sharpwing stopped them with a few well aimed blows to their young wings.

“Give them back to us now!!” Strikestorm brayed not asking commanding.

“No!” Sharpwing screamed and attacked Strikstorm.

The stallions fought each other kicking with their sharpened hooves. Then Strikestorm through back his head and whinnied the call of the overstallion into battle and behind him 300 of his own battle stallions rushed toward Sharpwing.

“YOU!!” Sharpwing screamed as he started to fight the stallions.

Breakingdawn saw that Springcloud was leading the foals away and she zoomed after her she tackled Springcloud and knocked her to the ground, “You are not taking those foals from us,” Springcloud screamed as Breakingdawn knocked the wind out of her.

“You are coming with me, Strikestorm will have to decide what to do with you,” Breakingdawn whinnied. She whistled and 2 of the stallions broke away from the fight and came to her side, “Yes ma’am?” The stallions asked in sync.

“Carry her back to Ocean herd territory. Keep her there until the battle is over,” Then with that Breakingdawn rushed back to the foals who had been knocked out of Springcloud's grasp when Breakingdawn had thrown her down.

“Mama, are you ok? Did you come to save use?” Nightsong asked.

“Yes, dear, I did!” Breakingdawn nickered.