Ah the parents! My father's name is MidnightStorm and my mother is called Allybeth. My father was feared by many, his bad attitude and firey temper kept him angry and alone. My mother is probably the only thin he has ever loved, although most of the time he didnt show it...she stuck by him. When I was born this displeased him, he couldnt possibly have enough love to share around for his offspring and he left me and mother to get on with our lives. My mother was quite reserved and peacful, afraid to speak her mind, or speak up atall. Although she was good to me, despite whatever emotional torment she was going through with Midnight...she raised me well. When I was a colt my Midnight appeared to us. He said nothing to me, but looked at me as if I were a threat to him and forced me away from my mothers side. The sheer size of him terrified, he threatened me with his horn until I had no choice but to back away. I didnt care for him, but my heart was crushed as I watched my mother stand their...saying nothing, doing nothing...just watching. I turned and fled feeling abandoned by the only other I had ever cared for...

.:Coming of Age:.

I wandered for weeks, half starved and dazed. I fell to the ground weak and defenseless. While I lay there, thoughts rushed through my head, thoughts of Midnight and my mother. For 2 days I lay there thinking, instead of giving up my anger grew giving me a burst of adrenaline to get up and go. I got to my feet and with the little strength I had left I ran...faster and faster until I found a place I would be safe and I could start to live again..a new life...with no one to care for..no one that could leave. I began to run every day, further and further each time. The more I ran the more I forgot. My strength grew and I became very powerful for a yearling. I knew this because if I was able to survive in a dangerous area, full of predators. I was soon feared by most in the area I lived in, although I would still come across the odd kougra who dared challenge me. Then it hit me, I could find her, find my mother and drive Midnight away like he did to me.

.:Confronting Midnight:.

I left where I had lived for the past 2 years. I arrived her a colt and left here a stallion...and I did it alone. I looked back once at my home...knowing I would not return there. I galloped hard and fast, back to where I had last met them...I knew they wouldnt be far, Midnight ruled here and wouldnt have the guts to venture anywhere else. It took me a day to reach them and when I did I waited...watching them...watching how he treated my mother and how she said nothing, how she cried herself to sleep every night. The next day I made my move, I had now grown to be as big and terrifying as Midnight, the one I refuse to call my father. His eyes glazed over with shock when he saw me approach, it was as if I had died to him and had come back from the dead. I stood yards away from him, "You?...why have you come?" he asked, his eyes full of hate. I didnt speak I just charged. All I remember now is the sound of my horn piercing his flesh, the cry he gave and the sound of his hooves as he fleed. I stood there...emotionless as I looked at my mother. Then I turned and left her without speaking one word...like she had left me. For the first time ever she cried out my name...calling me back...but I just kept walking..I didnt look back..I didnt listen, I just kept walking...