All I know about myself is what I am now. Everything in the distant past is gone to me, but I continue to try and piece it back together as much as I can.

Somewhere, I had a family, friends of my own. But all I was left with was a tear in my memories and three pairs of great ugly wings sewn into place where my true ones were, and eight ugly horns protruding from my skull. I was not always this way. If only, if only I could remember! Unable to trust, lacking enough confidence to be myself. Someday, I will seek out to regain my lost memories. I even get a slight feeling in my stomach that my memories were in fact stripped from my against my will.

When I do remember, perhaps I will be able to feel complete as a being. Or perhaps I will retreat further into the shell my own mind has created for itself. Only time will tell.

Lacy

Lacy was the first one for a long time to show me kindness. She seemed unphased by my ugly appearance, and is much smaller than me! She is bold and brave, far more than I will ever be. She was the first one I came across when I found the Sundry herd, and despite suffering recent injuries herself, seems to be bouncing back in her usual way, still able to comfort others far less afflicted than herself. I love her as a brother loves a sister, and I hope I will be able to be her friend. c: 

Mufaah

I don't know much about this stallion, but he is another friend of Lacy's and seems also to be a nice guy. I'm sure if Lacy trusts him, that I can too.