A Traveller's Tale

Dawn

   It was a normal day in these common fields of the vast Saddle Arabia, a chill, slow breeze with no clouds in the sky. A young foal was playing around with a small cloud in these fields while being watched by his father. The young colt was a small pegasus that would be seen as nine years old but looks a year older with a dark blue coat that reminded you of the night sky also with a scraggly cyan mane and bright crimson eyes. His father, looked almost similar to his son except he was a bat pony, and his mane was dark cyan and purple and a coat of the darkest blue, watching his son with his tired purple eyes. He is accompanied with a pregnant mare, a pegasus with the same eyes as the foal but had a coat the color tan and a mane colored white and different shades of gray to black.

   "Night Strife, sweetie, it's time to go back home," the mare said with a calm and soothing voice. The young colt groaned in sadness and nods knowing he cannot say no. He gets up and destroys the cloud he was playing with and trots back to his mother.

   "Aww mommy can't i stay any longer?" The young foal said to his mother. The mare sighed and had a small, quiet conversation with the father, which didn't last long and the stallion flew up into a small house nearby. The mother shook her head and the foal knew what was next. He followed to his mother to the house.

   The house wasn't that much to compliment about, it was a normal two-story house painted with simple wooden furniture, the floor was also wooden while the walls were decorated with small photos of the three and some drawings that seemed to be created by a child. The mare walked inside with the foal and took him to his room. His room was decorated with books about stars and even more drawings and most were shown as stars and constellations. Night went inside his small room and sat on his bed thinking. He knew he always wanted a sibling and he also knew that he or she was coming soon.

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   Three years have passed by since that day, and that young little foal we know as night has grown and has archived what many colts and fillies would want known as a cutie mark. The symbol was not his favorite of constellations but it was the constellation Orion, that showed his great passion for astrology. The boy now has not just read the astrology books but now looked at the books about the different creatures of the world and how they act.

   He was reading a book about cutie marks while he found something very fascinating and strange. "A cutie mark is the mark on everypony gets that show their talent and their characteristic. The cutie mark is a part of the pony and will stay the same unless..." he read out. He already knew the beginning of the statement but the last of it was the most confusing of it all. "The cutie mark is part of the pony and will stay the same unless the cutie mark only means his or her talent. Rarely once the true characteristic of the pony is shown, the old cutie mark is changed to another mark that represents both the characteristic and talent. Wow..." He says in amazement of the sentences. He knew what a cutie mark was but that it can change? He bet that most ponies didn't even know about this and wanted to show his pony friends this new discovery he made.

  "Strife it's time to take care of your sister right now." His mother called.

  "Mom can't you do it?"

  "Sorry but i have a meeting with the other teachers in the university, and your father is patroling the borders of the town. Don't worry I'll come back quickly so you can hang out with your little friends," The mare told her son.

  The son sighed and nodded. "Alright mom i know you two have important things to do..." He said as he walked to his sister's room. His parents have been quite busy for a while with his mother working at the university and his dad protecting the town. He hardly sees his faster anymore but he likes his times with him. At times his father would teach him how to use wooden daggers to protect himself while his mother taught him all she known about their world.

   Night opened his little sister's room to see it how it always is, toys scattered around and a crib on the left side with his sister usually and is, sleeping. His sister was born the month after that day and is almost three years old. He plays with her time to time, but she gets sleepy fast so it is usually a short play time. She has purple eyes and coat just like her father with a mane the color of purple and dark cyan on the tip of her hair and has freckles that their mother says is from her own mother.

   After two or so hours, his mother came home and let him go run around with his friends. Night ran in joy to a small house owened by a young donkey named cranky doodle. Cranky was like an uncle to him and he used to take care of him as a foal. When he walked at the front of the house he found the donkey near a giant pack full of things. The donkey was with a small picutre in his back pocket. "Mister Doodle what do you doing?"

   The donkey was surprised at this and jumped a little then turned to see night looking at him. He chuckled and told young Night , "hey you just made it in time, I'm about to leave the town."

   "What?! Why are you leaving? It's not because of any mean ponies right?" He said in a saddened tone.

   "Oh no it's not that. I'm leaving to go find a mare i love, she left and I'm going to find her. I'm sorry but I'm going." He said in a calm and achieving voice.

   "Oh," he said looking down. "Well i guess this is goodbye mister doodle." He said as the middle aged donkey picked up the pack and out it on his back. The donkey waved goodbye and walked away from him. The colt smiles and tried to hide his tears.

   Night walked back to his house right after that scene and told his mother the news. She had a small conversation with him to calm him down for the day, but that didn't help. He knew lots of things were going to A change that day but who would believe one colt? Night kept quiet for the rest of the day trying to find out what is going on. He tried and tried to find anything else strange about this normal town but it was too late, the young colt was too tired to go on. He got on his bed, went in his covers, and went in a comfortable sleep to wait for the next day.