She started out as a sweet, snow white Unicorn.
"She's lovely," ponies would say.
"Gorgeous!" said others.
But everypony changed their dumb minds when Wren opened her tired eyes. Blood red, they seemed, dark as night and looking as violent as a dragon's bloody thoughts. Her mane, also, was quite an addition to the eyes. Black.... black and as dark as you could get. White coat, black mane, and red eyes made her look quite despicable.
Her mother, on the other hand, thought she looked beautiful. "She looks just like her grandmother," she would say, ignoring the tough, stern looks. "Her grandmother had the same colour eyes...."
Wren cried for a few days, nopony could calm the poor think down.
When Wren was born, with that cheerful smile and that snow white coat, ponies would smile.
"She's lovely."
"Gorgeous!"
But everypony changed their dumb minds when Wren opened her eyes. Blood red, they were, dark as night and as cruel and violent as a dragon's bloody thoughts. Her mother, on the other hand, tried her best to push it out of the way. "She... uh.... looks like her grandma!" she lied.
