Defective Pony

Tiny hoof steps, clopping down the street at a slow steady pace. Ponies walked by, not giving a second glance. The tiny filly sat down on the side of the road, looking down.

She had a dark olive green coat, her muzzle and hooves though were a soft yellow. She also had a purple mane and tail, with soft purple tips. Looking at this filly, it could be assumed she was still very young, not even ready for school. Her big blue eyes were puffy, all red and sore.

Sniffling, the filly tried to get up, but she was too frightened to.

So there she sat, waiting for somepony to notice her, waiting to be remembered. Waiting for something.

Walking down the streets, an odd sound of clops was heard. He stepped with three clops instead of four, which was saddening. He was a white coated stallion, his mane long and black. He combed it so it was neatly smooth, soft to the touch. Even though he was missing a limb, he held his head and tail high with pride. On his left side was the missing limb, and where the limb should have been were four long pink scars.

Stopping the earth pony heard sniffling. He looked around, nopony seemed to be crying but he could still hear it. He looked down to see the filly sniffling, holding her hooves to her face.

"Are you alright little filly? Did you lose your mommy?"

"Y-Yes..." She replied, between hiccups.

"Want some help finding her?" He asked crouching down to the filly's level.

"Nu... She... she weft me..." The filly said, crying harder.

"Oh dear.... Why don't you come with me?"

"But.... but... Do's yoo gots... cookies?"

"No but I have the recipe to make cookies~"

"Weawwy?"

"Now, I better introduce myself. My name is Blast Shield, What's your name little one?"

"Ivy..."