A little orphan filly wakes up in a strange place, surrounded by strange foals she has never even seen before. It is dark, it is damp and it is terrifying.
She remembers the last week or so of her life, but before that was a blur. What was her sisters name again…? Mod? Mood?
She tries to remember, but the more she does, the more pain she feels, the harder it is to accept that the future is not her past.
Constantly picked on, the filly see's but one way to earn respect, being herself. In being herself the other foals all come to befriend the quirky foal that had encouraged them to sing when they're at there worst.

I had this idea in English Literature class, we'd just finished language and we read loads of poems a few months ago (lame) and now we're writing something about them, so I am writing this as a mixture of 'Gypsy Bard' From 'Friendship is witchcraft ' (which is really awesomely funny if you haven't seen it XD' and 'Come on, come back' by I think it's Stevie Smith?… Anyway, that's the whole idea, so yeah I did kinda take the whole idea, but… It's good? I hope? Maybe? Probably not?