Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound echoes down the empty path. The shadows around this faint sound seem to be lingering, like black cats at the break of midnight. A lone mare walks down the cold-stone pathways, her white as the moon hooves making the faint sound on the loose mossy stone of the pathways. The mare makes a sharp turn right, making the soft wind hit her pale face. She pauses, but with the sound of the silence it pushes her onward. As her eyes scan the white walls intently as she walks along, they land on the large old wooden doors of Everfree Junior High, also known as the magic school by some others. The mare places her hand upon the doors large lock and silently whispers,“Door, door listen to thee. I only ask if you open for me.” The lock glows a faint violet purple, when suddenly sparks start to fly from the lock, as if its trying to fight back against the opening spell. Eventually the sparks stop flickering like fireworks and the door creaks open slightly. Sneaky, quick, and almost like a thief, the small mare enters the school, silently and unnoticed. She casts a glance around the large commons room. She shakes her head and makes her way towards the sets of staircases, two leading up, two more leading down.

Making her way down one of the descending staircases, she walks carefully as if to not disturb anything in the peaceful surrounding area. She pulled her cape closer, not feeling very safe in the seemingly empty school. The small girl tripped over a loose floorboard, almost falling, and she gasped, stopping dead in her tracks. She turns down the left side hallway and nearly caught her breath as she nearly ran into a boy about a head taller than her. She lets the breath she was holding fly past her lips as she releases it from her nerve-racked body. “Dear god, Brander! You nearly scared the fur off me!” the female nearly yelled, and she would’ve if she wasn’t trying to stay silent and hidden.
“Well not my fault you’re sneaking in Little” The male by the name of Brander taps his hoof.

“You’re the one who told me to come here in the first place!” Little growled at him. Brander places a hoof upon Littles head making her stop growling and sigh. “I got the papers you asked for anywho, she’s in your full custody now don’t know why you need these, she’s been living with you sense she was 3.” Little handed a file to Brander, who took it with a bit of grace to his movements.

“‘Cause if I don’t have these papers, the girl will be taken from my custody, and you know I don’t want that to happen Little” Brander looks down at the file while he says this, only to look up and to find the small mare known as Little gone.

Author's Note

This is just the prologue...