Birds fly everywhere. North, South, East, West. Birds reproduce. They have eggs every Spring, finding that one special bird that they know that is perfect for them. But then, the baby birds grow up and fly away. North, South, East, West.

Some birds in particular, have a special path. Some chase after other birds, some eat other birds. Some try to ruin the perfect families, and sometimes it just works.

A Robin flew through the air, helping her child fly. A particular Blue Jay spotted them, flying. He quickly flew, his feathers glistening in the Sun's morning rays. He chirped viciously, and pecked the Robin in the wing. The Robin squawked back, and led her child to the safety of the nest. The place where she had raised her child.

Sadly, the Blue Jay had invaded the nest while the Robin was helping her child. The baby bird chirped in danger, as the child saw the Blue Jay heading toward him.

But suddenly, a gold pony with a glistening pink mane flew over.

"Mr. Blue Jay!" She yelled. The Blue Jay stopped flying, and looked over his wing. He saw the pony who had saved him from the Hawk.

"It is not very nice to go after baby birds!" the pony said. "Do I have to tell your mom?"

The Blue Jay chirped in alarm, and flew away cowardly.

The child breathed in relief, but as he was about to start flying, he stumbled over a twig in the messed up nest, and fell.

North, South, East, West. We all end somewhere.

The gold pony flew as fast as she could to catch the child. He tried flapping, but the winds were too strong for him. He fell to the ground with a snap, and there was dead silence.

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The night chill does more than make the fur in the back on your neck stand on it's very end, it makes the ponies make different decisions. Give free bits, sing jolly songs without the town, or maybe giveaway something you love. Something that had been the key to your life. Just, give it away like that.

It was like a spell that Princess Luna had set on the night. Maybe that is why she comes out at night, trotting through the town, with candy. It wasn't Pinkie Pie, it wasn't Rainbow Dash.

The gold pony, with the glossy pink mane and greenish-blue eyes remained in her cottage that evening. Her eyes were stained with pure tears, ashamed of herself.

Fluttershy had failed. The baby bird had been so precious, practicing many weeks to just fly.

"I was supposed to save him, Angel", she cried. "But I was so close, so close and he fell. I'll never forgive myself."

Angel the bunny patted Fluttershy's back. He did a signal that meant 'You tried'.

"I know I tried, but I didn't hard enough. That bird's faith was in my hooves", Fluttershy snapped.

Angel just sighed.

"Angel, tell my friends I won't make it too the Spa tomorrow. I'm too sad to even leave the cottage."

Angel sighed as he grabbed a lantern to venture into the night for his companion. As he opened the door, a cardboard box sat at the door, with a note. "Keep with the fastest, feed the slowest, sing with the greatest."

The bunny chirped to Fluttershy with the note. She looked up from her crying, and read the note; getting a few tears on it.

"I don't know who's this is."

Angel pointed to the box. Fluttershy ran over, and opened the box. Inside, was a orange foal with a messy purple mane. The foal slept soundly in a blue blanket inside the box. The two both stared at the peaceful foal. Fluttershy in particular was screaming in her head.

"Why me? Why not Twilight, or Rarity? I can't care for a child."

Angel smiled at the foal sleeping. Honestly, you had to smile at that beautiful foal sleeping. Fluttershy took the box inside, and replaced the foal in the box with a pillow. She placed the foal on the pillow, and placed the blanket on top. She snugged the box next to her couch. And with that, she placed her head on one of the couch pillows, and passed out.

In the shadows, a happy mare looked through the window of the cottage where her foal now lives. She hadn't been stalking her baby, she had been watching it with great care. But, the mare knew she would never be a good parent. She quickly trotted away, her black cape covering her body from discovery.

"My child is safe now, with Fluttershy, the perfect mare."

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"Fluttershy, what were you saying?" Twilight asked.

Fluttershy had zoned out, thinking of her child at home with Angel. "Oh uhm, sorry Twilight. I asked if there is a spell to revive baby birds."

"No, I don't think so", Twilight looked through the library in her new castle.

"Nothing here?" Fluttershy asked, with no more hope.

"I'm sorry Fluttershy", Twilight said, kind of sad. "I know that baby bird was special too you."

"He was the last of the bunch, he had so much to live for", Fluttershy began crying.

"Fluttershy, everything good must come to an end at some point", Twilight said, hugging her.

"I know", Fluttershy said, whipping her tears.

"Hey, did you hear the story of the missing filly?" Twilight asked. "They said the filly was last seen by the Everfree Forest."

"Oh yes, Pumpkin Patch", Flutershy zoned out again, thinking of the baby at her door.

"Fluttershy?" Twilight asked.

"I have to go", Fluttershy said, running out the door.

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Author's Note

Thank you so much for reading! :)