Feather Paw's Destiny

by Midnight Strike

Can I Really Call This Home?

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I wake up and jump out of bed. I've been here for a couple of months now and it's bringing back my memory of where everything is. I usually hold up a sign outside my apartment that said Homes? Eventually this old couple came around and decided that they wanted to adopt me. I was hesitant to go with them but after a couple of minutes of getting to know them they were alright.

We went back to their apartment and they showed me to a spare bedroom where they said would be my room. It had two windows and one of them was an emergency window. There was a blue blanket bunk bed in the corner of the room and a little nightstand next to it. I had a closet and a desk too. It was a small comfortable room. After getting to know them they were really nice, the old mare's name is Bright Wish and the stallion’s name is  Scarred Snow; he's very grumpy. Anyway I can tell he doesn't really like me but that's okay because he said I don't get in the way most of the time.

"Can I go outside?" I asked politely, they were preparing dinner and I really wanted a chance to explore their yard.

"No" Scarred Snow replies.

"C'mon... she can't do any harm." Bright Wish says.

I was about to point out that I could do harm to their yard, if I really wanted too, "Fine, go outside" he says at last.

I jumped off the chair and raced to the door.

"Don't go beyond the yard!" Bright Wish calls after me.

"I won't" I reply and then shut the door behind me.

There yard is very nice indeed, it has a flower garden, with gnomes, and weeds, wow I think to myself. It does look like they did put a lot of work into this garden. I'll help them out by pulling the weeds so they don't have to deal with it. As I started to pull the weeds Scarred Snow came outside and caught me pulling the weeds.

"What are you doing?!" he ask suspiciously.

"Pulling out the weeds so you won't have to deal with it" I say with a grin.

"What?!" he’s practically yelling at me now, "NO----! Go inside and don't come back out!"

"Why" I ask clearly baffle by the fact he is yelling at me for helping.

"JUST GO!" he shouts clearly losing his temper with me.

I head inside without further instruction and sit down next to Bright Wish at the table.

"Um..... Bright Wish?" I ask.

“Yes, sweetheart?" She replies turning to me from the T.V

"Um... So I was out in the garden and I---- I started pulling weeds, but apparently Scarred Snow like me pulling the weeds. They weren’t flowers but I didn't know that and Scarred Snow came out and spotted me. He got really angry with me and told me to go inside. I didn't mean too. Honest" I say quickly

"I believe you, and he does get really-" she pause for a moment before continuing "let’s say that the garden is probably the best thing that happened to him after something happened last year with his parent. Don't worry about him he loves that garden and when something happens to it he takes care of it like it's his child" she answers.

"Oh I--I didn't mean----" I’m cut off mid sentence by Scarred Snow entering.

“What's for dinner?” he ask in a grumpy tone.

"Um... What do you want?" Bright Wish says.

"Do we have any pasta?" he asks glaring at me.

"Yes, I'll cook us some pasta" She say as she heads into the kitchen.

We are sitting down at the table eating, with the TV on. I’m watching Bright Wish flip through the channels. She stop at the news channel, while I’m watching I could feel Scarred Snow glaring down at me through the entire meal. After dinner I was asked to go to my room and stay there until I was called down again. I walk up the two flights of stairs and head into my room. My room, the paint is a bright baby blanket blue with decals of my favorite ponies like Sapphire Shores and Photo Finish. After waiting in my room for a good half an hour I heard yelling coming from downstairs I decide I was done waiting in my room and I’m most certainly not going to be talk about behind my back. I make an choice.

I’m going to wait and listen at the top of the stairs. I walk to the stairs ever so quietly and listen to the so called conversation going on a floor below me.

"I don’t understand! You're getting so upset about this and there's absolutely no reason too!" Bright Wish had said firmly.

“Yes, there is! I won't take it.... She has been here for months and I feel like we haven't set down stern rules!" Scarred Snow yells.

"Why? Of course we did! She knows what she's not allowed to do and what she is allowed to do" Bright Wish says.

"No she doesn't! She’s a wild child!"

"Fine!" she snap "then what do you want us to do?"

"I have a couple in mind! We put her back where we found her, or we could put her up for adoption!"

"Let's talk to her first, I think she's had a hard life, and-" Bright Wish's voice turn soft and comforting but she’s cut off.

"Oh, and I haven't had a hard life?" Scarred bark.

'I never said you didn't!" She replies her voice suddenly not so soothing anymore "I know you had a hard life, I know what happened to you when you were younger! But this is not about you! This is about Feather Paw and how we can make this the best home possible for her."

"That's only because you wanted to have a kid in the house, I only wanted you to be happy! I never agreed but I wasn't against it!" He reminds her.

I’m done listening to the conversation. Replaying the conversation in my head makes me so angry and the more I think about it. The more angry I get the more fear I’m going nag at me. What happened to him? I fear that they would put me up for adoption. I didn't want to leave. They were such a nice couple.

My heart was pounding, and my eyes welled, I’m beginning to think that I’m getting too attached to this family is an bad idea. Just then I’m call back downstairs. I brace myself and walk down the steps. I pray they wouldn't ask about my past or about my brother who didn't make it from the train wreck a couple of months ago.

“So um... Scarred Snow and I have been talking and we" she took a painfully long pause before continuing on "We--- We can't...."

"We can't take care of you anymore" Scarred says sounding actually half sad.

"What?!" So wait... are you? What are you going to do with me?" I ask holding back tears.

“Um... tonight we are going to search up orphanages and we’ll find a great one for you" Bright Wish didn't sound very enthusiastic about the idea.

“Why though? Did I do something or say something?" I ask.

“No... No It's just.... that..." She didn’t continue on after that.

“It’s JUST WHAT?” I shout at the top of my lungs, "WHY? BECAUSE I TRIED TO HELP AND I MESSED UP! BECAUSE I CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT? BECAUSE HE HAD A DIFFICULT PAST BUT I HAVEN'T? BECAUSE I CAN'T... CAN'T" I stop I wasn't able to finish my sentence. I just storm up to my room and slam the door shut.

I pack my belongings, and hang the backpack on the door I reorganized things so they wouldn't have to after I left. Maybe they wouldn’t have to worry about as much either. After I’m done organizing I took a piece of paper from the printer and grabbed a quill and with my magic I wrote ....

Dear Bright Wish and Scarred Snow,

Thanks so much for having me and taking care of me, these past few months have been hard for me and I appreciate your understanding. I know I am not the neatest nor the messiest, you made my life so much brighter and I thank you for that. Not only have you fed me and cared for me but you bought me all the things I wanted but never had. You bought me a bed, you painted my room, you to me a gameboy, and you let me keep my hamster Buddy even though you don't like rodents. You have done the impossible and made my world great again. I am so very dearly sorry that I was naughty and bad. I should've known better and if I find a family I will treat them with the respect and kindness you gave me! I heated the room so after I am gone you won't have to worry about cleaning up after me. May all the days before you be bright! You were the best! Thank you so much for everything.

With love forever and always,

Feather Paw"

I tape the piece of paper onto the desk and head to bed.

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