The foals in the Everfree Forest

Hawthorn Stomps, now Mayor Stomps, What a grown stallion now, with a beautiful unicorn wife named Chanda Leer, and five promising childern. It was a sunny morning, and their fouth child Webster hopped on his parents bed with delight, for upon his flank a book and pencil appeared, a cutie mark, for his love of studying! Everyone joined together in a family hug for Websters big day! They decided to spend the day together, as a family, at the house, for the joyous occation. Hawthorn, thou happy, remember the disscusstion him and Chanda had before their wedding. He promised to her that dispite what the mysterious New Fortune said, they were gonna raise the foals knowing the same they did, knowing that cutie marks where a good thing.  Stomps had a nagging feeling, like something bad was gonna happen, but he set it aside as he fixed up the den with decorations, as his wife cooked in the kitchen, and the childern all played in the backyard.

The Stomps Household was near the edge of the forest, so as added protection, they made a white picket fence around the backyard to keep anything away, yet deep in the shadows of the Everfree Forest, trouble brewed. In the skys above, outta sight, Discord sat and watched for the events to unfold, while deep in the forest, New Fortune roamed. That mysterious unicorn casted a spell onto the canopy of the trees near town, and a grabber fell, and began to mutate. It shrilled as it doubled in size, growning hungrier, and much more visous. It used its vines and dragged its self closer to the town, smelling ponies just right and small eough to feed on. With a forceful thrust, the grabber slammed into the picket fence, breaking one of the panels open. In a frenzy of groans and screams of terror, the grabber used it`s barbbed vines, and wrapped around the eldest of the childern, dragging them into the forest as the youngest two screamed and cried for their siblings. Hawthorn and Chanda ran in a panic to the screams of their childern, only to see baby Soot Hoof cryin near the door and Webster in tears near the busted fence. ¨ Holly Patch! Grinder Stone! Maple Sap! Come Back! COME BACK!!!¨ Crying for his brother and sisters, Webster starting to chase after them only to have his mother stop him before he could enter the forest. Everypony went inside as the joyus day turned sour.

The Stomps family morned for their loses, too sad to celebrate for Webster. As day truned to night, Chanda was still teary eyed as she climbed a ladder to get to the family album high upon the book shelf, her son Webster was nearby. ¨ Mommy, they could stilll be alive, I only saw the grabber take them, I didnt see it eat them.¨ Chanda could only try to comfort her son as best  she could, but sadly the grim truth had to be explained. ¨ Sweety, there is no way we can go into the forest and come back safely, there are creatures out there, and grabbers only eat naughty pegusi that don fallow the rules, you know that...¨ Chanda explained. Webster shouted back, ¨But mommy! I know what I saw! The monster that took them was a grabber!¨

¨Hush now baby, its about time for bed, go get ready...¨ Suddenly the ladder snapped a leg, and Chanda Leer fell, a sickening snap could be heard and Chanda layed limp on the ground, not breathing. ¨ Mommy! No mommy, get up, you gotta get up, your eyes are still open! Please mommy get up!¨ Hawthorn Stomps was putting baby Soot Hoof the bed when he heard the sudden thud. He galloped to only find his wife lay dead across the floor, the ladder broken on top of her, and Webster begging her to wake up. Already mad by the lose of his childern, and now devistated by the death of his wife, Hawthron snapped as he realized how real the curse of the mark really was! He snached up his son by grabbing with his teeth, the scruff of Websters neck, and ran outside into the backyard, near the broken fence, Tossing the crying and confused Webster into his front hooves as he stood on his hind legs, holding his cursed son up high above his head. Stomps cried as he pleaded to the forest, ¨Forest! Take my cursed son! I give my son to save my last son! Do not take my wife`s last baby!¨  And with that, Hawthron threw Webster into the forest, watching as his son cry for him, his last words being ¨Daddy NOOO!¨ before he dissappeared into the foilage of the Everfree Forest.

Howthron Stomps fell to his knees, crying as the deed was done, doing what he had to, to protect his remaining family from the curse, a flash of light appeared in the night, and upon his flank, a sheild appeared with a star on it.  Hawthron realized he had done what had to be done to uphold the law of the town, and protected his family. He cursed himself, for he was now cursed, but he knew what he had to do. Stomps wrapped himself in a thick blanket, then wrapping his last son, he set out, It began to rain as Hawthorn reach Stone Shiner's home, his most trusted friend in Sunnytown. As Stone Shiner answered the door, Hawthorn handed him the baby, hanging his head. ¨ Shiner, the curse of the mark is real, it took all but Soot Hoof here, even me, so now I have to go join my family into the Everfree Forest.  Rasie my son as your own until hes old enough to run the town. Worn everyone, the curse of the mark is real! ¨ And with that, Hawthorn ran, stright into the thick of the EverFree Forest dissapearing forever from Sunnytown, a menacing laugh could be faintly be heard that night along the storms wind as it blows.