Two will become four, and blood will rule the forest...
Daisy heard a tiny scuffle among the undergrowth. The pale yellow mare with bright pink hair saw a little foal that was pushed under a bush. His little cries led Daisy into taking him, and thinking to find a safe place for it to live and be found again.
"Where shall I go...?" She asked herself over tiny muffled whimpering. "I will take care of you," She assured the little colt foal.
Daisy went over to her best friend's house whose name is Clover. He was a bright green pony with a dark blue mane.
"Please help me, Clover," Daisy said after she explained finding the foal and thinking of taking it to a safer place. "I can't keep it." She finished.
Before Daisy could say anymore, Clover sighed determindly, "I'll help you."
"Really?" Daisy's eyes were the shape of two small moons.
"Of course! Anything for you, Daisy. Whats the plan?" Clover asked, as he looked around. Ponyville is full of curious ponies and snitchers.
"I-I haven't got anything, really, but I thought that we could take it far into the Everfree For-"
"Are you crazy?" Clover interuppted. "On it's own? No, Daisy, we have to take care of it...it you want to go to the Everfree or someplace in Equestria, that is, but if its on it's own...it could get IMPRISONED or worse!" Clover explained as he looked creamy-coated and brown haired colt.
"Mama..." The foal cried as he woke up.
"Shh, its okay. We'll make sure you're safe." Daisy assured.
It seemed like the colt was old enough to talk, and understand too. "You're not mama! Where is she?" The foal cried.
Daisy and Clover exchanged a look. "You're mommy is gone. She, uh...asked me to look after you for now on. She never told me why, little one." Daisy lied. She was too nice to loose him.
"What? Mommy!" The foal continued to cry.
"Shh, its okay. We will take care of you. Somewhere away from here, though." Clover explained thoughtfully as Daisy shot him a grateful glance.
"..but, okay." The coal hesitated.
"Haven't you got a name?"
"No..."
"He needs a name, Daisy. You have to pick, I'm not creative."
"Okay," Daisy thought she would name it Creamy. A little voice in her head told her that it was right.
"We should name you Creamy." She decided. Daisy peered over at Clover, who nodded.
"Lets go somewhere...far, and safe from other ponies but definetley not on train." Daisy nodded her agreement. She thought it'd be best so others won't follow or question.
"We should leave now." Clover decided.
"Yes. Lets get some food-then um..." Daisy looked over to the mountains. "-over the mountains, and live in a forest if there even is one. Take two saddle bags and meet here." She looked at Creamy. He fell asleep while they were talking. "Ha! Bored of our conversation, eh?" Daisy whispered.
"Meet me by the Great Oak." Clover whisper-shouted.
"'Kay.'' Said Daisy turning around, along with Creamy, and went to her house to get some food and a little blanket for Creamy.
Once Daisy reached the Great Oak with the sleeping Creamy in her saddle bag, she and Clover started the journey over the mountains.
