Prologue
‘Scootaloo’ or at that’s the name the mare at the orphanage had said. Scootaloo had been left at the orphanage when she was still a foal with a note written in a generic print that was near impossible to trace to the write it was most likely typed due to the pressure applied according to a foal in the orphanage named Swift Scrawl who had a cutiemark that was a quill over a magnifying glass “ why is it important ?”, “ yeah it was left with me on the doorstep according to Miss Heart.”, “Oh sorry I couldn't be of more help.”, “It's okay didn't think it would work anyways”, He gave Scoots a sly look and said quietly “so when's your next’ adventure’ and when do you plan on coming back?” “Friday and I plan on coming when I found one of my parents or when I am in really bad trouble” the tan colt looked shocked surprised at how long she intended to go he ask “So what’s the plan for money, transport, and sleeping arrangements?” “I have that all covered I just need a diversion” for while there were many children in the orphanage there was only three staff and that was due to money problems because of electrical, plumbing, gas, and air conditioning bills not to mention food but they still give an allowance of 10 bits per week. “okay I’m in.” said the colt.
