Familial bonds are the strongest we carry with us, ever following to bring light to any darkened path we might walk or to be our safety lines in our furthest travels. They create us, mould us, in many ways guide us, and fundamentally they make us whole.

This is a quartet of mixed vaguely cuddly stuff loosely connected through the themes of motherhood and family. (Minor warning: A light in the darkest places contains a small amount of violence but I don’t reckon it warrants the gore tag).

Dedicated to the toughest b*tch on the planet.

Great thanks to Haphazard for pre-reading.

Also thank you to anyone who reads my stuff.

Notes:
• I use the word pegasus with both a singular and plural meaning, rather than pegasi, due to personal preference. Apologies if it is an annoyance
• Sketch used as cover art used base by MaybyAGhost (http://maybyaghost.deviantart.com/art/MLP-Happy-Pony-Base-Vector-347420419)
• I welcome any and all feedback