A fire inside

"It's a beautiful young filly!" The doctor announced, handing Spitfire her newborn foal. The foal had beautiful pale blue eyes, an orange coat and her mane and tail were a deep red and yellow. Her tiny wings were tinged with red at the ends of the feathers. Spitfire looked at her daughter.

"Her name is Fire moon." She spoke, her eyes gleaming with pride for her daughter. Fire moon's eyes flashed in the candlelight, making the blue seem a bright, brilliant blue. The doctor left the room so that the two could have some time alone." Hey there little'un, I'm your mother." Spitfire whispered to Fire moon, whilst she didn't understand what the mare was talking about. Fire cooed in response, smiling at her mother. Spitfire had never been so happy in her entire life.

As soon as as Spitfire was let out from the hospital, she was greeted with an enormous party, courtesy of Suprise. It was only a small party, but it was the thought that counted. Spitfire's only way of getting out from the party was when she said that she had to put her daughter to bed. Everyone quieted down and let the new mother ease her foal onto her back and take her upstairs. As Spitfire was laying Fire moon into the cot, her eyes welled up with tears." I'll miss you, my special filly!" She knew that despite what her friends said, she would have to let someone else take care of her child, though she only wondered who...