Storm Flower is a pony of royalty in her small corner of the wasteland. The only daughter of the leaders of her small village, she's forced to be a example for those that are under her. She is a princess in not only her parents eyes, but also everypony following under them as well. Walking in on a childhood acquaintance assaulting a young filly, she snaps, committing a sin almost as heinous as the buck. As a high-standing member of their twisted society, she is made an example of in a way she never dreamed of. Exiled from her home, she is forced to fend for herself and the filly she saved on their quest to find the filly's mother. Will she be able to set her selfishness aside and help the filly, or will she give up, leaving her to her own fate in the brutal wastes?

Tags: FoE, graphic gore, rape, some foalcon(but not the center of the story), cuddles, and an excess of heartwarming growth in a hardhearted heroine. If any of these are an issue, don't read. you have been warned.

This is my first story, so any constructive criticism is appreciated hope you enjoy