The Orphanage

It was a dark, stormy night in December. A young baby Pegasus with orange fur lay on the steps of a huge building.  She cried on the oak wood step. A mare woke up in the building. She heard the crying from the building and ran outside. She saw the young orange Pegasus, who had the tiniest of wings. She picked her up and looked around. A note said her name was Scootaloo, the young mare smiled as she put her in a cradle. "This is Hoof Step Orphanage." Said the mare.