Strife

Faraway from Canterlot, nestled in the cozy town of Ponyville sat a mare cradling a small, pink pegasus filly with a fiery red mane and a long, silky tail. The foal curled against her mother, nuzzling into her coat as the mare sang to her.

"You were born with the horns of a ram on your head, I was born a maiden in a wildflower bed..." It was her favorite song when she was little, and she knew it by heart. The foal's hospital bracelet, in scrawled hoofwriting, read 'Damara'.

Off in dusty Fillydelphia, a lanky unicorn colt was born, same time as Damara in a fierce late-winter thunderstorm. He had a short mane that was teal as the ocean is deep, and a yellow coat that shone as bright as the sun. His name was Moonbeam, after his grandfather Moonshine, a famous cider brewer. He was quick to learn magic, only a day after he was born.

In busy Manehatten, an earth pony filly draws her first breath. She was generously built, and had strong legs to boot. She's Sapphire Drop, with bright cobalt fur, brash purple curls, and a certain fascination with the ice around a window in winter.

Although highly different from each other, these ponies would share an inseparable bond soon.