Dust on her hooves and Lightning in her eyes

chapter 1- storm clouds

Stormy skies looked down at her little filly. It seemed as if she was born just yesterday. However, Lightning Dust needed start school as soon as possible, so she would have more time to practice flying.

"Are you going to have a good time?" Stormy Skies called to her daughter.

"I will, I promise!" She called back.

Then she stumbled a bit while running to the pink schoolhouse.

Lightning Dust sat down at the desk she liked best. It was painted a faded blue, with a little lighting bolt at the top. Across it was a giant storm cloud.Lightning liked this one best, because the faded-blue looked like her mother. There were other tables, but they didn't look as good to her. A pegasus filly with a light purple coat and a purple mane with green stripes sat down next to her. She was slightly crippled, as she had a wing brace attached to her. She did not yet have her cutie mark, like Lightning.

"Hi." She whispered to Lightning Dust.

"Ya know, school hasn't started yet. You can talk normally. Everypony else is." Lightning Dust responded.

"We'll, I try not to get noticed." The light purple filly answered.

"Ya know...this?' she motioned to her braced wing with her hoof.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of. some of the strongest flyers have wing braces." Dust said. The thought of her father came into mind, the turcoise pegasus flying around on one wing, a brace on the other, flying freely. "I'm Lightning Dust, by the way. but you can call me Dust." She said. "I'm painted page. But oyou could call me..uh,...paint, I guess." okay!" then dust and Paint hoofbumped.

Lightning Dust woke up. The orange fire made her eyes look a light amber. She looked over at painted Page, who was still fast asleep in her sleeping bag. She also looked at her brace, which was getting slightly rusty. she would have to tell Paint not to fly int the morning, or she could get hurt. then Dust looked over at written words, paint's brother, who was turned over, back towards the fire in the middle of the circle they were in.

Lightning Dust whispered quietly, "You awake?"

Word let out a fake snore.

"Ya, right." Dust said again, this time not whispering.

"Be quiet!" Paint was up now.

"Sorry,.. it's just.."

"Trying' to see words asleep I see.."

"Well, I was j-just trying to check on everypony.."

Dust stammered, embarrassingly.

"You were checking out Word, huh?" Paint said, obviously trying to annoy Lightning. Both Word and Dust shot up.

"I don't like him!" Dust Yelled. Word said the same thing,but with a 'her' instead of 'him'.

"Whoa, I never said that meant you liked him, but I'm happy to know where you stand on the subject. Paint shot a little smug look at Dust.

"I think we should get back to sleep." Word suggested. They sank back into their sleeping bags, and slept. Then a piercing howl split the middle of the sky. All three Pegasi looked up into the sky. Then they saw a big, black cloud move over the campsite. lightning struck and then the sky was clear. But something was wrong. Lightning Dust's wing was electrified. And Word was missing his wings.