Chapter 1 - Finding Frostfire
It was a hot summer night, and Imagine was painting a self portrait of herself, she hummed a soft tune, making her feel happy and fuzzy, she was also drinking hot chocolate, she was well concentrated on her painting, until she heard a bump at her door, she immediately lost concentration on her painting, making her magic force drop her paintbrush and her cup of hot chocolate,
"Ugh!" Imagine groaned, glaring at the hot chocolate stain on her olive green rug,
Imagine just went to answer the door, and tell the pony that he/she made her spill her drink, but when she opened the door, she didn't see anyone, she looked up, then down, to see a sleeping blue colt on a patch of maroon cloth, under a small black blanket, inside of a basket made of wood and tree sap.
She gasped at the sight, and used her magic to bring the sleeping colt in. Something was strange about this colt, though, he had a sharp tooth, which really made Imagine worried. She stared at the colt, then the stain on her rug, over and over.
Eventually, the colt woke, he stretched and let out a yawn, sending out a blast of blue fire. Which made Imagine jump back. Imagine knew nothing about dragons, but this pony looked a bit like one. He had a turquoise coat, a spiky orange mane, and fierce red eyes, he had other features too, he had a few scale spots on his body and hooves, he also had sharp teeth, and dragon wings.
The colt gazed at Imagine, and spoke some sentences.
"Who are you? W-where is my mother?" the colt said in a shaky tone, he had a scratchy voice, like he needed a drink of water,
Imagine didn't know what to say, she gulped, and managed to reply,
"My name is Imagine, and.....I don't know where your mother is.....All I know is that I found you on my porch, in that basket." Imagine said nervously, pointing at the basket she had found the colt in.
The pony glared at Imagine, then sighed, a tear rolled down his cheek.
"I remember now. My Mama was a pony, and my dad was a dragon, my father died right after I was born, so it was just me and Mama. When I woke up yesterday, Mama was in extreme pain, she was diagnosed with a disease, it was highly contagious, so they kept me in a tank. The next day, my Mama died, and the nurse had to pray that the house they sent me to had a nice pony living there. You're nice, right?" The colt said.
Imagine felt very bad for the colt, and knew that now, she was going to have to take care of him.
"Yes, I'm nice. Er....." Imagine said nervously, she really wasn't that nice.
Imagine gave the colt 2 apples, and a cup of milk.
Imagine moved on to her painting, she cleared her throat, and continued painting.
"Whatcha doin'?" The colt asked.
"I'm painting." Imagine said.
"What's Painting?" He asked.
"Its taking a brush, dipping it into this.....stuff," she said, pointing to a few jars of paint. "Then you just, take the dipped brush, and......make something on this easel." Imagine explained, not in the best way.
The colt watched Imagine paint until she got tired, and went off to bed.
She climbed into bed, and heard the colt say,
"Can I....sleep with you tonight?"
Imagine blinked a few times, then smiled weakly and said, "Sure."
The pony scrunched under the blankets, and lay on his pillow.
"I never learned this yet, but.....What's your name?" Imagine asked.
"Frostfire....." The colt said.....
