The tears came upon her in seconds her eyes overflowing. Her heart heavy with sadness for herself and others if they could see her like this. She could imagine no one liking when this happend to a foal. But she knew there were some horrible equines out there who do nasty and cruel things to get their way. Her mother had told her to steer clear of them.

Looking around at the pale white moon in the sky she dug her hooves deeper into the sand. It felt like dirt but more broken up and loose. But dirt would stay together in clumps, but sand could just fall right through your hair no mess. But Dirt would make it clumpy and horrible. Cypress liked comparing different elements in her mind. Seeing which one would be better, and which one weaker. It was fun to her. Even though it was just with herself. She liked it. Even though she had pushed away the thoughts of her parents and sister, she still could feel the soft warm tears falling down her cheeks.

A small vision shot through her eyes, it was of a white horse golden markings on her wings. Eyes of a piercing red. She seemed so real. Yet different from others. Then Cypress noticed... it was the horn. She had a horn as well as a tail! A hybrid? Cypress had never thought of it before. She had heard stories of them, and how they were still out there. But she had never met or seen one.

She heard a small swoop from above. A light beat, a graceful one to be exact. Maybe she was about to meet this new beating mystery. But she decided to let that go until she tried to figure out was it was. Maybe a bird? No... A pegasi, they were always special! She wanted to meet one. Not once, had she met in her travels. Surprisingly. Staring off into space for a while was her only answer to occupation. She knew not most would like that. Staring off not thinking. But she found it relaxing. When she was done, and she moved, it felt like she hadn't moved in 100 years and was just waking to the world.

Behind her she heard hoofsteps in the sand,then a voice it was soft and relaxing, "hello there!"she paused then spoke again in a soft voice "are you lost, young one?" she asked her voice concerning. The hoofsteps were light and frail as they made their way closer to her. Swallowing Cypress turned. To see a white pegasus standing almost two bodies away from her. Her wings folded to her sides and a horn atop her head- wait. A horn? Was this the horse of her vision? Looking into the striking red eyes she knew. It was the mare from her vision. "Hello, ma'am" she spoke a soothing voice of silk "I am Cypress and I am fine, thank you for asking". But her face before didn't show it. She had now hidden her emotions and was looking at the mare a regular look on her face, although she was quite surprised.