The bitterly cold wind bit at the newborn filly's skin and she could do little more than lay there on the equally frigid ground shivering. Each breath she took was painful, the icy air felt like it was burning from her throat all the way down into her tiny chest and she wanted to fight against it. She held her breath, but after a few seconds she was gasping in great gulps of cold air that made her cough and choke. As her coughing eased she opened her eyes and squinted against the brightness that the new world she was forced into subjected her to. A pitiful whine slipped past her lips and she began to search for her brother.

Her amber eyes widened as a large orange creature approached her, but it moved past her and as it did she turned her head and watched as the small body of her brother was rolled away. She whined again and in a desperate attempt to follow after and fell. Her long legs kicked up snow and she squealed in protest and desperation. Don't leave me! Don't take him away! Come back!

She struggled to follow after her brother, but her attempts only made her tired and discouraged. Her head dropped to the snowy ground and she watched her brother as he was situated by the glowing thing. What about her? Did they forget about her? Didn't they want her? Her eyes drifted closed and she shivered violently as the wind beat relentlessly against her tiny body. They had forgotten her.

Time was a concept that was very foreign to the newborn and what had taken her mother a matter of a few minutes felt like an eternity longer. She couldn't decipher the sound of hoof steps in the snow and was unaware that her mother stood over her until she felt the muzzle against her side. Then she was being rolled just like her brother had. She grunted and whimpered as her body was rolled then it stopped and she could feel warmth. When her eyes opened she could see how close she was to the glowing thing and her brother and her heart leaped with joy. There you are! Don't go away again!

The filly began scooting, desperate to be pressed against her brother's side even though her mother laid beside them and offered greater warmth. Her brother was more familiar, more comforting, everything she wanted. Even as another, larger creature came and touched them and laid beside them offering warmth she refused to go to them. She was relentless in her attempt to be near her brother and wouldn't stop until she was curled against his chest, her face hidden in the downy feathers attached to his shoulder.

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