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Her smile is still there, but her eyes grow a little dimmer. There is a bit of sadness in there, they lose some of their sparkling. "All I have of my parents now is this necklace right here..." Her voice breaks a little. She swallows, guesturing to the gold heart charm on the sky blue string around her neck. "It was my mothers..." Clare takes a deep breath, tossing her mane out of her eyes. "My mother had a pure white coat, and a very light pinkish silver mane and tail. She had no wings or a horn,she was born without them. The raiders took her when she was just a young mare. They saw her as a source of money, and auctioned her off in some small suburban city. A kind man bought her, seeing the sadness in her eyes. He raised her on his huge horse ranch but she yearned to be free, no matter how grateful she was to that man. She was a wild horse at heart, and would not let them break her spirit. She refused to be ridden, and refused all the dumb lazy stallions they brought to her. They gave up on her and she was able to freely roam around at her own will.

One night the man taking care of the stables had gone home for the night, and had left her door unlatched. Curiously, she pushed the door with her nose and walked out of the stables, without a second look back. Here was her chance at freedom. She walked towards one of the pastures and just squeezed through the hole in the broken fence. And at long last, she was free. There was no way she was going back to that ranch. Gallopping for miles on end, she reached a stream at the end of day three, thoroughly lost." Clare paused, looking at you. "Are you sure you're not asleep yet?" You shake your head. "Not unless I'm sleepwalking with my eyes open o.O" She laughs. "Okay, thats good." Taking a deep breath, she continues. "At the other side of the stream, there was a small herd of horses, all wild. They had horns upon their heads, and wings too. She was afraid, but also awed at the sight. Suddenly a whinny rang out, and a golden brown stallion approached her. 'Who goes there?' he had called to her. She walked towards him, head held high. 'Me' She said simply. He was awed at her boldness, falling in love with this mare who finally caught his eye at last. Her heart burned for his, but she was untrusting. These were strangers, and she was sure that they would probably kill her at a moment's notice, with their horns, and then fly away. The stallion sensed her fear, explaining to her that they were unicorns, and that their horns were only used for healing. She threw away all the doubt wrapped around her like a heavy cloak that day, and let them embrace her as a member of their herd. Her young heart was unmarked, full of trust for this stallion who had made her stay so interesting.

They confessed their love to each other, and had a small ceremony to celebrate. And a year later, during flood season, I was born..." She gulped, looking misty-eyed. "When the floods came, I was only a small foal, just about a week old, my dad says. The herd had a minute's notice before the water came rushing in on them. My father galloped towards us just as the water hit. Our little wood house was knocked over, and my mother and I were stranded on the overturned roof. It floated farther and farther away from where the rest of the herd was flying towards. It was too late to get them. He tried to help my mother, but it was no use. In agony, she cried for him to take me and leave her. I opened my eyes and cried out for her, and she took off her necklace and gave it to me. Whenever I needed her, she said, I should wear it and rub it, and that it contained her presence. For, even though my mom wasn't a unicorn, she still had her powers. Though they had stayed hidden for a long time, and it was now too late for her to make use of them." Clare sniffled, a tear or two falling from a blue eye. "She was washed away, as my father and I made our way towards the higher ground, as the water grew higher and higher by the foot with every passing minute. Strangely enough, we still felt her presence, my father and I. 'Look!' my father had shouted, eyes widening, a golden shine lighting up his face. I looked down, where his gaze was, and saw the amulet she gave me was shining. My mother's voice, like a small echo in our ears, 'I love you both...' and then it was dull again, and I knew she was gone. I was young, too young to understand what was really happening. All I knew was that this amulet was magic, and that my mother, dear heart, was gone for good..." Another tear trickled down her face.

My father wept for days, for this had broken his heart into a billion pieces, having lost the love of his life. Sometimes he dreamed of her beautiful face, and I would wake up to not see him sleeping besides me, but instead after looking around, I would see him gazing at the stars, and with tears in his eyes, he told me her story, and their story. Now I think, there's always a tiny piece of my heart missing, because my mother is gone, but I still have this amulet..." she looks down on it. "To remember her by..." Her eyes are sad, rimmed a little with red. "I.. I still miss her..." She shakes her head. "I just long to see her again...But there's no chance of that happening..." You pat her reassuringly. "What happens next?" She sighed, "What always happens... One day I woke up and my dad wasn't there. Neither was the herd. In fact... I was in some strange place. Like I had been teleported somewhere I didn't even know. I never saw my father or the herd again... They might just be alive out there... I dont know..." Sighing, she kept walking. "I saw this glowing bottle, and I raced towards it, hoping it would be something important. It was a faerie, but a different one from any faerie I had seen. I uncorked the bottle, and the faerie came out, smiling, and blessed me. She glowed pink, and was entirely decked out in pink, too. My small horn glowed pink for a moment, then turned back into gold. My mane and tail grew to be a light pink in color, and my wing feathers turned hot pink." She rustled her feathers in turn and cracks a smile at you.