I woke to something bright, I was used to the darkness and warmth of my mothers whom, I looked around and saw many horses around me. I started to stand but fell over, I kept trying until I stayed standing and started walking.
"I will name you Feathersong," my mother Moonsong said, I continued drinking the sweet milk my mother provided for me. I soon pranced over to another foal who had a grey coat, he was friendly. We played a while when a crack went off, our ears shot up and we ran, the grey Colt fell behind and I slowed but my mother pushed my faster.
"But we can't leave him!" I whinied in fear, she kept pushing me and soon the humans caught the grey Colt. I would miss him deeply, we ran until we reached the edge of our territory. We settled down to graze and since my only friend was captured I was lonely and fell fast asleep, I knew that my troubles had only just begun.