
Her life held no point. She was as worthless and useless as her mother. Her mother had been a failure at being a mother so it was only certain that she would fail as well. In some sorts it could be considered a blessing then. If would save foals from having a bad mother. Perhaps she was never meant to have foals. Perhaps she was never meant to be in happy. She didn't know love so she would never know how to love another. Her usually inexpressive face was turned down by a scowl. She had finally wander far enough that she would never see the orange stallion that she had once felt comfortable with that had ultimately let her down. This forest was quite unknown to her. If she had cared she would be worried but she didn't care. She was a failure and had nothing more to lose. She was determined to forever be alone.
Nyx Queen of Darkness