CW | One Of Them

The young colt cantered across the plains to his mothers side, tiny heart thumping in his chest. The sky was dark, and the wind strong. Birds flew to escape the storm, such a large storm tiny Troy had never seen. His face was marred by a large X wound that would someday scar, marking him a Bachelor bred stallion.

"MUUUM! MUM!" He called before skidding to her side. The mare ignored him, continuing to graze as her light ginger tail flicked around his legs.

"Mum there's a HUUGE storm coming!"

"Don't you think I know that, Troy?"

"But the thunder.. it's so loud. What if the sky falls?" Troy looked up nervously. It was only his second storm, and it was massive. The thunder cracked so loudly the ground and trees trembled. The lightning lit up the sky from horizon to horizon. Even the wind was hard to fight.

"You stupid boy, the sky can not fall." Hina snorted, shaking her head. She glanced at him and rolled her eyes. "If you're going to be of the Bachelor stallions some day, you better learn to swallow your fears."

"But it's so loud-."

"Go find a stallion who cares! I don't have the patience for you right now." The overo snapped, turning and walking away from her son. Troy stood and watched her leave.

His mother had never been kind to him, so it didn't hurt much... he was just confused. His instincts told him his mother was his everything. His guardian, his warmth, his food. But the mare only let him drink from her teets and that was where the duties ended. Maybe mummies weren't suppose to be very close? But the other foals and mummies in the herds cuddled at night, and laughed and played.

Troy slept alone, often time cold, beneath a tree or bush. The other foals were tougher and stronger than him, but stupid. Troy was clever, at the stallions liked his humour. He often hung out with the big guards, but that was far from a friendship. Say one word wrong and he'd be limping for days.

Life was unkind to Troy, but he knew nothing better. With no love in his childhood, no friend, no trust or companionship.. he became detatched. Maybe one day he'll understand what guilt is, what compassion feels like, what loyalty is.

But until then, Troy would study the stars and dream of adventuring across the islands, away from this cold place. His tiny heart hoped, prayed, there was a better place out there.

A warm place.


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Troy had a sad foal hood. He was pretty ok for the most part, but it effected him in the long run. Hina hates her son because all she can see is him growing up to be 'one of them', one of the bachelors. Sexually abusive and controlling stallions that ruined her life. It's not a good enough reason for being such a bitch , though :I And why does she look nothing like her son...?

Yay scribbly art lala too lazy to shade woops