"Why? Why do I feel this way?" she said as she looked out the window at the moon. She sighed, "On the outside I'm a pony clear as day, but on the inside I feel like something else..." she said. Thinking deeply, she thought back to when her sister and brother found her in the forest 14 years ago. She wasn't a pony then but she was something else. Was she human or was she a pony?
"Sister, why are you up so late? It's past midnight now." asked her elder brother Dusty. Mora turned her head to see that Greyflame and a young colt standing there as well. Mora sighed, "I can't sleep again..." she moaned.
Dusty walked over to her side, "Is it your leg again?" he asked checking Mora's right front leg. Mora shook her head, "No, it's..." she trailed off looking back at the moon. Dusty looked at the moon, noticing a comet speeding past it. "It's that again then...when we found you out there like that...in that form... he said.
"So you aren't a pony?" asked the young colt. His head tilted to the side in confusion. Greyflame chuckled, "Why don't we talk about this in the morning..."