Mind Storm was suddenly awakened by a bright glow. The young filly looked around franticly in shock of seeing such a bright, green glow taking the inside of the tent until the light dimmed into darkness. He could hear voices from outside the tent.
"WHAT!? I MISSED!?" said a panicked voice. "Hey! You're the smuggler we were after!" yelled a somehow familiar voice. "N-no, i-its not what you think!" "Shut up! I've been after you for a year! There's no doubt that you're the one!" Mind Storm could tell from the tone of this colt's voice, that he has a personal grudge against this Pony. "N-no! Stay back!" The little filly could suddenly hear the sound of magic being used. He guessed by the sound that this pony was threatening the other. "Put it down." The familiar sounding colt sounds surprisingly calm, despite being threatened. "I-I said stay back!"
Mind Storm was startled by loud thunder, followed by a loud, sharp scream that was forged into the dark night air. "Damn it! What have I done!?" The panicked voice was getting softer as the little filly heard the pony run away. The young colt sat there silently until he cautiously stepped out of the tent to see what has happened. The forest was dark, but he could still see where he was going thanks to the moonlight. He was startled to see the unwelcomed sight of red grass across the clearing. At the center of the red grass was the body of a young colt, lying on the plain absolutely still. Mind Storm gasped in surprise when he realized who this colt was.
The young filly slowly trotted to the front of the body with a sad expression and his eyes was filled with tears as he stared into his brother's face.