A little creature neighed and playfully stood on its back hooves, spreading its wings out.
On the clearing in the forest were about a dozen of these creatures, elegant, powerful and full of magic. Neither a horse, nor a unicorn, nor a pegasus, but a powerful mixture out of all three.
The female Alpha of the herd whined and alarmed the rest of the herd. With her silver fur and long silber wings she glowed in the gloomy light of the dark forest, where only bits of the full moon brightened the ground. On her head was a long, twisted horn which sparkled and reflected the moon light.
The Alpha whined again and stomped with her hooves on the ground. The others nervously started to dart into the bushes, then panic broke out.
A group of people jumped out of the bushes, holding long swords.
„Kill them!", one of them yelled. „Get their hornes!"
The nostrils of the Alpha twitched as she recognized the scent of the firgures. Humans, she thought disgustedly.
The Alpha spread out her wings and signaled her herd to follow her. As the the creatures ran into the forest, in panic and some wounded by the swords, the Alpha kept looking for her foal. She found it hiding and shivering behind a bush, and galloped to it. „Come on!", she neighed. „Follow me!". The foal followed its mother, leading it into the forest. Behind them the men were tracking down the herd, stomping and yelling.
The Alpha lead its foal into a cave, where she hoped they would be safe.
The foal shivered and pressed itself against her mother, who worryingly looked down at her foal. With the black horn, black fur and black wings it looked completely different from the rest of the herd, and it was not able to do any magic yet.
Outside they heard the men coming closer, one of them yelling. „We found the herd, but the Alpha is missing! Search everything!"
On the ground the Alpha and her foal saw the shadows of men approaching, and she knew she could not hide her foal from them, unless...
She turned to her foal and whispered: „No matter what they say, you will be a strong and powerful Silberwing." The foal looked at her mother with dark eyes and whined. Her mother bend down her head and touch her foal's horn with her own. A jolt of energy rushed through the body of the foal, then it fainted and collapsed onto the ground.
Her mother was panting from the loss of energy, but quickly turned around to face the two men which had almost reached the corner of the cave.
„The Alpha is here!", one of them yelled and lashed at the Silverwing Alpha with his sword. She stood on her hooves and spread out her wings, and with a loud whine her horn started to glow and shoot out light against the men. The light filled the whole cave, shielding her foal from the views of the hunters until she collapsed onto the ground.
As the light vanished, the lifeless bodies of the hunters and the Alpha became visible in the cave.
The cries of the other Silverwings grew quiet and finally stopped.
Then the rest of the hunters gathered the horns of the dead Silverwings and left, without seeing the little foal unconscious in the cave.
Hours later, the black foal started to glow in a week white light, which swirled around its body.
And then the magic of the foal's mother fulfilled its purpose.
On the ground, where the foal had layed, was now a little human girl.