I was very young when it happened. A being of fur and roars hurt me, I was almost gone. Then she came. Her touch was soft, her eyes were sad and she smelt of cold mint. I was scared and she calmed me. Her eyes glowed a soft blue as she healed my wounds. In doing so, she changed how I looked. Now my once black coat is a midnight blue with frosted designs, my mane and tail were pure black along with the wisps on my body, and my hooves were covered in a blue mist. Suddenly, her smile turned to a look of horror as she got grabbed from behind and dragged. I tried to help her, but was kicked away and knocked out. I still search for her, but my hopes in finding the kind human are leaving quickly.
My name is Obsideon, and this is my story.