In another horse herd, different from Spirit's herd, on a rainy day, when horses ran for the trees covering. All the horses in that herd were all gathered around to see a very pregnant mare give birth to the leader Storm's foal. Storm was watching along with them as his mate, already exhausted, from the contractions.
"Gah it hurts so much!",yelled Storm's mate, Wind .
Storm reached down to her to nuzzle her gently,
"Breath, Wind ,breath.", Storm said to her.
Wind groaned. That made it even harder for Storm to watch. It wasn't until he heard a soft whinny that his worries were pushed aside. The small foal cry he brought him into excitement. To see that there was a little filly sleeping near her mother as he was looking down made his heart sing. He could see that the filly was a paint. It had the brown color from Wind and the paint white splotches from Storm.
"She's beautiful.",said Storm with a smile on his face
"Yeah what's should we name her?",asked Wind.
Storm tried to think of a name. He watched the rain pouring from the sky, that's when he came up with a name,
"Rain. We will name her Rain.",he said.
Wind thought about it.
"Rain sounds like such a beautiful name. It fits her.",said Wind.