Thunder boomed over the city of Manehatten as claws as long as the city streets raked the sky. Ponies ran to and fro to dodge the endless downpour of the storm. Shops closed early as the weather teams said that the storm they were making would be a bad one as they had to make up for the one that they missed a few weeks ago.

One particular pony, a Pegasus, in fact, flew through the rain above the traffic to get to her apartment in the better end of the city. If one were to look at the pony, they would think that she was in a hurry. Indeed, the Pegasus mare was in a hurry. It wasn't every day that an aspiring, young, racer would get accepted into the Wonderbolt Training program at such a young age. When she first read her mail at the post office at the other side of town, all she could do was rush to her apartment to tell her roommate and twin sister the exciting news!

Weaving around corners, ducking under signs, and passing other Pegasi was a minor annoyance and slowed her down a tad, but that just made her push even harder to get home as fast as possible. Even with her waterlogged wings soaking up most of her endurance, she made a great time to the apartment complex near city central.

Landing on all fours into a dead sprint, she bolting through the doors of the five-story building and rushed to the top floor with a letter in her mouth. Once there, she skidded to a halt in front of her door and knocked rapidly for her sister to open the door.

'Come on Footy, open up!' she thought excitedly, but when no one opened the door right away, she promptly implanted her hoof in her face. 'I forgot that she had weather duty today,' she groaned inwardly. With a little sigh, she dropped the letter and reached into her saddlebags for her key.

"Shick-clok!" when the lock before Spitfire opened the door to her three bedroom apartment, dripping water all over the floor. Once inside, she placed her saddlebags on the rack to dry and trotted over to the bathroom to dry off, not noticing right away the very large basket sitting on the coffee table in the center of her living room.

After a long grooming session in the shower, as well as singing her favorite song of the month, the Pegasus mare walked out of the steaming bathroom dry, and refreshed. Whilst in the shower, her stomach declared that it was hungry, and thus, she made like a pig and raided her sister's cookie supply.

With a few chocolate chip cookies in her mouth and a cup of hot cocoa balanced on her back, she trotted into the living room to enjoy her pillaged meal. That's when she saw it.

'Is this a gift from your colfriend, Footy?' she wondered with a cheeky smirk. 'Cause if it is, it's lame.' Placing her goodies on one of the end tables stationed on either side of the couch, she approached the basket without a care in the world, that is, until it moved.

"What the?" she froze, unsure of what to do. "Did he get her a puppy or something? Cause if he did, then we can't keep it."

Warily of what could be in the basket, she Pegasus mare saw that there was a note on top. Deciding to read it later, she carefully moved the basket from on top of the coffee table to the floor, slightly surprised of the weight. 'Great, a fat puppy. Who in the hell wants a fat puppy?' Shaking her head, the Pegasus mare lifted the white blanket off of the basket and instantly froze.

There, sound asleep in the basket, was a little, Pegasus foal. Her coat was as white as snow, while her wolfishly wild mane sported a two-toned azure hue. She could see the odd red paintbrush tips throughout her mane and tail, giving it a unique contrast to the rest of her figure and damn did she have one! The cute little ball of fur was already showing signs of a well-trained mare!

Gulping at the thought that her sister kidnapped a foal, she shakily grabbed the letter that she casually tossed aside and read its contents.

"My name is Winter Ruby Hawkfire Rose. I'm an orphan. My mother was abusive and passed away. Now I'm looking for a new Mommy! I like music, hugs, and kisses, oh! And I like cuddles! <3 My Birthday is on October 31! That makes me a Nightmare Filly! RAWR! Oh, and I'm one year old! I know you may not want me, but Mother Lunaris says you will be an amazing Mommy! So can you be my Mommy? I promise to be good!

From: The Alicorn of Peace, Saint of Forgiveness and Second Chances. Paragon of all Mothers, Wife to the King of Alicorns, and Sister to the Guardian of Spirits.

Lunarisa Nocturn Galaxia"

P.S, I know that this is sudden and your career is just starting, but little Rose needs someone to give her the hope, the determination, the encouragement she will need growing up, and you Spitfire Hawkmoon, are the one I've chosen. Should you wish to send her away to somewhere else, then I understand. Parenthood isn't easy, nor for a young sixteen-year-old just starting life and if you were to send little Rose away, then please send her to Cloudsdale's Orphanage as I know that being there will at least give her a chance at second best.

Spitfire's hooves trembled, her mouth agape. Her world shattered into a million, microscopic pieces. Staring in her face was the hoof-writing of the Legendary Alicorn Queen of Equestria, and she wanted her, Spitfire (and soon to be) Wonderbolt to take care of this orphan.

Was she hyperventilating? Yes, yes she was. Was she pacing? Like a mad pony.

'I can't take care of a foal!?' she freaked out in her mind. 'They poop, they cry and—' And her train of thought ended abruptly as the foal in the basket began to cry.

"No, no, no, don't cry!" Spitfire begged as she instinctively reached into the basket and cradled the little filly in her hooves and began to slowly rock the baby back and forth. "It's okay, please don't cry," Spitfire whispered softly. Within a few minutes of this, the little filly stopped crying and began to stare curiously into the fiery eyes of the Wonderbolt in training, who was making plans to immediately send the filly to a better place than her apartment with her sister.

However, she made a mistake that she will come to thank in the years to come and locked eyes with the filly. She stared into the miscolored eyes of the Pegasus filly, her right eye a warm crimson while the left a soft azure, both were as deep as the night sky with enough curiosity to kill millions of cats, but past all that, there she saw herself, weak and helpless, bullied and picked on. She knew just from looking into Rose's eyes, that her life will be hard if she ended up in the orphanage, but what she could do? She didn't have the money!

Sure she could ask her sister for help, but with her constant partying, there was no way in hell she was leaving Rose with her. 'Well, I could always...give up being a Wonderbolt for the time being, no, no that won't do. It's this fucking apartment that is sucking me dry,' she thought bitterly.

Weighing her options, she didn't realize that little Rose feel asleep in her hooves with a content smile on her little face. When she looked back down, that smile sealed the deal for her, as much as she didn't want to.

Letting out a sigh, she placed little Rose back in her basket and reached into her savings. Her dream home would have to wait, her new home in..'eww'...Ponyville begins later.

Author's Notes:

I would like to thank all the people that read this and liked it. It was a little difficult for me near the end, but I am happy that everything came through! Sorry about the rough start, I hope I have gotten better. Then again, my fingers have minds of their own. They can't stop fingering tight, moist, holes. Anyways! I'll get around to editing this again sometime in the future. IDK, maybe.

Also, you can blame League of Legends, Fallout New Vegas, Undertale, CaveStory, The Legend of Zelda for lots of procrastination. God damn they are amazing games.

Also, shout outs to all the peoples that got their OC cameos, they were really fun to right even though they were only brief. I didn't fully planned them out, but hey? What can you do.

Now, love her real name? Ruby Hawkfire? No? Yes? Maybe? Only if you fist me? Okay... be that way! BAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAA.

Bark

With love. Solstice.

P.S

Sequal? Song's of Hawkfire