Amaronda's Journey

Ammy cantered into Gothia and rested to catch her breath. She hoped Admiral would get along fine without her. As soon as that thought entered her mind, Ammy got mad at herself for even thinking about her past. She promised to herself that she would not think about Admiral and her foals because what did she care. He was like The Stallion, only nicer, and her foals were like her previous twins. Sighing, Ammy collapsed into a pile on the ground and rested.

Ammy woke up refreshed and looked around herself. No color at all. She looked down at what seemed to be grass. It did not look appetizing in black and white. Sighing, Ammy bent down to chew some and refuel herself before going to Rockyosa.