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[Clayton]

Clayton had not met his father, only his mother, she was much older in age and she did not put up with Clayton. She let him off on his own and do as he pleases. He did however spend most of his time in Hyaline, with a sister he met and she has taken on the role of mother, at least she was more of a mother to him than his actual mother.

Today he ventured out to the playground, a place he had only heard of. It was supposed to be filled with foals similar in age to himself, perhaps he could make some friends. He hoped that he was in the right place and without another thought he trekked through the field in hope to find others. He saw a few others, but it was not long until there was on specific foal who caught his attention. She was a palomino and she had a horn! He stood out from the rest, the two horns that twirled on his dome, others looked at him like he was odd. It was hard to make any friends, although she only had one horn he had hoped that she would not think anything of his second horn.

She was with another foal, but he mustered up the courage to approach the pair. H..Hello! He said with a smile, he looked to the colt, he had wings upon his back, and splashes coloring. His gaze then flicks to the filly, the one who caught his attention My name is Clayton, what is yours? He asked them both, only hoping he did not join in a private conversation.

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