"The queen is dead!"
"What are you talking about?! Mother cannot be killed!"
"The white pony killed her! I saw it with my own eyes! We must get you two out of here, they will kill you too!" The two silhouetted thestrals looked around them, listening to the screams before coming to a decision.
"She cannot stay or come back here," the taller one resumed and concluded, looking down at the small orange thestral in its hooves, her grayish purple eyes looking around in confusion. "We must save you. Come!" The two thestrals ran out of the cave, the foal starting to cry and make noise.
"We have two runners!" A stallion yelled.
"Keep going!" the stallion said as he slowed down behind her. "Save yourselves!" The mare continued to run, not stopping as she made her way out the of the cave, opening her wings and sailing into the sky, the stallion following after her. The alabaster Alicorn looked out from the mouth of the cave, watching as they flew away before she flapped her wings, following after them.
"She's following us!" The stallion stated. "I will try to hold them off! Save yourselves! We will meet again one day!" He turned around, firing his magic from his hooves as the alicorn returned the gesture in kind. He looked behind him to see the mare gone before he was forced to fly in a different direction, providing a successful distraction.
The mare continued flying, hoping that the filly in her arms wouldn't be scared. "Amaryllis?" she said down to her. "I'm going to have to let you go now, ok? You'll find a nice place to sleep and eat. I really wish it didn't have to be this way, sister. But if she returns and sees us together, then we'll both be goners." The filly nodded, but being only one year's old, she had no idea what this pony was talking about.
The two of them flew over the town of Ponyville, noting the peace and serene nature of the town. Finding this a good spot, the mare touched down and placed the child in a blanket before lighting a hoof. She placed the hoof on the top of the young thestral's head, forcing her to sleep and pull in her tiny wings before going inside the filly's mind, erasing the knowledge of knowing how to draw them out.
After she was done she looked behind her. A door creaked open and a pony stepped out of their home, looking around for that thud they heard. The Thestral gasped and quickly ducked behind the corner, leaving the child on the ground and staying as quiet as possible. The pony looked around, positive that they heard a noise before shrugging and going back inside the house. The thestral peeked around the corner then stalked back out to comfort the child.
"It's ok, little one," she whispered. "You will have sweet dreams in the future. You will find friendship, happiness, and love. I love you, Amaryllis." The mare retrieved a note and placed it in the blanket visibly before turning around and taking off into the air, leaving the filly alone in the darkness of the night. Unaware that it would be the opposite of everything she said.