--It's a Colt!--
Sitting in the crib, lies a baby colt. He had features like a dark grey body, navy eyes, white thick mane, and teeny wings. His features show that of a promising flier, and a rather unusual one at that. Perhaps he would make an excellent weather pegasus, or scout leader. However, there was something rather peculiar about this colt; instead of sitting still, or simply laying down, he was always on the move. Always eager to find the next room to explore, or the next cushion to fall from. (safely of course). What is implied by that, is he would find a small cushion or table, and jump off it, to get a small sensation of free falling, and get a good sense of his body weight.
“Whoa there bud! What’s the big rush?” said his mother, Sky.
“I think he’s just adjusting to his new home sky,” replied his father, Storm.
Mr. and Mrs. Chaser were quite the radiant couple. So very eager to see how their own filly, or colt would look. Sky Chaser was a beautiful mare with a glistening white coat, and deep navy eyes. She also had a long, flowing white mane with purple streaks running down her bangs. Lightning's father, Storm, was tall and strong, with a deep grey coat, a spikey white mane, and dim grey eyes. Together, the Chasers were the happiest of pegasi, and were absolutely thrilled to have little Lightning as part of the family.
They both scooped up little Lightning and gave him a stern look.
“Look Light, if you keep climbing and exploring you might end up hurting yourself,” rebuked Sky
Lightning was a bit upset at his parent’s scolding, but it never discouraged him. Again and again, he climbed, and crawled. Such a ball of energy, it’s amazing they got him to sleep at night. (Which three out of four times, they didn't)
In Lightning’s mind however, nothing stopped. It’s as if his mind was running... well.. running 24/7. Thoughts of flying freely in the sky exhilarated the young colt, and always made him giggle and clap his hooves. One day in particular, he was staring out the window of his home, observing the Wonderbolt's insane stunts above the Colosseum of Cloudsdale. Each time they banked, and took a straight snout dive, he would get a small feeling, much like the feeling of free falling, as he envisioned himself doing those same stunts, someday in the future.
A couple days later, his parents had put him to bed in his room, and they hopped in bed together saying,
“Oye he’s a handful Sky. But what can you do? It's just in his nature.”
It was then and there that the Chasers became the family that they will be for years to come: Little Lightning, tough Storm, and stunning Sky.
On certain nights where Lightning lay in the crib, Lightning would open his small, navy eyes, and stare out his window to the full moon. In his mind, he would imaging the sensations of flying faster than even his parents could. Flying outside, freely, and carefree. Hours after hours would tick by, until the sun had eventually risen over the same horizon of his window, as he heard his parents talking out in the hallway.
“Alright Sky, I’m off to clear the sky near the small settlement down the river.”
"Don't you mean Ponyville, silly?”
“Yeah, who knows maybe it will grow and become a full fledged town.”
“Just be safe sweetie. Make sure you say goodbye to your son too!”
Lightning had the most loving parents. It was a shame his father was always on the move, but being a weather scout had its perks. It paid solidly, and gave them just the right amount to raise Lightning the way they wanted to. The cons however, involved Storm being gone for weeks at a time on far off trips to rather isolated areas where storms grew severe.
"Of course! Stay safe Sky!"
He gave a quick kiss to Sky, and a giant hug to Lighting, and walked outside. Sky had followed him outside, after putting Lightning on her back to say bye to Storm. His father then spread his wings, and launch at what seemed to him, like the fastest pegasus in all of Equestria. Again, he had smiled, and lowered his head down on her back, probably from staying up the entire night. Drifting off, he began to dream of flying alongside his parents, and managing to beat them in many different races.