Of Stones and Roots

by Ignimbrite


True Magic

As the three siblings sat beside each other, another figure softly crept up behind.

“Rose?”

They all turned around to see Obsidian hesitantly approach with sagging ears and wings.

“Rose…” he sighed.  “I'm sorry.  I'm sorry for what I said earlier.  For what I did and… I'm sorry.”

“So, you weren't mad at me when I kept calling you an alicorn?”

“I was… I just shouldn't have been.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.  That was wrong.  I… I was mad at somepony else and took it out on you and… and I shouldn't have done that.  Will… will you forgive me?”  

Her answer was given in the form of a surprise hug, much to the amusement of the other two cousins sitting there.  

“So, can I still call you an alicorn?”

His ears dropped a little again.

Really?

He sighed a little. He wasn't going to try to correct her, not this time anyway. He had to remember what things were like at that age.

He thought back to when he was that age. Definitely a long time a go, it was, back when things were simpler, back when he thought the same way she did.

He chuckled a little as a small grin finally returned to his face.

“Just you.”

Her grin brightened.

The Hooves Club was back together again.