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// Worried 
// Story: Night Spark's Regrets 
// by ToraOkami303 
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	Years in the past
 A younger Night Spark was shoving his favorite belongings into his saddle bags. He would leave the rest of them here with his parents. He would only need the most important things to travel anyway, anything extra would just weigh him down. With one last glance around his room Night nodded and secured the bags closed. He then secured the bags onto himself.

Night turned to find his Mother staring at him with the saddest look he had ever seen in his mother's normally bright, happy eyes.

"You don't have to go! You could nurture the bug populations here! Please Night consider what you're doing..." She pleaded with him.

Night shook his head, as he looked at his Mother with equally sad eyes. "I can't do that Mom... It just... What's the point? I make tentative friends with the creatures and a bad frost- or the bats- kill them. It hurts, I'm going to find something else to do. Somewhere I can watch over the insects but have other responsibilities as well."

The mare in front of him bit her lip, her sharp teeth worrying her lip more forcefully. "We can find other things for you to do around here! You can help your father-"

"Just let him go Mom. He's a freak here anyway!"

Night's mother spun around quickly, her bat like wings spreading. She let out a menacing hiss "Get back in your room young lady. You are still grounded! You're grounded even longer now for calling your brother that! He's your elder you should respect him!"

The obviously much younger, smaller mare just rolled her eyes and returned to her room. She used her own bat like wings to slam her door closed for good measure.

Night hoofed the ground bellow him and sighed. Lately this had been a common occurrence in the house. It was his fault, he expressed his desire for wings one night at breakfast and his sister latched onto the weakness. She had begun to torment her older sibling about his winglessness, and general difference from the rest of the colony. He was only half bat pony so it wasn't odd he didn't inherit wings. His father was an earth pony after all.

His mother defended him vehemently, trying her hardest to drive home that he belonged here in the colony with her where she could shelter and care for him. She herself was a bat pony that had only been away from the colony once; an instance where her instincts had demanded for her to search out a mate. Upon finding a mate, she had conned him into joining her in the middle of bucking nowhere.

Night sighed again and looked at his mother. She was facing him and had her wings folded once more. She had returned to chewing her lip until she opened her mouth to say something. However, Night cut her off.

"Mom face it, I don't belong here. I'm too much like dad. I need to go out there and find ponies I can connect with. I need to find my own colony."

Her mouth closed with a click as she stared sadly at her eldest for a long moment. She released a sigh of her own and nodded sadly.

"I see... Good luck. Good bye my glowing Night. Write home often."

Night nodded and left the house. He never once looked back at the time. It felt right. Like he was closing one chapter of his life and opening up the next chapter.
End Flash Back