"But what if he doesn't? This storm is starting to get really strong." Crystal looked down in despair, closing her eyes as the sharp wind stung them.
"He's a strong foal, and he couldn't have gotten too far, we just have to keep looking." Nike looked sadly at his mate, he hoped they could find Noble soon. He knew that his son was strong, but even Nike was beginning to lose his strength against the battering winds. He looked once more at Crystal and then looked towards the stars and whispered;
"Please come home Noble..."
Nike and Crystal have lost their son, Noble, in a large snowstorm just before Christmas. Both of them want to be strong and keep looking, but they're losing hope, even the strong and hopeful Nike is having trouble denying that their son might be gone forever.
Just a little thing I though of when I saw this lineart









