Sorrora, a born leader.

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a newborn colt tumbled to the grass. she stood up, and looked about her. she seemed to say softly," my mother was born here.she was a unicorn.she was a leader.if she could be that, so can I. i'm going to help fix this land!" she trotted to the crest of the hill, and stood there, the wind blowing her mane and tail as she watched the sun set. Sorrora was born to lead.