Moondancer was in her small home in Canterlot. Beside her, was her 2 week old son.
 
“H-hey there, little one.” Moondancer stuttered as she wiped a tear away with her hoof.
 
She tried to smile at her son, but it faded. She hadn’t even chosen a name for him yet.
 
“What am I going to do with you?” She sighed.
 
Tears kept falling down her face. Her small son curled next to her, sleeping softly.
 
She looked down at him, “You’re always sleeping huh, little Daydreamer.”
 
She raised an eyebrow, “Daydream, that’s what i’ll call you.” She finally gave a small smile at her newly named son.