ghost turned to mystery "no not really" he said dropping his head down

Mystery sighed quietly then lowered her head, her muzzle on Ghost's forehead "Hey it's okay... I don't judge, I love you no matter what you look like... If you don't want to tell me it's okay, but please. Don't be ashamed" she said in a soothing tone to reassure him

ghost shook his head "no its fine i can tell you how i got it " he presed up against her "my...my sire tried to kill me as a foal he thought i wasent his my dam was blue roan my sire grey so he tried to kill me and i somehow lived"

Mystery's ears fell back in shock at what Ghost said "Oh no that's horrible... You poor thing! You would've been a tiny cutely innocent foal too..." Mystery said shaking her head "Doesn't he know about pedigree!?" She asked still sounding shocked. After a minute she realized how bad she probably made Ghost feel "Sorry I'll shut up now" She said nuzzling his shoulder pushing herself up against him "I'm sorry that happened to you" She said sorrowfully

ghost let hes head rest on her neck "i think he was .....scared there a old myth that wanderd the herd that white stallions could talk to spirits and se what will hapen before it does" ghost shook his head his mane falling back in place

Mystery tilted her head "Really?" She asked, she looked Ghost up and down "Is that how you got your name?"

he nodded "oh and i was born white and never greyed out" he looked confused as he said that like he still didnt understand how that happend

Mystery smiled "Well I'm grateful that you turned out... You" She said with a small laugh "And our foal will think you're the prettiest horse ever cause you're white!"

(Wait that's not racist is it?)

(no not racist i dont think)

ghost laughed then put his muzzle on her bottem jaw