CharmedSerenity

  Wave Rider was perfect.  She was energetic, happy, and yes, a bit melodramatic, but she was perfect. When she smiled at him, his heart always gave this little jumping lurch, tugging damn near painfully in his chest. But looking at the little filly in her bed, he wouldn't trade that for anything else in the world. The real pain in his chest...that was different.  Bruce turned his head to look over at the corner of the room, eyebrows furrowing in concern. Stormy lay on his side in the bed, curled into a tight ball, the tiny lump of bright blue fur barely moving between his forelegs. Bruce gave a low sound, almost a rolling nicker. Stormy's