The young gray foal, Silver, sat by his mother, a brown mare named Swoop by a tree in the forest. "I'm taking you to the meadow today" Swoop told Silver. "What's a meadow?" Silver asked. "It's a long field of grass and there is no trees" Swoop replied. "It sounds wierd" the little gray foal murmured. "Trust me, you'll love it" Swoop promised.