A Cure for being Born

[babablacksheep]

((I mma join))

War Paint awoke to hearing knocking on the manison door, knowing the rest of the family was still fast asleep. The young mare stretched and yawned. She opened up the door still half asleep. "How may I help you?" She asked yawning abit with her eyes closed. half her hair covered her face and black spots covered her ivory coat. She was an odd pony compared to most, but this is how most ponies looked like in her family.