in a world where fantasy creatures and humans lived (mostly) without conflict, you were a human. You enjoyed nature a lot and had decided to go for a walk in the woods behind your nice little cabin. The sunlight danced through the trees and the air was still, the flowers blooming peacefully- when the silence was broken by a whimpering sound from father in. You trudged along the path and eventually came to a circle of tall bushes. You pulled the bushes back to find a centaur- just a little foal centaur alone. His Snow White coat was dirty and his face had dirt smeared over it mixed with tears as he whimpered and sobbed. Then you noticed something unique about him- he only had his two front legs… his back legs were non-existent. Poor kid was too busy crying to notice you