Mystical Misty's School for Young Monsters

-*-Chapter 1-*-

The forest was dense and barely any moon light poured through the cracks in the trees above. Cole stamped his hooves against the dirt frustrated by the confusing map. He didn't want to be late on his first day, but from where he thought he was it would take an hour to get to campus. With a last sigh he decided to head West in the general direction of the school.
Crickets chirped and cicadas buzzed as he galloped by at a fast rate, determined to get there on time. His brown hair flopped over his eyes and through the wind.
Just as quick as he saw it a rock collided with his fore leg and he rolled onto the ground with a thump.
Cole rolled onto his back and sat up. Blood ran down his leg and he saw a crack in his left hoof. Cole began tearing up in pain and hobbled up, the throbbing pain in his leg becoming worse.
In the distance unfamiliar voices called out.
"Hey I think I heard the noise from over there!" a female voice called out. From the bushes emerged two Sirins. The taller ones wings dragged across the ground. The others silver white feathers gleaming in the moonlight.
"Help! Please, I've broke my foreleg on a rock!" the young faun called out.
"Oh my gods are you okay," the taller one exclaimed "let me help you up."
The sirin grabbed Cole's hands and pulled him up. He wobbled for a moment but managed to keep himself up. His leg was still bleeding and his hoof cracked but not broken.
"I'm Mel and this is Morgan, we're on our way to the school are you?" Mel asked, her tan-brown wings widgeting behind her back
"Yeah I'm on my way to Misty's but I got lost and hurt." Cole said almost ashamed.
"Don't worry we can all go together! Mel's good with directions so she can get us there before we're late, plus I think I have a bandana in my back so we can wrap up your leg there." Morgan sympathized. She then reached into her back pack and collected the bandana and handed it to Cole.