Aurora Lights, that shine so bright

Lights slowly walked through the small meadow, her bright white mane blowing in the breeze covering her face. She stopped and looked around for a moment making sure that no one was watching her. She heard a twig crack and she flinched skidding across the grass as she moved. The young mare moved at every sound nervously. She didn't trust, that wasn't her fault, it was his, she'd never let another stallion break her lights and her shine again. Who will drive my soul?