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| Lets be Cybil now; Seraphina x Cybil | |
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| Squirrel | Nov 29 2011, 04:08 PM Post #1 |
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We have nothing to fear but human stupidity and the squirrels.
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Slowly the Lippizaner hybrid waddles her way toward the Quarry. Her elegant legs ached from the added burden of her latest foal. This was foal number three. She could not belive it. It seemed her sons had grown quickly. She made Bowie stay at home. He was old enough to be alone now. He did not need to follow her here. The colt needed to play with his siblings and father anyways. She stopped mometarily to catch her breath. Contractions had already begun before she even saw the border. She had hoped to find the spot where her first two were born. But that didn't look like it would happen. She did not see other mares about. It was late. All of them were doen by now and back in their respective territories. She spies a large tree with an equally large shady spot. That would have to do. Upon reaching the tree she lowers her swollen body to the ground rolling onto her side. Her red roan coat was already drenched in sweat. The heat of summer did not help. She was glad to have this almost done with. She hated having her perfect body so bloated. This was going to be her last child....for awhile at least. Contractions take her out of the moment as they come swifter and stronger. Soon the urge to push is felt and being experienced now she eases into it. Luckily it does not last long and the mare feels as the last part of her child slides free from her body. She lies panting for a few moments. She rises slowly to her feet and begins to clean off the squirmy foal. She smiles when she realizes she has a daughter. Someone to mold into a carbon copy of herself. The filly looks to have the same coloring as her brother Bowie. She found it interesting that two of her children look so similiar while the oldest looked so different. The filly begins to try rising even with her mother cleaning her. Seraphina pauses and watches her daughter attempt to rise to her feet. She falls a few times before finally succeeding. She hobbles towards her mother who guides her to her udder. When the filly starts drinking Seraphina sighs. The two stay in their spot for a few days before Seraphina decides to head home. This time heading straight home. She almost wished her mother was here. But she would see her soon. She smiles to the filly. "Come Cybil. Yeah Cybil. Lets go home and meet your father and brothers." |
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