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| The Change in the Game; Temperence foaling Celine | |
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| Squirrel | Jan 9 2013, 01:23 PM Post #1 |
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We have nothing to fear but human stupidity and the squirrels.
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The heavily pregnant bay thoroughbred walked tenderly into the Quarry. This would be her first time every coming here. Instinct told her what to do but other than that she was lost. For one so lost in logic and fact she felt stupid right now. The lively foal writhed and kicked within her. She was eager to get it out. She had spent a few years in Ares herd and done nothing. So it was time to give him a foal. The thoroughbred was excited. Despite her awkward social nature she longed for a foal. Her family had abandoned her and wanted to amend that trend. She looks around the plush land. Wondering where she should settle down to give birth to this foal. A contraction takes her out of her musing. That hurt more than she expected. Her pace is hastened as she looks around for the suitable nursery. Her long athletic legs falter slightly as the burden of the extra weight takes effect. Finally spotting what looks like a cozy place beneath a willow tree she heads there rather quickly. The grass is still green despite the onset of fall. Lowering her sore swollen body she sighs with contentment. Contractions come faster and faster. The young mare does not cry out. She merely cringes and waits for the pain to subside. When at last instinct tells her to push she does. It seems forever before her lively foal is born and free from her. Lying on her side panting heavily she can't believe its finally over. The thoroughbred rises slowly to her feet and begins clenaing off her foal. Its a lovely bay colored little filly. She is happy to have a daughter of her own. She would not abandon her like her mother had. The filly begins to attempt to rise to her gangly legs. She falls a few times before finally succeeding. Temperence guides her daughter to the milk. When the filly takes her fill she lies back down and falls asleep. For several days mother and daughter rest and recover. Finally Temperence decides its time to return home to The Faults. The filly now named Celine follows. |
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