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Third time is the Charm; Tristan foaling Casper
Topic Started: Jan 12 2013, 01:09 PM (95 Views)
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The nearly black mare waddles slowly into the Quarry. This being her third trip she wasn't frightened but she was concerned. She had been having particurally bad nightmares in the last weeks of this pregnancy and she was almost afraid to do this. Like some omen hung over her and her unborn foal. Like she was gonig to lose this active foal growing within her. But of course that was silly. She was perfectly heathly. Everything had been going alright and she needn't worry. Still in the back of her mind she was afraid. Exhausted from the lack of sleep she practically stumbles forward. She pants a bit from the exertion. Kinda wishing she had brought Nagel with her. She would hate to get caught in an attack and not return home for a year.

Sighing she motions her elegant legs forward. She looks around for the spot that she gave birth to her first two foals. But she can't remember what it looked like. Finally deciding on a nice little thicket she enters and begins to pace the ground. The first contraction causes her to stop a moment but she continues her pacing. Contractions come faster and faster till the mare is finally forced to the ground. Sweat covers her bay coat and she shudders at the cold ground. She can't find any comfort and moves around frequently. Finally time to push and she is still not comfortable. She stands up several times. Lying down again she continues to push. Finally after what seems forever the ordeal is over. She pants on her side for several moments before deciding to rise to her feet. She begins cleaning off her newest foal to discover she has another son. Slightly disappointed she admires the dark little fella. He is dark hued like his brothers. She knows Nagel will be proud to have produced a third son. The colt begins to try standing. He falls a few times before finally succeeding. Tristan guides him to milk and he suckles greedily.


The pair stay in their secluded little place for several days before Tristan feels well enough to return home. "Come on Casper. Its time to meet you father and brothers."
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