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| Hoknell | Feb 23 2013, 11:19 PM Post #1 |
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Klauw wandered into the Foaling Quarry, aching and swollen and overdue. She was ready to no longer be pregnant. She wanted to be a mother to a newborn again, and was eager for a few months of rest from having a foal. She did indeed plan to have more - she felt like it made her more valuable to Zythric. Like it might someday earn her a place as lead mare. She wanted to, more specifically, produce him many sons that would make him proud. Yes, the last time she came to the Quarry, she had been gifted a gorgeous, healthy, strong colt. She hoped that this time she would have just as much luck. Pain caused the mare to find some sort of shelter that would shield her from hungry creatures that might be lurking. She found a cluster of trees, some with snapped branches that were so long they touched the ground. The trees offered plenty of leaves to hide her from view. She decided to venture into the center of the cluster. When Klauw reached the center, she realized it was an awfully tiny space, hardly wider than she was long. She deemed this place fit to foal. Besides, she had no more time to think about the matter. She needed to foal, and knew that within a few hours, the labor would be done and she would be staring down at her newborn foal. A few hours passed slowly, and then finally Klauw was staring down at a newborn filly. She was beautiful and so innocent. As Klauw cleaned her, she thought up the perfect name. |
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