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Another perfect wonder }; Grenache foals Millesime
Topic Started: Apr 1 2013, 10:20 PM (156 Views)
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The more stout than usual fjord cross mare made her slightly overdue visit to the foaling quarry, her leopard printed barrel was heavily distended which slightly skewed the exotic pattern. All her muscles ached and it took everything she had to bring herself up the shore, grunting as the overbearing return of full gravity kicked in. She often wondered who thought it was a good idea to make a heavily pregnant mares embark on such a long marathon just to get here. She understood the security of being on an island, it is rather void of masculinity and not many would bother with the effort of crossing an ocean to endanger the newborns and their fatigued dams, but at this moment Grenache had a different way of thinking. She was just grateful she was only making her journey from the gathering, she hadn't yet traveled to her new home in Bracken Bracken because she didn't want to do any extra traveling this late in her pregnancy.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a bought of pain swept over her, letting her know that labor was settling over her. Already being of the more stocky build and her body set lower to the ground than most horses, it must have been a sight to see to watch such a low set and swollen mare high tail it so quickly up the beach. She didn't want to give birth in the discomfort of the wedging grains of sand, she didn't want any complications and discomfort to either her or the foal would be an unappreciated one. Deciding any shaded area of plush green was appropriate Grenache took no time in settling.

She was more than ready to meet her foal, and more than ready to return to her claimer's land and get her life started. It was untraditional to conceive before even before reaching her first adult home, but one thing Grenache was always ready to do was to be a mother. She loved her mother so, and wanted that same bond, a bond unlike any other including one between mates. Soon she laid her head down, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. A contraction came along and she began pushing. Breathing. Pushing. Breathing. Pushing. After a healthy lather of sweat overcame the mare and utter exhaustion set in she was rewarded with the safe arrival of her first born. Ignoring her fatigue the mare propped herself up to inspect the foal. A healthy, beautiful filly. Almost a spitting image of herself in coloring, though thanks to her lighter built father she looked all the more feminine.

She caressed the filly's cheek before she struggled to stand, taking a moment to catch her balance before she began encouraging the filly to nurse. She remembered Woodstock, the sire to her blessing, mentioned he would want to check in on them before she set off, which Grenache saw as only fair. She wanted the filly, she named Millesime, to know her father. Grenache knew all too well how it felt to grow up wondering, never feeling quite like she belonged. She was determined to make life for her daughter as fulfilled as possible.


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