Post by Mage on Nov 15, 2007 17:16:57 GMT -5
Golden walked into the tree covered forest, her body already starting to sweat and her breath fast. She grazed slightly as the contractions continued. She turned her dial and bit at her swollen belly but it didn't help and the front feet becan comming out. Golden moved around and moved into a field with tall grass. She worried about cats that would lurk and she couldn't see so she continued moving. As she moved the contractions got harder with less time inbetween and finally the head was out. Golden settled down in a small field of clover and lied down and gave the final pushes leaving a wet foal on the ground. She began cleaning the new foal and stood to thoroughly clean the colt. His coat glittered he wasn't the palomino color of golden but he shinned more than the normal chestnut, he would be a head turner when he grew up.
Golden turned her dial and bit at her stomach again when the contractions came once again. She layed her ears back but pushed with the strength she had left. The colt began struggling onto his wobbly legs as hooves pushed thier way out. Golden watched her colt happily as he stood on all four and pushed at her stomach with his muzzle looking for his first drink. Golden moved away from her colt when the head of the second was out and laid down. The colt laid down close by his mother. Golden gave the final pushes and another wet sack laid motionless on the ground. Golden stood and began to quickly lick the foal off and soon the filly began moving her legs trying to stand. Golden finished cleaning the chestnut filly and watched her struggle to her four wobbly legs like her brother had just done an hour ago. She was darker then her brother and was colored like her father, though he was still darker than her. The filly wobbled onto her legs and found her way to the milk bag for her first drink.
Golden then laid down farther in the trees with her two foals for some rest before they made their way back to Golden Forest.
After a few hours of rest Golden finally stood and woke up her foals. She would get them home before it got dark and hopefully Soul was around now. Golden walked out of the forest with the two foals dancing happily around her as they made thier way home.
Golden turned her dial and bit at her stomach again when the contractions came once again. She layed her ears back but pushed with the strength she had left. The colt began struggling onto his wobbly legs as hooves pushed thier way out. Golden watched her colt happily as he stood on all four and pushed at her stomach with his muzzle looking for his first drink. Golden moved away from her colt when the head of the second was out and laid down. The colt laid down close by his mother. Golden gave the final pushes and another wet sack laid motionless on the ground. Golden stood and began to quickly lick the foal off and soon the filly began moving her legs trying to stand. Golden finished cleaning the chestnut filly and watched her struggle to her four wobbly legs like her brother had just done an hour ago. She was darker then her brother and was colored like her father, though he was still darker than her. The filly wobbled onto her legs and found her way to the milk bag for her first drink.
Golden then laid down farther in the trees with her two foals for some rest before they made their way back to Golden Forest.
After a few hours of rest Golden finally stood and woke up her foals. She would get them home before it got dark and hopefully Soul was around now. Golden walked out of the forest with the two foals dancing happily around her as they made thier way home.
