|
Post by i!shadow!i on Dec 5, 2007 20:02:03 GMT -5
Lady dragged herself into a hidden brush. She was questioning herself the whole way if she would survive. She suddenly fell to the ground. The contractions started and she groaned. She lifted her dial.
Lady looked up with dead eyes at the little body near her, well, not that little actually. There, was a big foal, lying down next to Lady. He had a finely crafted head with thick and muscular legs. He was pinto, and his mane was short, but his tail unusually long. His hooves were sharp, and his eyes, his eyes, were a bright, icy blue, both of them. He was in a shape of a Gypsy, but seemed to take characteristics of his father. For he tossed his head and got up.
It took no longer than ten minutes for Lady's foal to get up. She marveled proudly, and found out why she was so 'sick'. This foal was big, and muscular, it was easy for him to get up with such strong legs. Lady smiled and nuzzled him. He swished his tail while suckling.
Lady decided it was time to go. She said gently, speaking the first time, "Time to go home," she said, nuzzling the foal, and then found out, it was a colt. She smiled and began to trot back with her colt.
She thought carefully as she trotted back, of a great name for such a powerful foal . . . oh she couldn't decide, maybe Keeper could help her.
Piccy coming.
|
|