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Post by White_Rider on May 19, 2006 14:22:28 GMT -5
Friday entered her dark pelt shinging with sweat.Over the years her insanity had lessened and now she knew that she was foaling and soon there would be a foal to care for.She pushed strongly releasing the foals legs and nose while standing.Then she lay and pushed harder.In a moment the foal was out up to its shoulders.Then there was one hard push and it was out.Friday stood and licked the foal instincts kicking in.It was a little black and white colt.Now all she had to do was name it. {Songbird} Just as she called the name a bird chiped nearby.Then suddenly there were pains again.Sharp nagging pains.Another foal?She lay down her body dark with sweat once more.Withen a few moments there was another foal on the ground, sickly and weak.Songbird was already stadning nearby and he came to drink.The new youth was a filly.The filly just lay there as Friday cleaned her.Then she helped her to stand.It wouldn't.Then she trotted out with her foals hopefully following.If the filly didn't follow she didn't care.It would die because it was weak.Songbird trotted gently beside his mother but the filly just waited.She tried fitfully to get to her feet but she only collapsed again.When the sounds of her mother and her brother faded she lay there.A few moments later she stood up strong and walked slowly out in the direction of her mother.
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