Goals are hard. Stairways of ice, no soft landing if you fall. Climbing to her goals was all she knew. Never had she been pushed aside and disrespected as she had been lately. The lagoon members treated her like dirt, a black and white toy for their uses. None knew of her ambition. None knew how it felt.

It seethed beneath her surface, boiling and bubbling up till she could no longer contain herself. Ambition was a curse. Nothing could be done in good faith, nothing could be done in honesty. All was for benefit, every thought was selfish.

The beast had been growing in her belly. A beast planted by the one she sought, by the goal she had set herself. Now though she was cast off, disgraced. Mare with a belly full unwanted by the herd she had found herself. To top it off she was being escorted by a mere colt! If she wanted to escape it would have been easy if her body hadn’t grown.

”So, colt enjoying the trip..”. there was nothing else to say, the deal had been done, words would do nothing.

She only stood on the shore for a short moment before being pushed forward again. Pushing weight into her back legs she sent them flying at the colt. She did not mean to injure him, merely to send a warning to not push her. Having made her point clear she again moved on.

The silence of this colt made her uneasy. He said nothing as he walked, deep in his own thoughts, and in the deed he must do.

ARAAPALOOSA ◆ 14.3 HH ◆ 3 YEARS ◆ Ee aa nSb nLp PATN2PATN2