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Vasilisa13 Years old. Friesian . Rougaru's Herd

She had determination to find the stallion who had rested upon her back to deposite his seed. She knew it had taken. She knew come spring she would bare him a foal. Strong and determined like the both of them. He was strong she could feel it as he had mounted her and she too was strong and she was dominant as well and would not let anyone push her around not even him. Of course she didn't want a push over of a stallion either because they were just boring.

Finally her ears twitched at the response and she comes to a halt. Not long after he is beside her running his muzzle over her shoulder and in which case she does the same right on back. Oh yes this was that stallion most definietly. She saw the mare in the distant but didn't care to say anything about her.Oh were you? Maybe I just came to make sure you knew you would have time with the child come spring?She said. Okay that was a lie as she was like all of them a herd bound animal.

King ay? Well my name is VasilisaShe said calmly. This could be promising. She pressed her side to his wondering how much he would take from her? Or would he put her in her place? A place that he deemed her place by him and him alone? Well she would see where life led her she suppose.

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