Posted on September 11, 2019 at 03:00:17 AM by M.O.N.S.T.E.R.
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She didn't mean to be spying on the new mother and her foal, but her curiosity for foal bearing was just too much to bear. A part of her longed to join the circle of life as her mother before her. It was a mare's duty to bear the foals and create a lineage for the lead stallion. That was just the way it was. But how would she do as a mother? Her own mother was strong and taught her to be strong as well, but nurturing wasn't on the table. Her mother always told her it was more important for her to survive than know unconditional love. She watched as the big black mare wandered off to give birth so she knew what to expect already. When the other mare wandered into the brush, she snorted and continued to look like she was grazing, but instead she listened and waited. That's when she heard the squealing and rustling. Unable to help herself, she moved in closer and peered through the brush. The mare was pacing, her coat soaked in sweat as she trembled and pushed. When the little golden colt finally came out, the mare looked exhausted. Monster had no idea how long she'd been watching, but she knew it was time to leave from the moment she saw that look of undying love in the mare's eyes. This was definitely a private moment and she wanted no part of it. She moved back to the herd, trying not to make any noise so she wouldn't disturb their moment. She didn't know what to make of what she'd just seen. How could such a terrifying and painful experience lead to such a nurturing moment? Monster_mare_3yo_American Paint Horse Mutt_14hh_grullo and white tobiano coat_white mane& black tail_one blue eye and one brown eye_bound to none_Atlantis Paradise |
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