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Posted on January 27, 2020 at 00:26:31 AM by CAIN
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He hated seeing Primrose in so much pain. He felt so helpless. He kept trying to calm her, to let her know that he wasn't leaving her, but he wasn't even sure if she was hearing him. She squealed and thrashed and he pleaded, wishing she could tell him what to do, how to help her. When she finally looked at him, he felt her body relax, if only a little, and hope swelled in his chest. Was it over already? But then she let out another earth piercing squeal and he snorted, pawing the ground. He took her weight on him and started taking her to the trees, to some shelter. He wanted to get her out of the open. She deserved some privacy for this. When he told her they were there, she pushed him to the side and though usually he wouldn't budge, he allowed her this so that she could be comfortable. In this moment, all that mattered was Primrose. His worried eyes watched as the mare paced and then collapsed. He wanted to rush to her but held back, not wanting to get in her space if she didn't want him to. As she started to push, he began coaxing her again, whispering encouragement to her as he watched over her. When the little foal came into sight, Cain let out a sigh of relief, watching with pride as the filly kicked out of the sack and let out a cry. He shivered all over, feeling goosebumps on his skin as Primrose reached out to the filly and started to clean and comfort her. He felt his heart thumping in his chest, his expression softening as he only had eyes for the mare and filly in front of him. The moment was perfect. When Primrose spoke to him, he let out a gentle whicker and took a cautious step toward them. He smiled and nodded. "She's beautiful." He murmured the words as he once again looked at the filly. The tiny girl was already trying to stand on her legs and he silently cheered her on before turning back to Primrose. "Are you okay? Do you need anything?" His concerned features washed over her, as if checking for wounds. He didn't know if there was anything he could do, but she gave him a precious gift and he wanted her to know how much he appreciated it. "What will you call her?" He couldn't help but ask. Cain_stallion_6yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert Father to: Akello(xVihaan), Legolas(xGeneva), Paisley(xPrimrose) photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
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