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The Ways of the force(Birthing/Open)
Posted on January 30, 2020 at 05:47:09 AM by Elvira



(Elerona adult just picture smaller :P)

Elvira been feeling so bloated with in the past few days. She watched as the other mares had their foals earlier on in the season but here she was still round as hell. Her mood was sour with Bjorn because of two reason's she believes and neither had anything to do with him. One she just felt plain bitchy, two she still felt broken that her mother chose to fight for her own freedom and left her here without a word. It was the end of spring and her mother has been gone since winter. She spent most of her time alone as she didn't know how to approach any of the others without being a bitch.

However, a kick in her belly brings her attention from the grass she is eatting and she gazes at it before knowing it was time. This was her very first foal even at the age of 7 and she had hoped to have her mother by her side for it but she did not. A tear rolls down her cheek as she meanders away from the her.

She paces and even rolls a bit and as she stands up the foal nose and points of legs are sticking out. The sack on her face already bursting and the little foal gasps just as she is pushed out and lands on the ground in a heap. Elvira turns around and lowers her dial to the small foal and begins to groom her off. Her ears twitching and listening to everything around her.

She helps her daughter stand and nudges her toward her teet where she latches on and begins to suckle.Elerona is your name She murmers as she grooms the little fillies butt as she nurses. After a while she leads the little filly back to where the herd normally grazes.

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