Common

She was a goddamned idiot, Vanya had decided. Certifiably stupid.

Her plan had been nearly foolproof. Keep to the non-forceable claiming areas. Tease a few boys, catch their interest, then walk away. Rinse and repeat until she found one she liked enough to keep for her own. But that only worked when she was pretty and desireable and could spark their interest. A feat that was far easier when she smelled and looked like walking sex.

But she'd gone and screwed that up, big time. Vanya had done the big dumb. And she couldn't even use the excuse that he'd forced her, because he hadn't. No, she'd just somehow convinced herself that a one time dalliance with the handsome grey wouldn't lead to anything as permanent as a child. No, obviously she could just will away biology. You know, have her cake and eat it too.

She had to assume, however, that the fact that the fact that she had gone from the heady and hypersensitive feeling of being in heat to something more akin to everyday nauseous, that she had been grossly wrong in her estimation. And oh boy did she regret it.

The overo mare stalked into through the Common with ears pinned to her poll, neck pulled high and narrowed brown eyes hunting for a lone stallion she could interrupt. With the new development of a potential child in her womb, however resentfully it grew there, she needed to find herself a home before winter hit. She had no intention of scrimping her way through the cold months and into Spring alone, especially if she was going to have to raise a leech.