If she didn’t know better, this stallion was going to kill her with kindness. She raised her head, eyeing him with a slitted gaze. The water was extremely tempting and eventually the desire for a drink won over. “Fiiiiine.” She grumbled, stumbling the few weak steps it took to bring her to his side. Her little body leaned heavily against him and the warmth of his skin helped to warm her still wet body.
Only with his help was Lace able to make it over to the water. She lowered her head, drinking at the crisp clean water greedily. When she finally got her fill, she sighed in a content manner. With food and water in her belly, all she lacked was a nap and then she would be fully recovered. Lace didn’t know if it would be better alone or in the company of this young stallion.
“I assume you aren’t going anywhere.” She quipped as she looked to him. Beads of water was still clinging to the longer whiskers of her muzzle. “Think you can not talk long enough for me to take a nap?” The little pony mare knew she was taking a big risk in sleeping with a stranger looming over her. But it was better than being completely alone, right?
Lace
13.1hhs – 2yrs old – british spotted pony – bay leopard |