Posted on May 7, 2020 at 01:09:10 AM by Koala
let's run into the pouring rain to feel that we're alive again Honsetly she kept herself to Brolga being actually shy around so many new commers. She was woreid about their reactions to her and so decided it was safest with him. At least for now. Let alone she knew the little one was on its way. When the sun set she slowly began moving away from Brolga and heading toward an outcropping of tree's. This is where she slept until near dawn when she felt the signs of labor. Her nostrils flare and she tosses her head. Her second time having a foal. She had deeply missed her daughter who had died but there had been little she could do for her back then. She would not lose this little one to anything. So she begins pacing back and forth back and forth. She lowers herself to the ground and rolls and as she stands up two face and a muzzle are soon seen. The foal is making his way into the world. It takes only about another ten minutes and his shoulders around and another minute and his whole body falls to the forest floor. She turns to face him and began to groom him. She took note that it was a boy and a bay dun roan. Since it was a boy she planned on letting Brolga name him but for now she groomed him off and then allowed him to nurse. The afterbirth leaving her soon as well. Once the little one was full she nudges him slowly and begins to pick her way back toward where she left Brolga. Would others approach now because of the smell of birth? Or would they play keep away? She didn't know or care at the moment her goal was to get back to Brolga safely with this little boy. k o a l a
Mare. 7 . Brumby . Grulla . 15HH . Paradise (Brolga Mare) |
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