Her impatience with the whole situation grows as time ticks on. Erect ears keep fidgeting for sounds of his approach but only here a bit of a ruckus near the stream. She paces a few more round before curiosity get the better of her and leads her by the ears to the edge of her ledge. A grin cracks the icy expression on her face. Im a grown mare, I will not laugh She tries to control the mirth rumbling in her chest at the glorious sight below her. The blue quite wet and looking very disheveled and grumpy, as usual. “Oh im coming keep your hooves on.” Slight annoyance laces her frame at his demand she come down to him rather than he join her. Winter had been prepared to show one of her secrets and it had been brushed aside. Maybe he has twisted his ankle and cant make the journey up. Knowing she should not be as offended as she was feeling the golden mare grumbled a few unpleasantries under her breath before making the leap from the ledge. It wasn’t a very high spot and the blue seemed such a mood she didn’t want to waste the time going around to come down. Her hooves landed in the snow with a satisfying thud. “Who put a knot in your tail this morning sheesh.” .The golden mare made her way over to him warily, she didn’t want to be too close to both him and the water, just enough that he could hear her and she him. Winter planned on slipping back inland deep into the frozen wasteland to be alone as she could feel the nearness of her foaling day. hmm perhaps that jump wasn’t the best of ideas Icy blue orbs locked on to Solgar as she took a spot near a dead tree to lean her hip against while she said her piece. The golden snow beast looked him over and a slightly concerned crease formed over her eyes and a frown pulled at her mouth. Her creamy mane swayed back at her nod towards his favored limb, “Are you alright old man?” Winter cocked her back hoof and leaned heavily against the tree, all her pacing had worn her out.


Seeing no other signs of illness lurking around the blue stallion the mare flicked her ears back deciding how to speak. “I do not have the roundest of hips Solgar, they are actually quite narrow.” Her ears flattened against her skull, the sound of her bone cracking as they tried to make room for her foal to pass on the beach so long ago still etched into her ears. Winter grunted and changed hooves. “It was a mistake for me to want this and I may pay for it with my life.” Her blue gaze burned hole in the ground by her hooves. Shame would have burned crimson on her cheeks if it could. It had been a totally selfish, rash decision on her part one she had regretted the moment she made it. The golden mare began to fidget her tail twitching restlessly against her hips. my stupid narrow lamb hips The idea had crossed her mind to jump around a lot, to not be as careful around icy slopes and rocky mountain passes. To end the mistake before she got to attached, before it had the chance to be birthed into an unforgiving world. She would admit to having taking a few far below safe passages but couldn’t bring herself to actually put effort into it. She had already grown attached to the damned thing. Winter looked up her gaze meaning to bore into him. “If I die the foal stays here in the inlet. Whether it’s a colt or filly they stay as long as they wish.” The snow mare just needed to know that the foal would be safe in her home if she so happened to not make it out of this mess. Crispen had all but killed her, she would have died if those horses hadn’t found her. The panic had begun to seep into her pores sinking deeper and deeper every time the sunset. “Promise me Solgar.” The mare rasped out of a constricted throat. This was one thing she wanted more than anything in the world. It meant everything to the sun kissed lady and she would be damned if someone denied it to her.




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