Zalika

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mare | mustang x arabian | red roan | 15.1
HammerheadxAvasha

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Sleep seemed to draw in the roan colt more and more until his head droops and the rest of his tiny body follows. He lands halfway on his father's hoofs and the hard ground, but even that did not rouse him as he lays his head against the stallions legs, a content filled sigh escaping him.

Zalika continued on with her work, though she took note that no matter how much grooming she did felony would still be dirty. So instead of trying to fully cleanse his body she simply walks backward every few minutes and dragging her teeth along in a single line till she reaches the dark locks laying tangled along his neck. Here she tenses as she slowly reaches out to tug at his hair. She was being extremely cautious of him, fully aware of how close to his mouth she was getting. The scars across her nose twitched slightly as she remembered his teeth striking her face.

Shaking her head she tries to calm herself, her ears leaning backwards to catch felony's voice. "That's right, your more of a man of action aren't you?" She chuckles, nudging at his neck playfully but being careful not to push to hard.

When she feels that his mane looks acceptable and not so wild she fully pulls back from him, yet she doesn't want to create space between them so soon, so she stays right in his personal space with her muzzle touching his own. Her dark eyes look into his golden ones before they look downwards at the tiny bundle that now lay between them.

"You seem to do good at the job you have now though...i don't think I could imagine you or us living any other life but this. I would like to apologize for every wrong thing I have done fellie, and I'll gladly make up for it any way I can."

Her eyes look back up, full of hope that he would accept her back. If she ever hoped to fully survive here she needed him. Not just their children who will start their own lives; no, she needed felony whether he wanted her or not.