Posted on August 1, 2014 at 06:28:18 PM by Silver
 incomplete without you It has not been a full month since her son's birth, and already Silver faced the first of motherhood's most difficult trials. Bastian's behavior had been erratic as of late. As the morning passed, the boy paced between his mother and the distractions the forest had to offer, occasionally pausing to give her udder a half-hearted tug but abandoning his attempts to eat just as quickly. The white mare was concerned by the ripples the colt's ribs were beginning to form in his russet coat, and irascible after an evening spent being repeatedly awakened by his sporadic and short-lived meals. It was strange, that as insatiable as the bay foal's appetite seemed, he no longer nursed for more than a couple seconds at a time. But Bastian was her first child, and without experience to base her concerns off of, Silver pushed the matter from her mind. Her son was growing fast; he was quickly approaching Dögun's height, and was still seasons from reaching the full potential his long legs and thick-set body promised. With an expression of pride, the draft-blooded mare watched the boy sidle up against a tree, scratching his fuzzy coat against the rough bark. Bastian had become a more vital part of Silver than her lungs, her heart - she couldn't imagine life without him. As the colt turned a curious eye to the rustle of the leaves in the breeze, Silver briefly wondered what had become of his father - and then, as the pang of loss twisted in her breast, turned her thoughts quickly to Dögun. It had been too long since she'd had the chance to speak with the grullo stallion, and she realized that she missed his cheerful companionship. At least Freya was usually nearby; the dun mare was almost a second mother to her son. Though age had not slowed her significantly as of yet, Silver was beyond the prime of her child-bearing years, and she was not certain she would have managed to keep Bastian safe and happy without Freya's help. A gentle tug interrupted the old mare's introspection, and she curved her neck around to nibble Bastian's mane affectionately. The boy ducked beneath her body to take a drink as the scuffle of unshod hooves reached her ears - Silver turned to watch Dögun wander past, aching to join him but reluctant to disturb her son when it finally seemed he was settling down for a meal. A couple familiar mares followed in the grullo stallion's wake as the mother waited impatiently for the colt to finish nursing, and then - Silver's ears flattened instinctively - the faint scent of an unfamiliar stallion drifted from the same direction the others had disappeared off to. Had Dögun's dominance over the herd been challenged? Was he fighting even now to protect his home? Just as the tension of her thoughts reached an unbearable peak, Bastian stepped away from her body. If she had been paying closer attention to the boy, Silver might have seen that no milk clung to his whiskers, but her mind was dwelling on other worries, and she hurried the colt toward where the herd stood gathered, her sunken spirits lifting as she came upon the calmly chatting group. Moving to stand at Freya's side, the white mare smiled indulgently as her son bounded toward the small figure of the other foal eagerly. And then, before Silver could stop him, darted around the side of the chestnut colt's dam and pushed his probing muzzle beneath her body. mare | 16 years | sabino white | drum horse | 17.2 hands |
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- ^^^^ please reply above - By Dögun August 2, 2014 at 06:40:22 AM
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