The Wild West Posted on January 17, 2020 at 01:39:01 PM by Cherokee & Aiyana
Cherokee had smelt Ironclas the whole time but she pretended not to know he was there. Though perhaps she should of warned him. However, by the time she almost thought to do so she had begun her labor pains and pushing. The blue Roan filly came out and was nursing not long after. Her ear flicks as she assumes Ironclad has taken off to pretend he saw nothing and she chuckles softly as she encourages her daughter to follow her to the young colt.
He greets her and she smiles at his labored breaths. Very healthy, Aiyana this is Ironclad, Ironclad AiyanaShe said with a smile nudging her daughter toward the colt. Aiyana followed her mother giggling as she runs and walks and looks at everything.
Till they were face to face with an older colt and the little filly slides to a halt nearly toppling over in front of Ironclad. She is splay legged at the moment of introduction and her little tail wags back and forth and she laughs as she looks up at him. Replies: