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Posted on June 23, 2020 at 00:44:03 AM by CAIN
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He'd been watching the black and white mare closely over the past few weeks as her time came near. He could tell by the way she waddled, looking uncomfortable and tired. He felt so badly for her, as he did for all the mares when they came close to birthing time. But when she moved away from the herd to get some privacy, he let her go, but not without watching her leave. He kept a careful eye on where she'd gone, watching the sand shift on the dunes. One ear flicked across his herd, always alert for trouble but he never let his other ear stray from where Harlequin had disappeared, wanting to know the moment there was any movement. He knew it must be time and he didn't want to crowd her during this precious time but he wanted to be close by in case she needed him. Not that he thought she would. Harlequin was his little spitfire, always so independent. It's what made her such a good Guardian for the herd. He could hear grunts and shuffling after a while and while he snorted and lowered his head as if to graze, he couldn't do more than lip idly at the grass, not able to take a bite. He was distracted. His stomach felt like it was doing somersaults, waiting for whatever happened next. The first sign or sound of trouble and he would make sure he was there in a hurry. Finally there is a silence and he lifted his head, both ears pricked in the distance as he waited with bated breath. Was the silence a good sign or bad? He had to know. That's when he started to hear the soft sounds of hooves in the sand and his whole body went tense as he waited. There she was. His black and white gypsy was back and with a smaller shadow at her side. The brown and white filly was beautiful and Cain found his nostrils flaring as he drank in their scents, his tail up like a banner as he gave a gentle nicker in greeting. He couldn't keep his eyes off the little filly as they got closer but he forced his gaze back to Harlequin, his eyes asking the question as he pawed the ground and waited for her permission to approach. Cain_stallion_6yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert Father to: Akello(xVihaan), photo by JNix@Shutterstock |
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- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin & Twinge June 30, 2020 at 01:40:35 AM
- bite me - By CAIN July 1, 2020 at 01:20:00 AM
- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin & Twinge July 4, 2020 at 04:16:24 AM
- bite me - By CAIN July 6, 2020 at 02:01:41 AM
- Like a shadow dancing on the edge; - By Harlequin & Twinge July 4, 2020 at 04:16:24 AM
- bite me - By CAIN July 1, 2020 at 01:20:00 AM
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