to feel the warmth of you Posted on October 1, 2023 at 05:17:03 PM by Keating
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After her call, Keating looked out into the forest for a moment before dropping her gaze. Embarrassment flushed through the mare. She hadn't truly talked to Bacardi about her fears before. Admittedly, they hadn't discussed either of their pasts much before things progressed past their first meeting.
It didn't take long for the tobiano-fashioned stallion to find her in the grove. He asked if she was okay. The mare extended her nose to Bacardi as he reached for her. Briefly, Keating wondered if he would be able to smell the different emotions coming off of her. "Yes, I.." she hesitated, "I'm alright, just excited. And nervous, I must admit." Her brow knit together, balking suddenly at having to open up. Indecision gnawed her. Then, almost reassuringly, the child within her shifted.
Still imagining the shape of a sleeping foal, Keating took a breath and went on. Maybe if she just got it out she could finally breathe and not feel so cloistered up. "My first birth did not go well, and I guess I'm worried something will happen." Maybe he would understand. Maybe he'd understand the need she felt for company, for closeness or reassurance that everything would be alright, even if he couldn't truly guarantee it. She'd suffered alone last time -- more for another time -- and desperately wanted the support of another now when her fears were greatest.