Finley stood among the thick fronds of vegetation; his eyes cast towards Tinuvel. As Snapdragon had grown heavier with foal, his mother filled his mind more and more in the passing days. Had she looked the same as Snap did? Did she feel the same burdens and troubles carrying a foal? Even the rain that now fell did little to slow these thoughts, and he often wondered if he should go and ask her. But then the bitterness he had felt towards his dam would quickly return, squashing any desires to go and see Xiomara instantly.


As the rain began to die away, a strange scent was able to reach the chocolate-colored stallion. It had him a bit perplexed at first, but then realization chased away confusion. It was birth scent he could smell. After realizing this, Finley decided to give it a bit more time. He didn’t want to go rushing in where he wasn’t wanted. But as the clouds began to clear and the sun peak through, his impatience gave way, and he couldn’t stand to not know any longer. So he followed the scent, and gave a low greeting nicker when he was able to make out Snaps pale shape among the dense green foliage.


As he stepped free and was able to take a better look at them, his eyes fell to the filly that Snap had brought into this world. She looked absolutely nothing like him, and Finley felt a little flop of nerves twist in his stomach.

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stallion | mutt | 15.2hhs | Smokey Black | Angel x Xiomara

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