A Pretty Flower Arises

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[atrb=width,450,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=B88F3E] The buckskin roan moved to the place that she visited just a year or two ago. The mare, at that time, had been impregnated by the lead of Hidden Cove who went by the name of Rapture. Kamali barely knew the male but she desired to become a mother so she allowed the brief moment of passion. Her mohawked buckskin foal was everything she could ask for. He was an easy child yet loved to explore and often get in trouble. Yet, she was perfectly fine with it. However, when Eli simply disappeared, guilt ate at her. Was she not a good mother? Did she give her son far too much freedom? Perhaps with this foal Kamali would be more attentive. The foal that was currently resting in her barrel was the child that came from love. Her and the older stallion, Caspian, declared their love for one another and then proceeded to show each other just how much they really cared. Eli was proof of mother's love, now this foal would be proof of parents' love. Perhaps, with having a father in the picture, this foal wouldn't be as free as Eli, even though she prided on the fact that her son was as free as a mustang should be. A pain ripped through her and Kamali stopped, remembering such a sharp pierce the last time she wandered into the birthing lands. Her foal was here. Going through the steps that were dictated by instinct, Kamali pushed and pushed. Shortly after the waves grew closer together, she felt something slide from her. The waves slowed until they stopped and she glanced towards her rear. Caramel eyes brightened when they caught sight of the placenta covered foal. Smiling, she eagerly cleaned the foal, her eyes brimming with happiness and curiosity. The foal was a filly, hinting at the new knowledge Kamali would acquire. The filly was also a lovely cross of both parents. There was a hint of buckskin roan but a hint of silver. Caspian would be so happy to meet such a little thing! Smiling, she studied her filly closely. The small Spanish head moved so that brown eyes landed on her. That was when Kamali noticed it. One of the filly's eyes was clouded. Not clouded like there was still material over it, but clouded like the filly could probably not see through the haze. Her little girl was half blind. Kamali tried to think of any issues that she faced. Why was her baby blind? Did she eat bad grass? Or drink toxic water? Shaking her head, Kamali decided that she didn't care. Her filly was simply perfect the way she was. Nuzzling her baby's shoulder, she breathed in the scent of autumn flowers. Little Lomasi she whispered softly, causing her filly to shiver and move closer to the warmth of the five year old mother. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ female // mustang mix // five // buckskin roan // brown // 15.3 hh . Granddaughter of Taryx and Nevaeh . Daughter of Cheveyo and Sanuye . Mother of Eli and Lomasi . Love of Caspian . wanderer

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