Post by xarkla on Apr 7, 2012 10:43:33 GMT -5
Here she was once more. Xarkla couldn't remember clearly, as her memory became fuzzy with age. This had to be her fifth or sixth foal within her ten years of roaming MUSTANG's lands. She had given birth to many offspring. Her lineage must of been long. Xarkla could guarantee each of her foal's came from a different stallion. The one she was giving life to this world was from Castial. The lead mare of Sandy Creek was very fond of the stallion. She could already see him as a potential mate. Though she would give it some time. In the past, she was often too quick to claim one as hers.
As she settled to make herself comfortable under a tree, she could feel the pain of labor starting. Stretching out, she laid her skull on the grass. Never had a mare been attacked in these lands. After experience, she shouldn't be one to worry. But Xarkla was much older now. If this birth was difficult, she would be much weaker. The painted mare would be forced to spend a night or two within the lands to regain her strength. Sandy Creek was all the way in the west of MUSTANG, she was the far north.
Who could look after her herd while she was absent. Castial would probably take the chore of doing so, even though she had no beta. Her thoughts were pulled away as she gasped at the pain. This one was surely a fighter! Pushing she grunted as hours went by before the filly slipped out. Xarkla was tired, forcing herself to her hooves she nipped the sac. "Hello, my precious Xandera. Welcome to the world." Her orbs filled with affection as the filly came to suckle. Castial would have to be proud.
As she settled to make herself comfortable under a tree, she could feel the pain of labor starting. Stretching out, she laid her skull on the grass. Never had a mare been attacked in these lands. After experience, she shouldn't be one to worry. But Xarkla was much older now. If this birth was difficult, she would be much weaker. The painted mare would be forced to spend a night or two within the lands to regain her strength. Sandy Creek was all the way in the west of MUSTANG, she was the far north.
Who could look after her herd while she was absent. Castial would probably take the chore of doing so, even though she had no beta. Her thoughts were pulled away as she gasped at the pain. This one was surely a fighter! Pushing she grunted as hours went by before the filly slipped out. Xarkla was tired, forcing herself to her hooves she nipped the sac. "Hello, my precious Xandera. Welcome to the world." Her orbs filled with affection as the filly came to suckle. Castial would have to be proud.