Username: boxxes
Equid's Name: Roulette
Age: 3
Height: 14.3 hh
Gender: Mare
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legend. wrote:Username: legend.
Equid's Name: Amelia
Age: 3 year old
Height: 14.3 hh
Gender: Mare
Extra:It was a dream come true. Amelia had a mate, his name was Daniel. As a couple, everyone if their herd loved them. They spent years together as a mated pair until Amelia found out she was pregnant with her first foal.
It felt like years and years before it was just a few months. As she was getting older by day, her foals wait was decreasing by minutes. Having to much pressure from the rest of her herd and too much stress on her shoulders, she stayed away from society until her foal had come. As she became big and big, she felt as she gained 1000 pounds, but as she was a big balloon, her mate began to tease on her size, but in a playful matter, "If I poke you, do you think your belly will pop?"
Looking at him in a stubborn expression, he nibbled at her mane and nudged against her side. Amelia leaned against him, sighing at his painful amusement.
As it became clear that the foal, whom was about to pass its due date, has put enough stress and press to badly damage the mares back and stayed inside all day lying down- which felt like the worst part of her pregnancy. There were no signs of a foals life, no kicks or movement as which she could feel.
Suddenly one afternoon walking around, she felt movement, and then more movement, and then a kick, but then, two kicks on different sides of her swollen belly. Daniel was out picking violettberries, Amelias favorite kind of berry. Being grown up by her father and two older brothers, she was taught nothing of motherhood. She panicked and slowly walked to find her lost mate.
Walking like she was about to give birth any minute then, she became frustrated and realized, she wondered off somewhere in the middle of a white forest with no signs of life, but the weird thing was, no one from her herd was in the area she left. She discovered one of the biggest willow trees she ever seen, and lied down, wishing her foal wouldnt come now. Felling many, many movements and nudges from her foal, she remembered the two separate kicks she felt at the cave hours ago. And she thought, Its only one..... As the kind of her species is not capable of having twins, both foals would die, one would die and the other have a disorder not being able to survive on its own, or the mother having multiple back problems for the rest of her life. She felt the first contraction, and she neighed with pain and sadness.
Waking up to sweat dripping down her facial structure, she didnt see a swollen belly, or her mate Daniel, or the white winter forest. It was a dream.
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