Please Lock

[satuurnity]

Nikki stood up, pushing her way past Strike and Neiro, "I gotta go now" she chuckled, walking outside. Then she jumped on Dusty.
Alaska smiled and stroked the foal

[war paint.]

Nick sighed "She might die katy."

[Foolish Games]

Katy looked at him, "Well, she doesn't want to so I'm not going to force her." she said, "Besides, she's only a filly, not even two and a half."

[Foolish Games]

Taylor worked, seeing Nikki
Toby smiled and watched her

[war paint.]

Nick nodded "And dude is just going to turn 3 he is a colt."

[Foolish Games]

"So?" Katy asked, wondering what it had to do with Flicka being mated with or not

[war paint.]

Nick shurgged.

Dude snorted his head up high.

[Foolish Games]

Katy stroked Flicka, "I'll breed her, under one condition." she said

Flicka snorted, her ears back. She didn't like the words 'mate' or 'breed'

[war paint.]

Nick looked at her "Unless what?"

[Foolish Games]

"I want Flicka to pick the stud." Katy said, "If she picks none, it won't happen or, which ever she does pick is the one she'll breed with."