Sunni stood up, she looked at the two foals, one had already gotten up and was drinking milk, the other was struggling. Sunni walked to the colt and nudged him helping him up, they were both beautiful foals. Once they could both stand Sunni whinnied, happy they were both healthy, though the filly seemed a bit skinny, but she would fill out in time.
Chance nodded, looking towards the woods.
Intuition drank from Sunni happily, whinnying to her brother to encourage him up.
Chex snorted as he fell again, but was glad when Sunni helped him up, he slowly wobbled to his mother and drank his fill of milk.
(Brb, gonna go check and see if my dad is ready to go to the barn and groom the horses..)







