by xXLuciferXx » Sat Jul 05, 2014 2:20 am
The little Colt stumbled forward, sniffing the mash, eating alittle bit of it, liking that it was soft and easy to eat, then tried playing in it abit, it was warm and mushy and he was a playful little boy. He tried to knock the bucket down, just amusing himself, though he couldn;t do it, not having the strength to do so at the moment.
Dahvie flailed her legs softly, rolling over before standing back up, covered in shavings and straw.
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