(I joined and posted on the site already. Sorry I haven't been posting on here, my internet has been kind of weird lately.)
Crimson looked around calmly. She sighed and laid down. Mares were foaling again, and she hadn't gotten the chance to breed again. She sighed as the smell of newborns brought her spirits down even more.
Cadence pranced around the meadow, but still stayded close to Crimson. She already looked a bit bugger, and her sorrel coat was sleek. She let out high and happy whinnies as she danced around
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Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete, when no one else ever cared. -Tupac Shakur
Crimson smiled as she saw how happy Cadence was. She sighed again, then she began to look around for Sylus. She wanted a foal, and she wanted one badly now. They had missed two foaling seasons already, and she didn't want to miss another chance.
Ceara grazzed on the sweet grass. Her ebony black tail whisped the flies away with gentle strokes. The mare tenderly pulled at the grass with her pearl white teeth, cropping it short. Ceara's ears were pricked forward, but twitched ever so often at annoying flies.
partly wrote:Sylus walked to Crimson "Miss it?" he asked.
Crimson looked at him as she nodded, then she sighed. She stood up and nuzzled him, then she looked over at Cadence, "We're going for a quick walk, Sweetie. If you need anything, just ask Danser." She said with a smile, then she looked back at Sylus with a smirk.