Raven Claw Stables (Given Characters)

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Feather pinned her ears, she continued to try & reach back to bite the foal, but she couldn't reach with the cross-ties..

[simply,]

Jada patted Feather's nose. This was a bad sittation. As soon as one of the other mares gave birth maybe she would be able to merge the foal in as a twin.

Roxy let out a loud whinny and lied down in her stall shavings. She felt the foal coming and was afraid. She whinned again for help and looked over her large girth at to where she felt the foal at.

[L a w l o r f f]

Morgan heard Roxy & called the vet before running into the stall. She kneeled in the shavings beside the mare's neck, stroking her & patting her. "Good girl, easy."

Feather snorted.

[simply,]

Roxy's breathing became labored and she groaned in pain. A few mineutes later a foal slid out of her and lay on the ground, with it's eyes closed. Roxy looked over her girth, but could not see it do to her extra round barrel. She rolled over the rest on the way and looked at it. It's eyes stayed shut, but then they fluttered open.

"Easy Feather, Girl." Jada said patting the mare's head.

[L a w l o r f f]

"Jada!" Morgan yelled, crawling over to the foal. "C'mon, clean it off girl."

Feather snorted again, she turned to try & bite Jada.

[simply,]

Jada left the foal with his mom and ran off to Morgan's voice. She looked at the scruffy little bay foal that lie wet next to his mother who was starting to lick him clean with her pink tounge and smiled. At least they had one good first time mother.

Roxy sniffed the foal, her nostrils flared. What was this little thing? She then realized it was her foal. She licked it clean and then nudged it. "Watch son." she said moving slowly to her feet, trying to show the little colt the way to his feet. The little foal watched her for a second then looked around. Roxy gently nudged the colt agian. "Try." she nickered to it. The foal put his front slit legs up and then shakily lerched forward. He then fell face first. "I can't!" he whinnied feebly "Help me mommy!" Roxy nickered sadly. "You have to do this on your own." Her brown eyes sad. " Come on try again." she added in a more cheerful voice. She nudged the little guy and stepped back. The foal once again tried and this time succed. He wobbled forward, unsure. He then cuaght a wiff of his dam's warm milk. He teetered over and bit down the source of the smell and startted to suckle. Roxy squealed in surprise, but then turned her neck to watch the foal get his very first meal. She let out a soft nicker and would have smile if she could.

[L a w l o r f f]

Feather heard Roxy. She nickered to her friend

(a few weeks later)

"Okay, Jada. Should we put thewm in the pasture now? For the first time? Skye's been cutting fgresh grass for them." Morgan asked, she watched the colt chase his mother(Feather) again, begging for a meal. She'd fed him a few times, but didn't enjoy it very much. Many times she had been forced to allow him to nurse.

[L a w l o r f f]

Aeroa whinnied, circling her stall. She couldn't find a comfortable place to get ready for birth.

Feather whinnied, expecting Rookie to answer.

[simply,]

Feather heard Roxy. She nickered to her friend

(a few weeks later)

"Okay, Jada. Should we put thewm in the pasture now? For the first time? Skye's been cutting fgresh grass for them." Morgan asked, she watched the colt chase his mother(Feather) again, begging for a meal. She'd fed him a few times, but didn't enjoy it very much. Many times she had been forced to allow him to nurse.

Roxy nickered back to the fellow mare.

"Yes, Le's do it." Jada said. She walked into the stall with Roxy and her colt Sonny, his regerstaded name was going to be the Chief's Son, and slipped the leather halter over Roxy's face and and led the mare out. The foal followed behind her, and then stopped outside of Feather's stall and peered in. "Come on, Sonny." Roxy nickered to her colt.

((Just to let you know, Show, never feed a horse grass clippings, it will cuase them to colic.))

Rookie nickered back to the mare, and then whinned. He knew that Feather had been having a hard time with being a mother and wished he could help her, but he was a father not a mother. He could not provid the food the same things his mother could.

[L a w l o r f f]

(Hmm....grass you've cut with scissors?? Because that's what I meant.)

Feather flicked her ears at the reply from Rookie. Feather nickered again.

Morgan clipped lead ropes onto Feather & Rookie's halters. She put Feather into the pasture beside the one she led Rookie too.