Rage decided to ry out gal;lop, within five strides his hooves gave out from beneath him. He got up & shook, scanning the area for Sonny. He spotted him, taking off again towards him.
Love Is Just a Word, Until Someone Gives it a Meaning.
"Feather?" Roxy nickered to the mare. "What are you doing?" The mare felt her own foal trot over and reach under her side and started to suckle. She twisted her neck and nuzzled her foal's withers and his mane. She then turned back to Feather, her eyes filled with question.