A Day Of Reckoning
Sept 30, 2008 22:41:28 GMT -5
Post by Dusty's Girl on Sept 30, 2008 22:41:28 GMT -5
The bay pinto Chincoteague Pony Mare stood on the edges of the terra that she had once resided. Welcomed back, she was indeed and she longed to belong with her herd of Alaskan Star and the lovely mare, Snowdrift, and their foal, Alaskan Snowstorm. But did she really belong? Her, a tiny pony mare and her chocolate brown colt that was galloping headlong around her. A snort rippled her nostrils as she let her mind think things over. Maybe she just needed to find herself, or maybe a trip around this place would help her cope with the things that her mind could come up with sometimes.
It had been over two years since NightDancer bred her back on the farm. After Rogue was born, she never bred again. She would not bear a foal this spring and that made her wonder if she would ever bear a foal again. She let her tail fly behind her as she thought about things more.
Rogue, her only son, paused in his running and let his dark eyes flow over to his mother. She was depressed and he could not figure out why. In a time when young horses would be striking out on their own, he stayed behind. He was concerned for his mother and seemed to know when she was depressed and feeling alone. He was almost fully grown already, but then he did not have far to grow. Although he was the same size as his mother, he seemed bigger thanks to the muscles of a stallion that were starting to develop on his bones. It would be another year yet before he would even try to start his own herd, but until then, he would stay with his mother and try and keep her company.
It had been over two years since NightDancer bred her back on the farm. After Rogue was born, she never bred again. She would not bear a foal this spring and that made her wonder if she would ever bear a foal again. She let her tail fly behind her as she thought about things more.
Rogue, her only son, paused in his running and let his dark eyes flow over to his mother. She was depressed and he could not figure out why. In a time when young horses would be striking out on their own, he stayed behind. He was concerned for his mother and seemed to know when she was depressed and feeling alone. He was almost fully grown already, but then he did not have far to grow. Although he was the same size as his mother, he seemed bigger thanks to the muscles of a stallion that were starting to develop on his bones. It would be another year yet before he would even try to start his own herd, but until then, he would stay with his mother and try and keep her company.
