10-30-2015, 07:06 PM
The gorgeous black filly stumbled fourth, bringing tears of joy and giggles with her to me. I trod a little closer to her. I lick her lovingly when we meet. Then, gently, bring my head over her and 'hug' her. "What is your name, dear child? Mine is Dyah. You can call me anything you like." I say in a calm, loving manner. The sight was beautiful. The warm Black and Blue couple against the frigid white. The love spreading between them both, leaking into the air.