It had come time for her to be released into the world. She had grown over the many months within her mothers womb and it had been quite cramped as her once petite body had become overwhelmingly large. She felt the sides of the womb press against her body, which made it even more uncomfortable so in protest she would lurch in different directions (Contractions) she didn't wish to leave the warmth of her mothers womb. The silence was serene with the faint thumping of her mothers heart which she found comforting. Soon she grew to the point where she couldn't take it anymore, it had became dearly cramped in her once large home. So she lurched in a hard manner, more forceful this time causing her to move outwards (Labour). She felt the walls seeming to push her out of her mothers womb, thats when she felt it, the cold.
It was more than just any feeling, it was the complete opposite as she was before. Within her mothers womb she felt sweet warmth and protection but, now she felt the coldness prickle her tender skin and along with that feeling came the lack of protection, weakness. At first she felt as if she was drowning upon her own air, unable to exactly understand the method of breathing. Huffing and puffing she seemed as if she were to be suffocating upon her own surroundings, hearing her heart thundering loudly in her ears, she finally took an inhale like gasp, and a deep exhale. Slowly mastering the movement as she felt her whole body rise and lower as she breathed.
There she found another at her presence, gently lapping her choral coat sat another. It seemed to have the same build as she did yet it was quite unfamiliar, in a feeling strange. Eyes rotated around her new world filled with color and loud noises to be heard all around. She felt the warmth of a tongue upon her skin which frightened her slightly as she turned towards it. This individual had to be her mother where else would she find one, gently staring at the burgundy female, with golden locks, that was when mother decided something upon her own.
That the girl needed to use her legs, she had always wondered what her appendages were used for and, she was about to find out. As her mother gently shoved her up onto them, the idea felt quite daunting but, it was too late. She was already up, staggering upon shaking slender limbs the small filly collapsed in a a heap of silvery black legs crumpled all together upon the soft pillow of vegetation. Rising once more in a fearless manner, she would not take no for an answer, she triumphantly rose onto all fours shakily, staying in place she was afraid she would easily lose balance if she were to take on step.
Her mother seemed to be speaking to her, the word Midnite hung within her ears as she knew what it was, her name. It seemed edgy to the touch as she gently tried to speak the word, " Midnite." it came out of hr mouth sweetly as she gazed up at her mother in a proud manner. She was quite a fighter yet she had a lot to learn, being just a few hours old, but her future seemed quite bright, indeed.
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