05-03-2016, 05:14 PM
This bright light... what was it? The little filly didn't know exactly what was going on, only that she was cold, shivering, and there was a big horse lying beside her. The filly squealed as the big horse stood up before lowering its head to sniff her. In that instant, the filly knew.
Mother.
The filly whinnied as the mare began to clean her off, exposing the lighter colored coat that lay beneath the grime. As she was cleaned, the filly also began to feel warm as the blood in her body began running, the circulation improved by her mother's act of care. The filly whinnied at her mother again, her ears twitching toward the larger horse.
Her mother then began to nudge her hindquarters. What was she doing? Was she trying to get the filly to stand? Whatever the case, the filly didn't like that, so she decided to try and stand to see what would happen. However, it was harder than it looked. The filly tried to get her legs to work, but it didn't seem as if they would listen. Several minutes passed before she finally got the spindly limbs to move where she wanted, and the filly nickered, pleased with herself. She tried her front legs first.
One by one, she moved her front legs in front of her body, before focusing on the back. This wasn't going to be easy, not when it was still so hard to get her legs to listen in the first place. She tried hoisting her weight up, but quick as that, her back legs gave out, and the filly fell to the ground. Huffing angrily as she didn't get it the first time, she tried again, with the same results.
Finally, on the fourth time, the filly got her legs to work. Throwing her weight onto her front legs, she extended her back ones, surprised that this time, they held. Smiling, pleased, the filly tried to take a step forward, only to almost fall over again. She tried again, and this time, she did fall back onto the ground. The filly snorted, clearly getting frustrated.
Standing up again, finding it was easier this time, the filly took in a breath. She placed one hoof forward, testing it. It held. She tried the next hoof, carefully, making sure she wouldn't lose her balance. She took several more steps, each one becoming easier than the last one.
The filly whinnied in happiness before she turned, walking to her mother. She reached her tiny tapered head up, nickering at her mother. Her blue eyes shone with happiness, her tiny hooves stamping with excitement. Clearly, she was pleased with herself.
Mother.
The filly whinnied as the mare began to clean her off, exposing the lighter colored coat that lay beneath the grime. As she was cleaned, the filly also began to feel warm as the blood in her body began running, the circulation improved by her mother's act of care. The filly whinnied at her mother again, her ears twitching toward the larger horse.
Her mother then began to nudge her hindquarters. What was she doing? Was she trying to get the filly to stand? Whatever the case, the filly didn't like that, so she decided to try and stand to see what would happen. However, it was harder than it looked. The filly tried to get her legs to work, but it didn't seem as if they would listen. Several minutes passed before she finally got the spindly limbs to move where she wanted, and the filly nickered, pleased with herself. She tried her front legs first.
One by one, she moved her front legs in front of her body, before focusing on the back. This wasn't going to be easy, not when it was still so hard to get her legs to listen in the first place. She tried hoisting her weight up, but quick as that, her back legs gave out, and the filly fell to the ground. Huffing angrily as she didn't get it the first time, she tried again, with the same results.
Finally, on the fourth time, the filly got her legs to work. Throwing her weight onto her front legs, she extended her back ones, surprised that this time, they held. Smiling, pleased, the filly tried to take a step forward, only to almost fall over again. She tried again, and this time, she did fall back onto the ground. The filly snorted, clearly getting frustrated.
Standing up again, finding it was easier this time, the filly took in a breath. She placed one hoof forward, testing it. It held. She tried the next hoof, carefully, making sure she wouldn't lose her balance. She took several more steps, each one becoming easier than the last one.
The filly whinnied in happiness before she turned, walking to her mother. She reached her tiny tapered head up, nickering at her mother. Her blue eyes shone with happiness, her tiny hooves stamping with excitement. Clearly, she was pleased with herself.