06-04-2016, 06:54 PM
Anahi never thought this day would finally be here. This pregnancy had been long; of course, maybe that was just because it was the second one, and the excitement of her first foal since the stillborn had made the pregnancy with Sirana go faster. Perhaps this time she was just impatient to meet the new addition to the family.
She'd been grazing with her daughter that day in the grove they'd discovered behind the waterfall. When the champagne mare wasn't watching over the other mares of the herd, or spending time with Archam, she was often here. She'd known the other mares would eventually go off to their own stages within the late days of their pregnancy, so that they could give birth in peace.
Anahi remembered her promise to Archam; he wanted to be there this time. She almost wanted to go back on her word; mares were supposed to go through it alone. At the same time, she knew he'd be mad if he missed another. If he wasn't nearby when she went into labor, she'd send Sirana to find her sire.
It was around the early morning hours when Anahi felt the first waves of pain hit her. Knowing what it meant, since she'd undergone the same thing with Sirana, the mare nipped at her belly before beginning to pace to try and take her mind off the pain. Knowing this birth could be fast or slow, she turned to look at Sirana, the now year-old filly grazing nearby.
"Sirana... go... get your father... hurry..."
She'd been grazing with her daughter that day in the grove they'd discovered behind the waterfall. When the champagne mare wasn't watching over the other mares of the herd, or spending time with Archam, she was often here. She'd known the other mares would eventually go off to their own stages within the late days of their pregnancy, so that they could give birth in peace.
Anahi remembered her promise to Archam; he wanted to be there this time. She almost wanted to go back on her word; mares were supposed to go through it alone. At the same time, she knew he'd be mad if he missed another. If he wasn't nearby when she went into labor, she'd send Sirana to find her sire.
It was around the early morning hours when Anahi felt the first waves of pain hit her. Knowing what it meant, since she'd undergone the same thing with Sirana, the mare nipped at her belly before beginning to pace to try and take her mind off the pain. Knowing this birth could be fast or slow, she turned to look at Sirana, the now year-old filly grazing nearby.
"Sirana... go... get your father... hurry..."