The stallion continued to scan the area, mothers out and about with there new born foals, others chatting the day away. He wondered what life was like for the other equines, those who did not have a place to call home, was the meadow truly home? Did it suffice for them, unprotected with there foals pondering around.
He was distracted from his thoughts when a painted filly came dashing around towards him, probably chasing the blue butterfly that passed them both. He simply gazed at her, she was still rather far away but the filly had shock in her eyes. She stood there, frozen, they stared at each other for a few heart beats before the filly called out for her mother he scared her . He laughed slightly moving closer to the filly, she had the scent of the Falls making him curious as to who the mother of this foal was.
Hey playfully dipped his head to the filly, like one would to a royal what is it that scared you? he questioned the foal. Curious to what there was to be scared of, certainly not he.
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