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08-17-2012, 12:28 AM
Gossamer arrived to stand on the outskirts of the two, nearby in case she was needed. Her eyes watch carefully the rising and falling of the mares sides. She has brought some native plants to ease the pain experienced after birthing. She waits until the first one is born, then, as the mare spasms again she sees that this is not afterbirth, but another life. A bright smile widens her face as she is here to witness yet another birthing of twins. The foothills were a lucky place indeed. First her own daughter and now this one as well. She gives the two mares...it really was odd to say that...their space as they bonded with their foals. What luck they would have, for the other mare could make milk too if she had to. It made her wonder if thing would be better if there were just mares to nurse and raise. haha, she laughs at herself, she was getting strange in her older age.
She looks at the mare questioningly, waiting for some sort of approval, before she goes forward and drops the herbs near the mares face. It would give her some relief from the pain. "They are both beautiful foals, what shall you name them?"
She looks at the mare questioningly, waiting for some sort of approval, before she goes forward and drops the herbs near the mares face. It would give her some relief from the pain. "They are both beautiful foals, what shall you name them?"
