*the white mare lets out a long groan and begins looking around the frozen tundra* -- Stone Lightning's tt

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Subject: *the white mare lets out a long groan and begins looking around the frozen tundra*

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Angel Eyes

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Date Posted: 15:52:14 10/14/02 Mon

*knowing her time was soon she searches the cold, forbidden land for a place to have the foal. She would despise this foal for she hadn't wanted it to begin with. She soon came across a mostly hidden area and shoved out the snow revealing grass. She lays down with much effort. Soon the foal would come. She knew the great pain she was to be put through for this foal was a large one. His sire was well over 17hh and she was only 15h. An erie, chilling breeze passed across the land as the labor began. Squeals of pain were given as she pushed. Her body quivered and revolted against her. After a couple hours of battle, the snow near the mare was crimson. Plopped next to the mare was a beautiful golden foal. The mare cleaned the newborn and remained down. Much energy and strength had been taken by this foal. For a while the colt struggled to his feet. He bobbed his head pleading for his mother to arise. After great effort she stood and allowed for him to suckle. A soft whicker was emitted as she called for her mate. Not knowing whether he would ever accept her back. She then turned to the foal. As she did a sharp breeze whipped through the air and the mare's eyes filled with compassion as the foal neared her for shelter. She then spoke.* Though you've come unwanted, little one, I find so much love for you. *she placed her warm nuzzle on his coat and whickered* My son, Thowra. *she called him this for the erieness of the day and the wind. He was Son of the Wind. Son of a hated stallion who may as well be the wind.*

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the stallion approaches queitly and nuzzles the white mare	Shaz	16:00:27 10/14/02 Mon
the mare whickers gently to Shaz and extends her muzzle -- Angel/Thowra, 16:09:17 10/14/02 Mon smiles Thowra I'm your brother Shaz.He extends his neck so he is face to face with the young colt (NT) -- Shaz, 15:49:01 10/15/02 Tue* the large steed walks up, keeping a short distance as he sees how protective the youth is Congradulations, Angle. I admire your love for a foal you truely didn't want. (NT) -- Stone Lightning, 13:40:42 10/16/02 Wed he smiles at his mother O he's beautiful (NT) -- Shaz, 14:09:18 10/17/02 Thu