07-12-2015, 09:05 PM
Latara walked into the Valley this was a new place for her, new sites and new smells. Her oldest child Mishka was behind her as usual but causing trouble as he went. But she was here for another reason she was here looking for her daughter, she had been asking alot about her father alot the last few weeks. She said she wanted to meet him so i assumed she found her way here. Since this is where she meet her father Covet, before she was born. She lifted her crown to the sky looking for her Multi colored filly, Both of her children were good at getting into trouble and often on there own but her daughter had a whole knew level of independance. She wasnt sure where she got it from. Probably her father side, she had the orange eyes like him. She went in search for her, searching the river. But only got a small scent of her, she nickered thinking she was still close.
Her multi colored legs carried her across the summer grass. She was no longer pregnant, she was finally back to her normal weight. She had muscle back and wasnt so horrible looking, her brown eyes searched all over trying to find her. She was getting tired of searching for her, and her older son who was almost a month old was followering her at her heels. He was definitly a colt trying to mount her and jump on her every chance he got. You need a play mate she said to herself. Her son was so rambunctious she wished he was the little 2 week foal again.
She finally spots her daughter shes going on 4 weeks old now. She was still tiny but she was worried with her being in this world all alone. Dimora! what are you doing all the way over here? her daughter was playing in the weeds with another small filly. But the other filly was all white in color. She felt relieved that she had found friends. She looked around her, this looked like a good place to be. She didnt want to make her daughter leave. But she didnt want to Nouri either. This was a tough decision on what to do. She was way too young to be on her own, there were too many dangers out there that i hadnt taught her yet. She stood puzzled on what to do.
Her multi colored legs carried her across the summer grass. She was no longer pregnant, she was finally back to her normal weight. She had muscle back and wasnt so horrible looking, her brown eyes searched all over trying to find her. She was getting tired of searching for her, and her older son who was almost a month old was followering her at her heels. He was definitly a colt trying to mount her and jump on her every chance he got. You need a play mate she said to herself. Her son was so rambunctious she wished he was the little 2 week foal again.
She finally spots her daughter shes going on 4 weeks old now. She was still tiny but she was worried with her being in this world all alone. Dimora! what are you doing all the way over here? her daughter was playing in the weeds with another small filly. But the other filly was all white in color. She felt relieved that she had found friends. She looked around her, this looked like a good place to be. She didnt want to make her daughter leave. But she didnt want to Nouri either. This was a tough decision on what to do. She was way too young to be on her own, there were too many dangers out there that i hadnt taught her yet. She stood puzzled on what to do.