Becca, made her way towards the forest being famished, she hadn't even been able to eat this morning for she was making her way to the adoption den. Quickening her pace she halted to the sound of her child, speaking an amount of jumbled words. Turning her head towards the small colt she couldn't help but chuckle, he had seemed to have stuck his tongue upon the ice.
Gingerly striding towards him she lowered her head to assess the situation finding the only solution, pain. Not telling him whist she would do she gently grabbed ahold of his crest and, yanked his head pulling up both his head and tongue in one piece. Holding in a laugh she spoke, " Are you alright?" she didn't want him to be dysfunctional and unable to talk.
Her starving stomach gurgled she was ragingly hungry yet, it could wait for Johnathen to gather himself together, " Are you thirsty?" she spoke softly. Thinking that he probably licked the ice in search to quench a thirst from their journey.
Gingerly striding towards him she lowered her head to assess the situation finding the only solution, pain. Not telling him whist she would do she gently grabbed ahold of his crest and, yanked his head pulling up both his head and tongue in one piece. Holding in a laugh she spoke, " Are you alright?" she didn't want him to be dysfunctional and unable to talk.
Her starving stomach gurgled she was ragingly hungry yet, it could wait for Johnathen to gather himself together, " Are you thirsty?" she spoke softly. Thinking that he probably licked the ice in search to quench a thirst from their journey.