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With his head held high and tail flagged up in the air, a tiny stallion raced his way around the edge of Dour's herd. His whinnying and nickering echoed loudly through the valley; a clear attempt to attract mares.

Isabel kept a close eye on Cheyenne as he frolicked near Dour and Ember. He pranced and kicked up his heels happily, hoping to get someone to play with him.

Name: Cheyenne Gender: Colt Age: One week Breed: Draft cross Herd: Dour's Rank: Foal Personality: So far, Cheyenne has proved to be very playful and full of life. Very outgoing. Appearance: A big, muscular red dun colt. He can be easily identified by a freckle on the upper portion of his blaze...

A long, grueling while later, a healthy red dun colt was born. The new dam nickered and craned her head back to foal.

Isabel awoke with a sharp jolt of pain rushing through her midsection. Breathing heavily, she rolled to her side and braced herself.

As the two studs fought, Isabel scrambled to her feet and galloped away. She really wasn't in the mood for fighting.

( Sorry for disappearing for a while there. ) Isabel barely allowed Comanche to shove her into the grass. She squealed loudly, to make herself more apparent to Dour, and wrestled her large upper body up onto her foe's through a rear, threatening to tear at his skin.