Chance heard her and ran straight towards her voice, galloping at his fastest speed. He jumped over a fallen log, and once he jumped over it the valley came into view.
Pride smiled "Well I could beat them up! If they tried to touch me or my momma! I'd..I'd rough em' up!" he said trying to act tough.
Sure enough, Juniper was down there. She was laying in the grass, a small wet foal splayed out behind her. There were two other mares, one standing over Juniper and nursing a foal. It looked as if she were speaking to her. The colt who had previously attacked Chance in order to snake Juniper off was no where to be seen.
Elkirr laughed. "Oh, I don't think you're quite ready to do that yet, little one. But someday."
Chance looked concerned and confused and raced down to the valley.
Pride tossed his head happily "Okay," he said with a furry of kicks trying to get a pebble from his hoove.
My Friend is Dying of Cancer..I don't know How to Act. It seems she only has a Year to Live, Maybe 2 Years at The Most. And now in Two Weeks she's having a Surgery, that could Kill Her..Slim Chance she'll make It. But before that Surgery, she's getting married to Her Closest Friend, Jet. Friends since they Were Young..But they're Hardly Talking, and Her life has gone Good to Horrible so Quickly...
My Friend is Dying of Cancer..I don't know How to Act. It seems she only has a Year to Live, Maybe 2 Years at The Most. And now in Two Weeks she's having a Surgery, that could Kill Her..Slim Chance she'll make It. But before that Surgery, she's getting married to Her Closest Friend, Jet. Friends since they Were Young..But they're Hardly Talking, and Her life has gone Good to Horrible so Quickly...
