A dark grey-black mare pushed her way through the other mares, "A mute? I had a mute foal once. What is to be done with the poor soul?" she inquired, eyeing Elkirr.
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The mare took a few steps forward and grabbed a mouthful of grass, one eye still on Rich.Rich noticed the mare, but didn't move. She had her ears flicked toward her though so she could tell if she moved.
Suddenly Patriot once again darted under Owl, "Elkirr proposes we leave him and let nature take it's course."A dark grey-black mare pushed her way through the other mares, "A mute? I had a mute foal once. What is to be done with the poor soul?" she inquired, eyeing Elkirr.
(is Patriot, like, a foal?)Suddenly Patriot once again darted under Owl, "Elkirr proposes we leave him and let nature take it's course."
(Patriot is the foal, haven't you read back?(is Patriot, like, a foal?)
Shadow gasped and glared in Elkirr's direction, "Surely he can stay."
(I wondered if that was it after I posted that..yeah but I must have missed the name part.(Patriot is the foal, haven't you read back?)
Quote:"We can't afford to take in a random colt, though. Who knows where he came from?"Terra looked up sternly, "Elkirr, have mercy on the poor darling. Don't condemn him until we are sure none of our mares will take him. He could be an asset." she suggested.
Quote: Elkirr sighed, and then paused. "Fine. You may take him in, but only if you're milking or know of a mare who's milking... Just don't come crying to me if he dies."
"Thank you." Shadow replied stiffly. She nuzzled Patriot gently and turned to Owl. "He seems to like you very much." she commented.Elkirr sighed, and then paused. "Fine. You may take him in, but only if you're milking or know of a mare who's milking... Just don't come crying to me if he dies."