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Alice smiled watching the filly "Yeah, get them used to it together." She checked Nymphs feed and water, then moved to West Wind to check hers.Nymph nudged the newborn until it staggered to itself hooves. It promptly collapsed from there. The paint nudged the foal again, nickering, "Come on, little one. Stand up. You're all I have left from your sire."
"Nymph's Fortune, huh? I like it," Cyril said, continuing with his job of feeding. "Now you can halter-break the dam and the filly."