Holly, a stable girl, noticed that Wind had been laying down for a long time. " Call the doctor!" She yelled.
Azile kinda felt sorry for wind. She knew this was hurting him,but she didn't want to break his heart worse if she wasn't his mate. She didn't know who she was being force bred to after all. She decided she could at least bring him out of the funk. Azile didn't want Wind to get sick. She whinnied high and long to him.When the doctor arrived, he examined Wind. " Let's take him into his stall."
" What's wrong with him?" Holly asked.
" I'm not sure. He seems depressed. Just keep him in his stall and call me if anything happens."
" Will he be all right?"
" I don't know."
Wind was led into his stall. He laid back down.