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He scooched closer to her and snuggled beneath her head, and then fell off to sleep.
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"What did you give it, Dad?" asked Amy, the Master's daughter.
"I gave the foal an antidote. It's a mild illness, and he'll live, but I'm going to keep checking on him. I also gave him a little bit of stuff that'll wake him up," replied her father, putting away his supply bag.
"So he'll be okay?"
"Yeah, Amy, he will. I'm sure he'll give fine colts for the herd when he grows up. He's a beautiful Tinker colt."
Shadow cuddled her foal, happy that he was conscious. "Bandit?" She whispered in his ear, hoping he would wake up.
Her only answer was a whuffle and a slight movement of his hoof.