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"Mom?" Gemma stopped and listened for the sound of Layla's grazing. "Do you know where Aspen is?"
 
"Just wanted to know," she explained. "I couldn't hear her." Some part of her was disappointed. She and Aspen had been close in foalhood, but now she hardly saw anything of her surrogate sister.
 
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"She just had a foal..." Layla sighed, nuzzling Gemma. "I will need to teach you to graze without seeing. For now, you need to nurse dear." Layla said sternly.
 
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"She just had a foal..." Layla sighed, nuzzling Gemma. "I will need to teach you to graze without seeing. For now, you need to nurse dear." Layla said sternly.

(ooo, really? She and . . . what was his name, Americus?)

Politely Gemma suckled for a moment, but the taste was not as welcome as it used to be, and she stopped as soon as she could. "Grazing?" she wondered aloud to herself.
 
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"She just had a foal..." Layla sighed, nuzzling Gemma. "I will need to teach you to graze without seeing. For now, you need to nurse dear." Layla said sternly.

(ooo, really? She and . . . what was his name, Americus?)

Politely Gemma suckled for a moment, but the taste was not as welcome as it used to be, and she stopped as soon as she could. "Grazing?" she wondered aloud to herself.

(Yup!)

"Yes. Go back to nursing, then I'll tell you more." Layla said simply.
 
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(ooo, really? She and . . . what was his name, Americus?)

Politely Gemma suckled for a moment, but the taste was not as welcome as it used to be, and she stopped as soon as she could. "Grazing?" she wondered aloud to herself.

(Yup!)

"Yes. Go back to nursing, then I'll tell you more." Layla said simply.

With a sigh, she tried again, but though her stomach grumbled painfully against her empty ribs, she couldn't take another sip. "I'm sorry, mommy," she shook her head in confusion. "It's just . . . milk doesn't taste good anymore."
 
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(Yup!)

"Yes. Go back to nursing, then I'll tell you more." Layla said simply.

With a sigh, she tried again, but though her stomach grumbled painfully against her empty ribs, she couldn't take another sip. "I'm sorry, mommy," she shook her head in confusion. "It's just . . . milk doesn't taste good anymore."

Layla frowned, then sighed. "Chew some grass with your teeth, then swallow. If you feel something sharp on your muzzle, come tell me and I'll help you. You still have to follow me, okay?" She said sternly.
 
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With a sigh, she tried again, but though her stomach grumbled painfully against her empty ribs, she couldn't take another sip. "I'm sorry, mommy," she shook her head in confusion. "It's just . . . milk doesn't taste good anymore."

Layla frowned, then sighed. "Chew some grass with your teeth, then swallow. If you feel something sharp on your muzzle, come tell me and I'll help you. You still have to follow me, okay?" She said sternly.

"Oh, that's what that sound is," Gemma said excitedly. She'd heard a ripping sound coming from the ground where Layla would walk, and now she realized exactly what it was. Cautiously, she bent her head towards her hooves until she felt her muzzle brush something soft that tickled her muzzle. Tentatively, she took a bite.
 
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Layla frowned, then sighed. "Chew some grass with your teeth, then swallow. If you feel something sharp on your muzzle, come tell me and I'll help you. You still have to follow me, okay?" She said sternly.

"Oh, that's what that sound is," Gemma said excitedly. She'd heard a ripping sound coming from the ground where Layla would walk, and now she realized exactly what it was. Cautiously, she bent her head towards her hooves until she felt her muzzle brush something soft that tickled her muzzle. Tentatively, she took a bite.

A silent tear rolled down Layla's cheek. She was sad her foal had grown so fast. "Good." She sighed.

A colt wandered under Gemma.
 
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