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"How old is she?" he asked. "You're hardly more than a foal yourself, Layla, so surely she's too young to breed!"
"I'm four now. She's almost a yearling. Two-legs are cruel..." She muttered.
"Guess I was here longer than I thought," Macon muttered. "They're horrible," he agreed sadly, "but there's nothing we can really do about it."