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Dawn got up and trotted over. "Hi," She whinied softly to aspen. "Whats wrong?"

"The two-legs are making me have a foal..." She sighed, motioning to Americus.

"You poor thing!!" She said laying down next to her and set her head on her back. "Its ok, whats your name?"

 

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"The two-legs are making me have a foal..." She sighed, motioning to Americus.

"You poor thing!!" She said laying down next to her and set her head on her back. "Its ok, whats your name?"​

"Aspen. You are?" She asked softly.

 

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"You poor thing!!" She said laying down next to her and set her head on her back. "Its ok, whats your name?"

"Aspen. You are?" She asked softly.

"Im Dawn," She said. "How old are you? How can they make you? I wont stand for it," She stood up and looked Murderous.

 

[DuckLover179]

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"Aspen. You are?" She asked softly.

"Im Dawn," She said. "How old are you? How can they make you? I wont stand for it," She stood up and looked Murderous.​

"I'm a yearling. Well, they made him. They would either kill him, or make me have a foal..." She sighed. "I'm due today..".

 

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Rocket grazed next to her.

Aspen cried quietly.

"Goodness... Poor Aspen," Belle whispered, tears in her eyes.

 

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Rocket grazed next to her.

Aspen cried quietly.

"Goodness... Poor Aspen," Belle whispered, tears in her eyes.

Rocket nuzzled her. "I know..." He sighed.

 

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"Aspen?" Americus tentitively stepped toward her. He wanted to help her; to make her see he wasn't the monster that the two-legs made him.

 

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"y-yeah?" She said quietly.

 

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"Goodness... Poor Aspen," Belle whispered, tears in her eyes.

Rocket nuzzled her. "I know..." He sighed.

Belle muzzled him back gently, still deep in thought. "I... I feel like it's my fault..." She said softly.

 

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Rocket nuzzled her. "I know..." He sighed.

Belle muzzled him back gently, still deep in thought. "I... I feel like it's my fault..." She said softly.

"Why?!" He asked.