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[DuckyGurl]

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Oh, I guess.
The foal just whimpered and looked up at her with startlingly blue eyes, unseeing until she turned her head.

Aspen smiled, and nuzzled him. "Nurse dear." She said, letting him suckle.

SHE felt around a bit, then turned her head and suckled.

 

[chickendiva25]

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(Oooh, this colt just doesn't want to die!

Not that I want him to though.)

Claire snuggled him, and wrapped her warm sweater around him to keep him warm.

The colt made soft noises in his sleep, and woke up smiling. He knew she would always be his mommy.

Claire giggled quietly, and held him closer, burying her face in his little mane. "Where's your mommy little one?" She asked.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Aspen smiled, and nuzzled him. "Nurse dear." She said, letting him suckle.

SHE felt around a bit, then turned her head and suckled.

Oh, sorry!

(Is the filly blind?)

Aspen smiled at Americus while the filly suckled. "What shall we name them?" She asked softly.

 

[DuckLover179]

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The colt made soft noises in his sleep, and woke up smiling. He knew she would always be his mommy.

Claire giggled quietly, and held him closer, burying her face in his little mane. "Where's your mommy little one?" She asked.

The colt motioned towards her, and laid his head in her lap.

 

[DuckyGurl]

HAlf-way. Her left eye is milky white.
She suckled hungrily.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Ahh, okay.

Aspen let her nurse for 10 minutes or so, then gently nudged her away, and cuddled her.

 

[DuckyGurl]

She cuddled back, gently.

 

[chickendiva25]

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Claire giggled quietly, and held him closer, burying her face in his little mane. "Where's your mommy little one?" She asked.

The colt motioned towards her, and laid his head in her lap.

Claire wondered what that meant, but pet the back of his neck slowly, thinking of a decent name to call him.

(What does he look like?)

 

[equinehugger3]

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He LIVED?! ya

But Aspen and Americus aren't gonna own him.

Okay!

 

[DuckLover179]

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The colt motioned towards her, and laid his head in her lap.

Claire wondered what that meant, but pet the back of his neck slowly, thinking of a decent name to call him.

(What does he look like?)

(Black with white hocks.)

The colt sneezed, and slowly closed his eyes again.