Post by Shadow on Oct 23, 2007 8:40:56 GMT -5
Irezu slowly walked into the terra specifically set aside for the birthing of young ones. She rested often, doing her best to conserve her strength for the labour that she was certain was ahead of her. Though she had never foaled before, she'd known of others who had and had witnessed one birthing that had gone terribly wrong. The memory sent shivers of fear down the Arab's spine, but she forcefully shoved it down, refusing to allow fear a foothold in her. She'd been careful to rest frequently since the foal had begun developing. There was little chance of anything wrong happening.