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My little Coryza is nothing like her loving and sweet mother She is a true devil with a mind of her own. I love her spice

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Florence had taken the little Intensity foal under her wings, since the foal wasn't quite happy with her mother. She was drinking from her and she was protected by her, but she was really a foal that wanted things to discover. The little filly was born in the winter. It was cold that night and the Frostdall staff was ready to go to bed since the stable work was done and it was late. But the mother of the little filly was telling them she was giving birth. Her screams sounded around the stable and Florence promised everybody to stay with her mare. Florence had raised her, so she was going to stay while her foal was going to be born.
Not many hours later the filly was born. She was named Coryza, which means Cold in Latin. It points to the fact that it was cold that night. And since Coryza carried the ice element it also suited her.

Now in the present Florence tries to train her little Coryza. She is pretty, but also pretty nasty. She kickes, she jumps and she bites. Florence took her out for a stroll. But halfway Coryza decided she was tired. She just dropped herself on the ground, not wanting to put a step further.
''Oh come on Coryza! Don't be so stubborn,'' Florence sighed and kneeled down to the filly. The filly snorred, but not in a friendly way. She was pointing out what she wanted. And that was returning home. It reminded Florence to Coryza's mother, who was in fact friendly and wanted to walk. But Coryza was not sweet or like her mother at all. She was may be more like her father, more like a real Starquine. At least in her behavior. Her body was a real Dalitano foal, which made the cross so interesting.
''You're not willing to work with me huh?'' Florence smiled and stood up again. She tried to pull the filly up with her. But it only looked more angry, her ears pinned back while she growled a bit. The foal hated Florence. She hated the fact she was taken away from her mother. Even when Coryza runned away from her mother on her own a lot. But that decision was made by herself.

''Ok, stay here then. I can wait aaaall day.'' Florence smilled and let herself down in the snow again. Ignoring the fact that it was cold. Afterall it was in her blood. Also in Coryza's but yeah.. she wouldn't hold it for long.
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Art made by me.
No references used.
Design Coryza made by *Thoroughbreds4Me

Description
This is a sort of similar to:

My little Coryza is nothing like her loving and sweet mother She is a true devil with a mind of her own. I love her spice

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Florence had taken the little Intensity foal under her wings, since the foal wasn't quite happy with her mother. She was drinking from her and she was protected by her, but she was really a foal that wanted things to discover. The little filly was born in the winter. It was cold that night and the Frostdall staff was ready to go to bed since the stable work was done and it was late. But the mother of the little filly was telling them she was giving birth. Her screams sounded around the stable and Florence promised everybody to stay with her mare. Florence had raised her, so she was going to stay while her foal was going to be born.
Not many hours later the filly was born. She was named Coryza, which means Cold in Latin. It points to the fact that it was cold that night. And since Coryza carried the ice element it also suited her.

Now in the present Florence tries to train her little Coryza. She is pretty, but also pretty nasty. She kickes, she jumps and she bites. Florence took her out for a stroll. But halfway Coryza decided she was tired. She just dropped herself on the ground, not wanting to put a step further.
''Oh come on Coryza! Don't be so stubborn,'' Florence sighed and kneeled down to the filly. The filly snorred, but not in a friendly way. She was pointing out what she wanted. And that was returning home. It reminded Florence to Coryza's mother, who was in fact friendly and wanted to walk. But Coryza was not sweet or like her mother at all. She was may be more like her father, more like a real Starquine. At least in her behavior. Her body was a real Dalitano foal, which made the cross so interesting.
''You're not willing to work with me huh?'' Florence smiled and stood up again. She tried to pull the filly up with her. But it only looked more angry, her ears pinned back while she growled a bit. The foal hated Florence. She hated the fact she was taken away from her mother. Even when Coryza runned away from her mother on her own a lot. But that decision was made by herself.

''Ok, stay here then. I can wait aaaall day.'' Florence smilled and let herself down in the snow again. Ignoring the fact that it was cold. Afterall it was in her blood. Also in Coryza's but yeah.. she wouldn't hold it for long.
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Art made by me.
No references used.
Design Coryza made by *Thoroughbreds4Me