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Now I'm jumping back to the current part of the story; where we had acquired Pinya, Moran is healed and two foals are on the way! Also I would die to get a little gray fox 0.0

Stallion ID: Moran (#42)

In response to: Fox
Art features: Moran (#42) , Tallulah #243, Brune #245, Kynlin, Pinya #593,
Story features: Moran (#42) , Tallulah #243, Brune #245, Kynlin, Pinya #593,
Word Count: 327 words

Aging: -
Healing: Brune 1/3, Moran 1/1
Pregnancy: Brune 2/3, Tallulah 1/3,
Captured: -
Mare Steal: -
MS Pregnancy: -
Destination of Bachelor: -

Items you are using: -
Companion Animals: -
Members that own outside horses: -

Rolls: Normal Rolls

Other notes: Nya is on pregnancy prevention to Moran

Story:
The past week had been anxiety-ridden, but Pinya was finally coming down from it. Pinya was normally a clingy person, those she loved she stuck by. But this stretch of solitude had changed that. Tallulah was kind, giving her plenty of space and directing the eager little fillies away when they were too eager. Moran seemed to have no problems keeping his distance. Surprisingly, he hardly looked her way and when he did it was usually over her at the perimeter. Moran typically hovered around Tallulah, and was only diverted when Kynlin came running in to get him to play. Tallulah would pin her ears at the hyper little pinto. Moran would simply sidestep and continue on, unfazed.

On this particular day, the wind chilled to the bone on this high plain but the dewey grass kept them. It was a lazy morning, everyone was conserving body heat as they slowly grazed. Tallulah grazed in step with Pinya, the two mares very compatiable companions. As usual, Kynlin could only be limited to grazing for so long, for she turned to her dear friend Brune and the two erupted in mock-fights. Brune hardly knew how to counter, but her size and weight made great fun for Kynlin. Her squeals rang out as the two rough-housed. Tallulah snapped at the pair when Kynlin nearly collided with her. The younger girls moved away and resumed their 'intense' battle. Pinya was distracted by this when she heard a guttural sound from Moran, and she flinched and wheeled to face him, heart-racing. But he was no where near her. In fact he was turned away, slowly lowering himself to the ground with a grunt. He slowly lowered his head to rest his chin on the icy ground. Tallulah feigned ignorance of Pinya's little scare, but Pinya knew better. She was STILL on edge. And she didn't think she'd be comfortable until she saw his reaction with her once she had her foal.

Description

Now I'm jumping back to the current part of the story; where we had acquired Pinya, Moran is healed and two foals are on the way! Also I would die to get a little gray fox 0.0

Stallion ID: Moran (#42)

In response to: Fox
Art features: Moran (#42) , Tallulah #243, Brune #245, Kynlin, Pinya #593,
Story features: Moran (#42) , Tallulah #243, Brune #245, Kynlin, Pinya #593,
Word Count: 327 words

Aging: -
Healing: Brune 1/3, Moran 1/1
Pregnancy: Brune 2/3, Tallulah 1/3,
Captured: -
Mare Steal: -
MS Pregnancy: -
Destination of Bachelor: -

Items you are using: -
Companion Animals: -
Members that own outside horses: -

Rolls: Normal Rolls

Other notes: Nya is on pregnancy prevention to Moran

Story:
The past week had been anxiety-ridden, but Pinya was finally coming down from it. Pinya was normally a clingy person, those she loved she stuck by. But this stretch of solitude had changed that. Tallulah was kind, giving her plenty of space and directing the eager little fillies away when they were too eager. Moran seemed to have no problems keeping his distance. Surprisingly, he hardly looked her way and when he did it was usually over her at the perimeter. Moran typically hovered around Tallulah, and was only diverted when Kynlin came running in to get him to play. Tallulah would pin her ears at the hyper little pinto. Moran would simply sidestep and continue on, unfazed.

On this particular day, the wind chilled to the bone on this high plain but the dewey grass kept them. It was a lazy morning, everyone was conserving body heat as they slowly grazed. Tallulah grazed in step with Pinya, the two mares very compatiable companions. As usual, Kynlin could only be limited to grazing for so long, for she turned to her dear friend Brune and the two erupted in mock-fights. Brune hardly knew how to counter, but her size and weight made great fun for Kynlin. Her squeals rang out as the two rough-housed. Tallulah snapped at the pair when Kynlin nearly collided with her. The younger girls moved away and resumed their 'intense' battle. Pinya was distracted by this when she heard a guttural sound from Moran, and she flinched and wheeled to face him, heart-racing. But he was no where near her. In fact he was turned away, slowly lowering himself to the ground with a grunt. He slowly lowered his head to rest his chin on the icy ground. Tallulah feigned ignorance of Pinya's little scare, but Pinya knew better. She was STILL on edge. And she didn't think she'd be comfortable until she saw his reaction with her once she had her foal.