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"Wow! Four baskets!?" A males voice chimed over all the others. "You two were busy." It joked, in an odd tone, the foal didn't quiet understand.

"Blessed by the gods." Came a sweet sounding, female, voice. "Oh, I do envy you."

The Complements and congratulations came almost all at once. The foal was having a hard time sleeping with all the noise. For a moment everything went silent.

"He's here." "It's him." "Congratulations sir." The voices were all quiet, but full of praise. The foal shifted in his basket quietly. He sniffed and listened closely for a sign of who had just arrived. A strange new sent filled his nose as the other neared.

"Love." A familiar voice cooed at the new presence. He'd come to recognize it as his mothers voice and the scent that went with it. "Your father is here." She whispered to the baskets.

"They're here." A smooth voice replied calmly. "Four of them. A blessing inde--" The voice paused. The foal was a bit saddened. He was entranced by the males voice, and wanted him to keep talking. "This one." The voice was right above him, and made him jump slightly. "There are markings." The voice didn't sound pleased. "A bad omen."

'Omen'? What is omen? The foal listened for some hint. But before the conversation could continue an urgent voice cut through.

"Sir! It's them!" The male was out of breath, and panted in between panicked words. "The black stallions fro-- *pant* from over the mountain! They've made their move. *pant* Sir. *pant* They've already taken out our sentries." He paused to catch his breath, and added in a hushed tone, "They're led by their new elder."

"Get the females, and young ones aw--" His fathers voice was cut off by a loud and strange crackling voice.

"So you're slut finally gave birth? Too bad they won't live past their first day in this world!" It roared maniacally. Then in a calmer voice it called out, "Take no prisoners!" Followed by a cascade of loud, savage yelling. The foal didn't like it at all. Something was wrong.

"Ma'am, we must get all of you out of here." Came the sweet voice from earlier. She smelled just as sweet as she sounded. But it was suddenly mixed with something else. A coppery smell. He heard his mother scream, and he jerked when sudden weight on his basket caused the lid to cave in, and he was suddenly pinned. Forced to listen to the shouts and screams, as water leaked through his lid onto him. I started out warm, but was getting cold fast. He wanted to struggle, but couldn't bring himself to move, while all the screaming came from every direction.



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Everything had been quiet for a long time. The foal was cold, wet, trapped, and very hungry. He lightly tapped the side of his basket, and was surprised when his hoof went through it suddenly. It had been weakened from being crushed from the top. He struggled forward for a long time, with a few brakes in between. When he took a moment to breath, he looked at all that lay around him. Black stallions speckled the ground, surrounded by a lot of, once white, mares and stallions. Three other baskets trampled beyond saving. Everything was covered in a dark crimson goo. The same sticky goo that reeked and stuck to him; was all over the ground. He looked back at the basket he'd worked himself free from. The sweet female from before, had fallen on it. Her head still rested on it. He looked around quickly. He could not hear his mother, or anything really, in the silence. Nor could he smell her over all the metallic scents in the air. As he looked around, his eyes fell on something. Something large and white. He made his way towards it.

It was a male, but he was different. He was very large compared to all the others. His mane and tail were much longer. And most notably, no red covered his coat, and he smelled very familiar. "Father?" The foal called quietly to him. There was no response. His fathers words echoed in his mind. 'A bad omen.' "Bad?" He whispered. "I was bad? I did this?" Tears welled to the the surface. "I'm sorry father. I didn't mean to do this." He cried. "I'm sorry!" He bolted away, too ashamed at what he'd caused...