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((Time skip: 5 months))

*Bullet thundered across the warm plains, sunlight dancing about he and his growing herd. New foals pattered alongside their dams, small hooves stamping the soft short grass quietly like April showers. Clouds floated pleasantly along the horizon and drifted along up in the blue sky like sailboats gliding across placid lakes. Dasher stood grazing in the pasture, her coat glittering as gold often does. A shrill little filly sat in a heap next to her, with legs that ran for miles and a head so defined it could only become more beautiful over time. She held her new shape nicely for only being hours old and her frame was only complimented by a beautiful golden red-brown. A star and a snip accented her face, and four white stocking defined her legs, she sniffed at the grasses before her, her ears pricked, wondering about the fallen robin chick that sat blinking, occassionally flapping it's small wings.*

*Bullet slowed for a moment and trained his ears behind him, listening to the distant sounds, after a few seconds he turned his head and slid to a halt, spinning on his heels and charging behnd his herd, as he slowed past the last mare he rounded them up and waited for the approaching mare, teeth bared and ears flat, his muscles tense and his hooves ready.*

You've caused me enough trouble, go bother someone else. I know for a fact theres a haughty young stallion to the herd back behind you.

*Seth stepped outside as a carriage pulled up beside the house, from the driver's seat David jumped onto the dusty sideroad and carefully helped Jane down. In her arms she held close a bundle of baby in a pastel dress and fresh white stockings, black shining shoes on it's feet. The child began to fuss and Jane hurried into the house, stepping into her old bedroom just off the den to nurse the young babe.*

She's beautiful, David. Congradulations.

*Seth gave a firm pat on David's back, the two feeling more like brothers than aquaintences.*

So how's the new apartment working out for you?

I'd rather be livin out here again. But Jane just loves it. She's been swept away by this new craze of city living.

(I'm really sorry everyone. : S )

Whiskey trotted briskly around the pasture fence, holding his head high, ears pricked forward, eyes wide, collected, his hooves high off the ground, as a man with light brown hair stood in the middle of the pasture following Whiskey around with a halter trying to catch him. "C'mon Whiskey! Stop it." He said. Whiskey snorted and side-stepped closer to the fence, pressing against it. Stoping, his ears changed direction and turned, doing a cemi-circle before trotting off to the other side and soon changing his lead quickly to a gallop, his hooves thuddereing beneath him. "NO!" The man yelled. "WHISKEY!" Whiskey snorted, his ears trained up on the fence ahead of him. Collecting himself, he ready himself for the jump. Before you knew it he was up over it. Touching the ground, he bolted towards the dirrection he smelt Moon, bolting across the plains, his tail whipping against his neck.

Whiskey tossed his head and whinnied finally glad he found Moon. He slowed down to a trot once he could see Moon coming.

Whiskey snorted and held his head high, collecting himself. "Same here. How have you've been?"