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 Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 5:55 pm
He was very startled when the basket lid came flying off, the sun temporarily blinding him. He whinnied in surprise, and was promptly bonked on the head by a warm, squishy, fuzzy object.
One wing reached up to rub on his head as the basket lid moved back into place, his poor eyes still seeing spots from the sudden brightness that had hit him. He sniffed at the furry object, and since it smelled of that sticky warm stuff, he began to nibble and eventually chew on it with his sharp baby fangs. It was crunchy, but it had a taste all of its own that he enjoyed immensely. In fact.. he wanted more. But the furry thing had been eaten, and he rested against the bottom of the basket, snuggling himself between the wicker and his wings, which were blocking the sunlight from hitting his face. His eyes had long since closed (he quickly learned that closing them helped the spots go away), and he was starting to get drowsy off such a yummy meal. Perhaps the screeching mare and Plague would hush long enough so he, his sisters, and Moma, could get some sleep.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 5:58 pm
Still grinning, he shook his head. "Dia, Dia, Dia... under nourishing and over educating? I don't give the foals more than another week or two to survive."
Turning around and beginning to once again leave the clearing, he cocked his head back and laughed. "Of course, that's as long as they don't choke on the bones you just gave them..."
Chuckling to himself, he wandered away from the small group, once again giving Dia time to think to herself while he went on and did as he pleased. He'd be back to watch them... things were far too interesting to not keep an eye on things.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 6:03 pm
"Shows how much YOU know!" she shouted after him, stomping one hoof against the ground, dangerously close to the striped basket. She snorted once again, and dark pink eyes watched him slowly leave.
It wasn't until he was clearly out of her vision that she began to wonder to herself what the consequences would be should a bone find itself lodged in one of the three foal's throats.
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