Resonance (a Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron fic)

Disc.: Disney will always own this production of a very popular book series, and I will always own none of it…just fics like this one will always be mine, as well as any events hereinto the fic.

A/N: Free time for writing fics these days is almost nonexistent for me these days, and for that I apologize to all those who love my writing and expect more from me…this time, it's a Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron fic with a twist, the mare Rain will be genderbent into her male counterpart Raineth! This was a joint idea from me and a very nice reviewer called The Thirteenth Ghost, for you I write this story!

Summary: Set during the movie, Spirit investigates a light that turns out to be humans stationed near his herd. He manages to get them away from the humans only to end up their captive, when he escapes he ends up meeting the love of his life…will he stay with him, or go back home to be with his mother and family?

*"Talking"

*'Thoughts/Memories'

*'Song Lyrics' (if I choose to include any in the story)

*"(Talking around humans)"

Ch.1- Birth

The sun was starting to set over the mountain line, the ever immobile peaks of stone shielding the light from direct contact with the eyes of the Cimarron Herd and keeping them from being blinded by the warm rays. The herd was fairly small, only about 20 or so wild horses that ranged from blondes to bays, to grays and even dun coated horses. They were currently keeping their distance from a lone Palamino mare named Esperanza, she was the current leader of the herd and was filling in for her long gone mate Strider. The reason they were staying away but also stood close by was because she was currently in labor.

Her labored and deep breathing came out in short bursts through clenched teeth and flaring nostrils, the foal being pushed towards the birth canal so it could come out into the world. She threw her head back and let out pained whimpers followed by agonizing whinnies that denoted the pain of childbirth, every mare present knew that pain as they watched with anxious eyes and hitched breaths. After another hour of pushing and whinnying, Esperanza felt her foal slide out of her body and heard it touch the grass beneath their bodies. The rest of the heard began whinnying and neighing in celebration, a new life had joined their herd…the foal was a colt, with a golden bronze coat and dark brown-grey leggings. He had a stripe running down his back the same color as his leggings, and that same color combination was on his muzzle and the tips of his ears as his gold-amber eyes began coming into focus. He looked over when he heard Esperanza speak to him, her voice tired from labor but happy that her son was healthy.

"Over here, little one."

The colt looked at the mare that'd called out to him, his vision becoming clear as he stared into the brown eyes of the mare that'd called him to her attention…a wide smile settling onto his face as he let out a small whinny of delight.

"M-mama?"

"That's right, my little one…I am your mother Esperanza, and your name from today onward shall be Spirit."

Spirit let out a small sound of pure elation as Esperanza began licking him clean, the love between mother and child becoming strong as she also nipped his bangs playfully. After cleaning him up, the mare stood up on shaky legs and began walking towards a hill to eat some grass. Spirit watched his mother get up and walk off, his own legs automatically standing him up as he struggled to find his footing. After a few minutes and a few tumbles into the soft grass beneath equally soft hooves, Spirit was finally able to catch up to his mother grazing nearby.

The young colt was also hungry, and when he looked at his mother's underbelly he noticed a whitish, sweet smelling substance forming at the base of a nipple. He took it between his lips to try the liquid and found that he liked it, the action surprising Esperanza as she felt her foal latch onto the nipple and start suckling, a smile of pride appearing as she watched him drink his fill and then turn to her with a milk splatter on his lips as a bubble popped when he exhaled, a grin settling onto his face as the mare nuzzled her son happily.

(Elsewhere in a village far away)

A grey stallion with a black mane was watching his mate give birth to their foal, the sandy brown paint mare looking at him with a pained expression. The stallion nuzzled her, his eyes growing wide with anticipation as she pushed once again to bring their baby into the world.

"Come on Aila, you can do it…I'm right here, so push my love and bring our child into the world!"

Aila looked at her mate tiredly, she'd been in labor for nearly 10 hours and she was only now coming close to getting the foal out of her belly. She whimpered and neighed as she pushed again with all of her might, the stallion once more nuzzling her as a sign of comfort.

"Come on my love, one more push should do it."

Aila nodded and with one final burst of energy, pushed her foal out onto the soft dirt beneath them. She looked down at the child before her eyes rolled back in pure exhaustion, she felt like all her energy was gone as she couldn't even open her eyes to look at her son. She instead spoke to her mate wearily, he knew that she was extremely weak and would soon pass on to the heavens. He didn't want her to leave but this was the way of the world.

"Hidalgo, my love…please, look after our son in my stead…his name is Raineth, take care of him and love him enough for both of us." Aila said as she let her final breath leave her tired body. Hidalgo looked down at his dead mate and cried softly, then turned his light brown eyes to look at his son Raineth.

The colt was a paint like Aila, he was white and a dark brown that reminded one of tree bark in summer. His eyes opened and his vision cleared to reveal irises of grey-green that reminded one of a fog being lifted from a field of soft spring grass, Hidalgo tearing up at seeing his son nuzzle his dead mother. The colt then turned to the large grey stallion looking at him with eyes full of tears, his own eyes shimmering in confusion as he tried speaking to the older stallion in a broken child-like voice.

"What's w-wrong wi-ith m-m-mama?"

Hidalgo leaned down and gently nuzzled his son as he did his best to explain what happened and why she would never awaken again.

"I'm afraid that…your mother's gone, she cannot be with us anymore. From now on, I will look after you for I am your father, my son. Your name is the one your mother gave you before her departure from this world, your name is Raineth…let us go now, for it will do no good to linger around those who cannot be revived in the flesh."

Raineth got up on shaky legs and followed slowly after the grey stallion who was his father, his eyes filled with tears that fell into the grass as they both walked away from Aila's body and into the Lakota village.

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T.B.C.- Here's the first chapter, hope it's to my reader's liking…I decided to do a time skip for the next chapter based on a horse's actual age range when compared to a human's, so Spirit and Raineth will both be around 21 or so when they first meet. I sincerely hope that helps people to waylay any fears about the horses being too old or too young or whatever…until then, see ya'll later!