It was a cold, spring night at Horseland Stables, as a loud neigh broke through the silent night air. A black Arabian Mare named, Scarlet, was about to give birth to her and Aztec's foal. Will was kneeling beside Scarlet and stroked her sweaty neck. "Come on girl, your almost done, push!" He told her, as the foal's head made its way out. "Push, girl, you can do it!" And with one, final push the foal finally made its way into the world. Will looked at the newborn foal closely. "It's a boy," He said, "Good girl," He told the mare as she looked over at her son. He resembled his father with his brown coat and white muzzle, but he also looked like his mother, with his black mane and tail with red streaks running through them. The colt looked up at his mother, who was smiling down at him. He whinnied and tried to get up on to his feet. He could not keep his balance on his wobbly legs however, and fell down into the bedding. Scarlet nuzzled her colt and urged him to try again. He rose up again and almost had it, but his knees gave out on him. The colt was not to be discouraged however, and he tried it again. He finally was able to stand on his own by his third try. Scarlet nickered to him and pointed him to her belly. The colt walked over to his mother's side and was able to find his food source. He eagerly drank from his mother's teats, as Will watched from outside the stall door. "He's a mighty nice colt, Scarlet," He said. "I will leave you two alone now, "The blond teenager left the barn and headed back towards the house to get some sleep. "Is it a boy, Scarlet?" the piebald mare, Button, asked. "Yes, it's a colt," She whinnied softly to her friend. "What does he look like?" Aztec asked curiously and eagerly. "He looks just like you, Aztec, "Scarlet told him. "But he has my black mane and tail with red streaks in them," All of her friends were smiling at her, but none of them were more happier than the Kiger Mustang, who was grinning widely. "You have done such a great job, honey," Aztec whinnied to the Arabian. "Thank you, dear," Scarlet nickered back to her mate. The Arabian looked over at her newborn foal, who was yawning widely. "Time to go to bed, young one," She said as she got to her knees and the colt followed her example. The colt closed his eyes and buried his head into his mother's should. Scarlet smiled at her son, before sleep overtook her too. The barn was quiet for the rest of the night, as mother and son slept peacefully in their stall, wondering what tomorrow what bring.