1"Spirit II: Loving, But Not Being Loved."
A/N: I know that leader's usually impregnante all of the mares, but please bare with me. A stallion (in this story) only does that with his mate.
Before Spirit was taken by the wranglers, he had a close friend named Fire. Fire, during Spirit's absence, realizes that she loves him and hopes he comes home. But then Spirit comes home with Rain, head over heels in love. Fire starts to distance her self, and becomes kind of stalkerish. (Horses will talk now! No just Spirit voice over) R&R! (Sort of hin Fire POV, but not in first person.)
If anyone knows Spirit's mother's name, PLEASE tell me!
Chapter One: A Broken Promise.
"I'm glad to be back," smiled Spirit, "I hope you all missed me as much as I missed you all."
"Of course we did!" called his mother. Fire nodded, smiling up at him, but her mind was wondering who the mare beside him was, and shifted her weight from the left side of her body to her right. Spirit walked over to his mother, that mare was following him. Fire trotted over to him, straining to smile.
"Spirit!" she nuzzled him, and he back to her.
"Fire! Oh, introductions. Mother, Rain. Rain, mother. Rain, Fire. Fire, Rain," he smiled.
"So, what brings you hear Rain?" she asked, hoping she sounded polite. She was about the same age as herself and Spirit, and she hoped it wasn't competition for his mate and the Top Mare of the pack.
"Oh, Spirit brought me," she smiled up at him. Fire surveyed her. She was about the same height as herself, both of them being slightly shorter then Spirit. She was built, pretty, interesting markings. Herself, she was a bay with white around her eyes, on the tip of her ears, and a large spot on her hindquarters. 'Nothing to look at compared to her,'she thought gloomily.
"Yes, and on the way here, I asked her to be my mate," he nuzzled her, licking her cheek.
Fire's mouth opened wide, but she quickly shut it. Spirit's mother looked over at her, giving her a stricken look, then looked back at Spirit with a weak smile. "That's wonderful, Spirit. I'm glad your happy."
"I am," he answered lightly, looking over at Rain again.
Fire cleared her throat. "Um, Spirit? Do you think, maybe, we could talk later, by ourselves? When it's convenient for you of course, leader."
"Please, spare me the formalities. You never said them before."
"I felt closer to you before you left," she said quietly, walking away to the edge of the group by herself. Spirit was clearly confused, but choose to figure it out later.
"Actually, Spirit, since we'll be married tomorrow most likely now that we're here, I need to talk to you too," Rain said, clearly giddy.
Spirit's mother needed no more clues. "I'll be over there if you need me," she said kindly, her head bobbing toward her close group of friends.
"Thanks mom." his mother jogged over, away from the couple.
"So, what do we need to talk about?"
"I, um, I want little ones running around."
Spirit looked around, "Little one's /are/ running around."
Rain laughed, nudging him gently. "No, Spirit! I meant, I want little one's /of our own/ running around." Spirit was in a trance for a moment, before jumping up and down excitedly.
"Of course! Of course! Our own little colt or filly!" he laughed, licking her on the cheek.
Rain leaned over and whispered, "Tonight," and laughed at the look of astonishment on his face.
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"Fire?" Spirit asked softly, though he still startled her, and she jumped up slightly.
"Oh, Spirit."
"You wanted to talk?"
"Ummmm, I don't know how to say this..."
"MOMMY!" a colt cried, running to Fire's side. She pinned her ears back, looking down at her.
"Not right now, Misty, mommy needs to talk to Spirit." The colt looked up at Spirit, staring for a moment, then took off toward the group. Fire turned to Spirit. "Sorry about that, but Misty's who I need to talk about to you."
"Yes?" he asked, now curious.
"Well, you see, before you left, remember....and yeah. Misty's yours." Spirit's mouth hung open and foreboding.
"Misty's my... my daughter?" he said in airy awe. "Oh no, oh no! You can't tell Rain, or anyone else it's mine. I mean, I want to be married to Rain!"
"It? How dare you! And plus, you don't even remember your promise, do you? That we would always be together and that the next summer we'd be wed. We were so close to our wedding date when you disappeared, Spirit. Do you know how heartbroken I was?"
"But I'm in love with Rain," he said quietly and desperately. Fire's bottom lip trembled a bit, and as hard as she tried, a tear ran down her cheek.
"Fine. Misty nor anyone else will know you impregnated me. She will just think that her father that I told her about, the strong, brave one that I knew would come back, is not coming back," she turned then added, "because he hasn't and never will, apparently." Spirit felt his heart being crushed, and rushed to her and licked her tear away. Fire looked at him with hopeful eyes, but he shook his head sadly.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, "We should go back over there. They'll be wondering." He walked slowly to the group, Fire slightly behind him, trying to regain herself.