The Heart of a Mustang
Chapter 1
The Birth of a Foal
Disclaimer: I don't own Spirit, but I do own my original characters. Leave them alone!
AN: Hey everyone! I'm Bagelbug and this is my first fanfic. My wonderful cousin Sugarhorse got me hooked on this site, and she's also helping me by uploading all my stories and being my beta. So, read and enjoy! All reviews are welcomed and appreciated. Thanks!
As Rain gently nipped Spirit's hair, she looked deep into his dark brown eyes and saw pure love. Spirit whinnied softly and nipped her back. She was carrying their love in a small, yet joyfully figure in the depths of her abdomen. Overwhelmed with happiness, Sprit threw his head back and neighed loudly. His jet-black hair waving in the wind as he gathered up his herd, to lead them to the lake where they would take there baths and drinks.
Rain caught up with the herd and followed them to the lakes edge. Rain had always wanted to be a mother. She loved the little fillies and colts that lived in the Cimmeron herd, and had always been a fine babysitter for the other mares. Her heart was full of love and joy for the unborn foal already. She trotted down with her herd to enjoy the coolness of the lake.
As Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months, the tiny figure inside Rain's stomach began to grow increasingly. Though Rains tiny foal inside her began to bring happiness to the herd, she was not the only one who was carrying a gift of love. Nita, Sterling, Aine, and Lorna were all carrying the sons and daughters of their lead stallion, Spirit. All of who would have their foals in the same time range as Rain. But Rain waited patiently for her mercal to arrive.
With each passing day, Rain's belly would sore and sometimes she would not be able to go long distances without a short break. She would feel the kick of her foal at points and would whinny with glee. When the sun burses though the night sky, rain opened her eyes gently, trying to get her eyes used to the suns light .She shook her buttermilk mane and headed toward Sterling and the other mares who where grazing just beyond the shady trees.
" Hey Rain" Sterling said smiling. She threw her head back, trying to get her dusty grey hair away from her eyes. "Did you just get up?" She asked.
" Yea, I like to sleep until the sun comes up" Rain admitted. She smiled at her herd members and started to graze with them. Her grazing was shortly interrupted when she heard Spirit calling her. She ran over to him as quickly as she could and asked him what was the matter.
" Take the herd, and lead them to lake. Make sure you don't leave there until I come back," Spirit said with a stern look.
Rain looked at him with worry and asked " Why Spirit, where are you going? What's going on?
" There is another stallion in are territory, and I gotta go take care of him." Her replied with a look of anger in his deep brown eyes. Her snorted and reared up. With that he took off at full speed. Rain watched him in the distance go until his small figure
disappeared just beyond the Cimmeron territory. As lead mare, she had to pull herself away from her emotions and lead the herd to the lake.
Her oversized belly was bothering her in most irritating way possible. It was preventing her from running her fastest to lead the herd to the safety of the lake. She snorted and threw her head back to try and keep her mind off of the irritation.
Once the herd was safely in the area of the lake, Rain suddenly felt a sudden and horrible burst of pain in her stomach. She had never felt such a pain in her life and could hardly stand it.
She called to Lorna as loud as she could. She couldn't stand for much longer and she needed to hurry. She snorted over and over again
She looked at Lorna's light brown eyes and said " Lorna, you watch over the herd...for now." She took a deep a painful breath and added " I'm going to foal, and I can wait any longer."
"Ok, good luck" Lorna said overwhelmed. Then she turned around and hurried back to the lake. Rain, on the other hand went the in different direction, to a secure and private place to give birth. After 5 minutes of painful walking, she finally laid down.
She breathed heavily over and over again. She wanted the pain to stop more then anything in the world. So she stared to push with all her might. Her body was tired, but she wanted the pain to go away. With that she pushed again and she neighed out of pain. But something in her head keep saying "its almost over, keep going!" She listened to the voice and with one last great push, she no more pain. She turned on her side to see a wet and slimy foal at her side. The foal opened its eyes and sniffed the air for its first time. Rain smiled and started to lick the foal. She saw that she was the same color as her father, and had the same build has him. She had the same jet-black mane too, as well as his eyes. But she had no stockings up her legs, unlike her father. She had inherited but one thing of her mother, which was a black marking that went down her face and onto her muzzle. She looked at her mother with wonder and whinnied softly.
With a smiled Rain got up and encouraged her newborn filly to get up. The foal tried with great effort to stand but stumbled into the ground. Rain watched her try over and over again while thinking of a name for her daughter. After many attempts to get up, the tiny foal got up and whinnied at her mom. Rain smiled at nudged her foal as she found the perfect name for her daughter. Liberty, daughter of Spirit.