A new fire begins.

[Lacee Kay]

<sup>Heriem ran a good half-mile before collapsing on the ground. She sides were soaked with sweat and her breathing became ragged. The pain became more intense the longer she laid there...

A FEW MINUTES LATER..

Heriem lifted her head and nickered. A high pitched whinny answered. An identical black filly was laying by her side. Filly. Yes. Zalizarus had wanted a colt. Ah well. She could turn out to be a great fire mare. Hello little one. Your father better get here soon.</sup>

[Critter]

Zalizarus had taken off at a gallop behind her. He had hoped he didn't miss anything, but than again he had stopped a few minutes back to interrogate a water male. He huffed and puffed as he walked slowly up to the mare and foal. "Filly or Colt Heriem?" He looked down at the little foal. It was pure black, just like him and Heriem.

((Who will RP the foal?))

[Lacee Kay]

^{Heriem looked up. It's a filly. She went back to licking the foal to warm her up. The little filly started to squirm to get up. She fumbled around a bit trying to gain her balance. Once or twice she tumbled over, but she never gave up. Come on little one. Time to get up. Heriem stayed laying down, still not recovered from giving birth.}