The joys of death ((Heriem))

[Critter]

Zalizarus walked into the middle of Battle Creek. He stopped and looked behind him. "Are you alright back there HHeriem?"

[Lacee Kay]

^{Heriem walked up behind him. Yeah I'm fine. The weight of the foal is really starting to slow me down. She stopped beside him and scanned the terra. I guess I'll just hang out here until the foal is born. By the look of her swollen barrel, would be any time now.}

[Critter]

"It's free of muddles." He paused "Well, live Muddles." He snickered and settled down into a lay near a tree. "You should really lie down." Zalizarus said. It was one of the few times in his life he had ever cared about someone other than himself.

[Lacee Kay]

Heriem nodded. She lied down next to him and sighed. I hope the foal comes soon. She rolled over on her side and closed her eyes, enjoying the shade from the tree.

[Critter]

"It will come sooner than you think." He said yawning. He placed his neck gently over hers and closed his eyes. His head was reeling with thoughts of his children. 2 mares were awaiting there foals and they were both his. He wanted a colt. He would be dissappointed if it wasn't.

[Lacee Kay]

Heriem flinched when a dead tree branch snapped. Yeah. Just.....never......um..... She hesitated a little bit. Never had a foal before.. Her old family had many mares have foals, but it always looked painful. Hopefully it isn't as painful as it looks.. She winced at the thought.

[Critter]

Zalizarus nuzzled her stomach. "It won't be as bad as you think." He said simply. He listened to the dead of the night and sighed softly. "It will be fine.." He said again, reassuring himself more than Heriem this time. He had never seen a foal born before. He never bothered to stick around when the mares were about to give birth.

[Lacee Kay]

A sudden kick made her sit bolt upright. Another sharp pain confirmed it. The foal is coming. She struggled to her feet and took a few staggered steps before looking back to him. I will be back. You know where to find me. Heriem walked toward the foaling grounds. If you want to come. Though it hurt, she took off at a canter.

[Critter]

Zalizarus stood there for a few moments. He felt a rush of adrenaline as he galloped off behind her. He was determined not to let her give birth on her own. This time would be different. He would be a better dad.