Brora

It had not been easy.

Loose ground, rocks, ditches, slippery moss and upturned roots all had met Brora's tiny little hooves. They seemed to grab at her, position themselves in front of her as she closely followed the white crow.

The white crow. Although she knew nothing of the world, Brora knew she must follow the white crow. She must follow the moon bird. Primal survival instinct raked at the chocolate filly's throat and bowels; she was deathly hungry and thirsty. Her body was all bones and skin, slowly wasting away.

Once more she landed a hoof wrongly on a slope, and slid downwards on her knees a good 4 yards. Calling out in a drawled baw, Brora's small frame was stopped by level ground. She hit it hard and rolled a few times and landed on her back. Dazed, but not hurt, she looked up at the sky through the bits of the trees and between her hooves in midair. It would've beena site to behold if anyone walked upon her now, but her mind had not been stimulated since birth, and because of that, she was a tad slow and knew not the slick, hot feeling of shame.

Rolling onto her side, she layed there and looked about her for the maternal crow. What she saw surprisingly didn't alarm her. The vastness of the valley and the mountains about her mildly reminded her of her home. Awe did strike her when she saw many animals far away congregating around together. The stench of dog made its way to her, but she had become dull to the scent since she had spent many nights in their clearing. Wolves were as much kin to her as other horses.

She layed there, not knowing why she didn't want to get up. She began to call for Chenoa, placing her small muzzle in the air, crying haneously. Mo< A sorry sight now, if the filly's body was trained and toned, and her mind stimulated and challenged, she could easily surpass the strength and intelligence of her home herd and maybe one day go back and establish some fear.

name
brora

age
eight weeks

gender
female

breed
mustang

description
she is petite, but will fill out and grow strong. abandoned because of her size, brora is alone. still very young, she speaks nothing. very impressionable.

harem
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offspring
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