(*Player cracks knuckles* Okay, here's the big post... well... you get what I mean...)

\Paper thins continue to flare as virago feels the contractions become closer and closer. After a few more minutes, she finally decides. It is time to push. Pixy begins to push hard, some sweat forming upon her moonwashed canvas. The pain hurt her more than her past, more than all the fights she had been through to survive. A half hour later the infant is finally out. Dove then turns her attention to the foal that lays near her. Mug is lowered as she begins to clean it, whickers of greeting 'mitting from her. She had finally brought the new life into the world. And she was proud to know it was hers./

Foal Stats
\Genre/
Filla
\Age/
Newborn
\Hue of pelt/
Alablaser
\Breed/
Arabian
\Possible Name/
Simple And Clean
\Picture/
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