Chances roll away from me

Anann Kelevra · 04-08-2011, 09:12 PM

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In the passing weeks Anann had been spending more and more time within the walls of the stables. Alder and Ever took care of the majority of the responsibilities that the stables required and so her presence was not as needed as it had once been. Simply it was on the one place within the pack lands where she felt that should be herself. Keese had never gotten on well with horses. Even the most docile of the beasts seemed to lack tolerance for the silver male. Anatoliy too, seldom ever ventured to the stables and so it was now her sanctuary, her place of peace. Though oddly enough it was also devoid of Rem. Not unlike Anann herself, the stallion too, had slowly been disconnecting himself from those that he held most dear. Neither of them wished to give Keese any leverage against them.

Though that was hardly the only reason she lingered around the stables so frequently. Lumière's time was drawing near. Anann had been watching for the subtle signs of her progressing pregnancy for it was hard to tell exactly when she had conceived and even then the timing could vary by a moon. Her milk had come on strong in the past few days, a sure sign that she would be ready to foal any day now. Anann's only concern was that the foal might be rather large, considering the sire. There was always the risk of other issues along the way, though Anann thought it best to keep the mind clear of such worries. So meandered around the stables, doing what small tasks she could find to fill the time.

Anann was not the only one to be watching over Lumière and it brought a smile to her face to see him setting in front of the stall, reading one of the books that Heath had left behind. The boy had a way with the creatures. Something Anann had noted since she and Rem had first met him as a pup. She would glance down the aisle occasionally, just to see if the mare's status had changed. The constant drumming of rain enough to muffle out the sounds of the stables. When she saw the masked, young man standing in the aisle, no longer setting and studying his book. "Is it time?" She asked, for Alder understood the horses in a way which even she did not.

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