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The panic on Sebastian's face did not help Hadley at all. Here he was with his daughter and a mate that was too far away to care for said daughter, and no milk to give her. Another whine escaped, this one higher pitched in volume. Hadley growled a little, moving further into the room as he straightened up. There had to be something he could give her! Ismeme's at the grave. I have no idea about the others, and we definitely do not have cows.
There had to be a solution. His mind raced, picturing possible sources of milk before settling on his mare, Blessing. Her foal Bella had been weaned just a short time ago, but the mare still had milk. Signalling for Sebastian to follow him Hadley left the room, strong steps crossing. He didn't take notice of others that might be in his way, aiming for the barn. Getting the milk would be more of a problem, but that was what Sebastian would be coming along for.
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