.:.Touch Her...:.

Aaron was doing his nightly rounds when he passed by their newest member, the wild mare known as Shooter. He knew she was fine, but by the small snores coming from her stall, he was a bit confused and had to take a look.

There was Shooter, a giant next to a small foal. His eyes went wide in surprise. How on earth had that foal gotten in there - especially how had it ended up here, when the stable he knew it lived at was... well quite a bit away.

He pulled out his phone to call SOS, knowing the foal was theirs, when he noticed Shooter's eyes open. His initial reaction was, did someone give her a potion? Then he realized she seemed to be telling him something.

"Touch my foal. And your balls will be my midnight snack."
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moral of the story... don't fuck with Shooter in the middle of the night with "her foal"

LOL

no, Shooter didn't actually have a baby

she's 'adopting' (I use that term very loosely LOL) SOS' Freya 4409.

p.s. I know Freya would technically be older than Shooter, but my idea of Nordy breedings is that the breeding in planned, but until the mare is ready for baby making it doesn't happen x'D idk just my weird way of how breedings work >_>'

Freya: *SorrelOrchardStables
Shooter + Art: *earthquakern