The Demographicological Delusional Dividends of Prizren Collections

Zubi's Haunted Autumn Breeding Ratings : SSS and color rarity of 305

Day three of Horse Eden Eventing : The Near Leopards Challenge : 

As Z strode over to her brand new filly, Zubi whinnied in a friendly demeanour, her conformation shone over her near leopard coat markings against the bay frame she acquired through her parents genetics and careful breeding plans.

Stroking Zubi's muzzle, Z sighed, "I'm glad you're here to keep me busy," she muttered and hugged into her fillies withers. A year old, she was just the right height to place her head onto her withers at her own leisure. 

She took out a damaged letter from her work coat as she glared at her sister, knocking at the window saying that dinner was out.

"Z, dinners out, get away from that filly or you'll not be able to see her again, if that's all you care about. After all the things I do for you."

Z stuck her tounge out in response and gave Zubi a friendly pat, stamping her right hind foot in annoyance at Lilac's remark as her ears drew back at the sound of her sisters cold voice, giving a content nicker and blew cold air from a kind nuzzle from a warm nostril into Z's ear and swished her tails as if to say she understood. "Just go, I can wait." She seem to respond in agony.

"Oh Zubi, she can wait. Guess what I have for you." She pulled off an apple from the blossom tree she planted over a year ago. Hey you can pick them off yourself now if you wanted." she reprised and gave a hearty laugh as Zubi nickered a friendly thank you and raised her half eaten apple Z's own as if to say, here you go, you can have the rest of it.

"Hahaha, no Zubi, you have it," she mused, ripping open the letter with her none ridden aetheric finger. "Look what I have, your breeding ratings." she whispered as Zubi relaxed her withers, and finished off the apple Z had given her, the sound of her sisters tense voice had interrupted their bonding session, Zubi's kind words, massages and green fingers always calmed her down.

"The breeding ratings have come through from Posite," she whispered, leaving Zubi to munch on her apple. She sighed in content as the sound of her munching in her ear calmed her thriving anxiety, wondering if she'd get wrong for showing Zubi her newly acquired ratings she'd ordered from the Horse Eden breed approvals. "ooooo....just what we need," she admired. Zubi never flinched whilst she jumped up and down in excitement, swishing her tail against a fly as it nipped her flank,  as she grazed and gorged on the long grass, upsetting the flies as they seeped the late morning due for their own daily reprises. 

"Z I told you once, I'm not going to tell you again," Z glared as she continued to read from the breed approval she gained. "Feck off," she whispered. "I'm coming. Horses can't wait and neither can you by the sounds of it."

"I heard that."

"Oh yeah, now you heard that," she whispered back, blowing a frustrated raspberry. 

Nodding towards the neighbour, who walked in an anxious, although loving demeanour, humming away happily as he trimmed down the apple blossom that surrounded the garden fence. Panting as he watched Zamazulika walk towards the window pane glass as Lilac, her estranged sister, slammed open the window. "You ok?" he nodded towards Zubi. "You two have really took to each other," he mused, stroking Zubi's neck as he wondered towards her accepting the fillies grace as she trotted over to the worried pair.

" Z, I told you dinn...oh hi you, I just told Z to get her dinner," she gave an unkind glance towards her sister in response. "The things I do for her eh," she glared. 

"Hmmmm....what we having." Zamazulika responded, giving a heart apology to Zeden, who'd wondered over to admire the pairs antics and see if they'd had any more word on their breeding approval she'd told him about the previous day.