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  We walked for a while then we settled down to rest "Texas" I asked "yea" he replied "what did Duke mean by she needs a better stallion if she is gonna have a good foal?" I asked. Texas faced me "Umm Foaling season is coming up and I umm I want to be the father of the first foal you have" he said shyly I stared at him in shock. "Umm can I be the father of your first foal?" he asked quietly. I broke my silence how could I have been so blind that's why they were fighting! "Yea, of course you can Texas" I said "Thanks Spirit" he said as he licked my nose once more,I stood up, Texas did the same. Once it was over I fell asleep in the trampled grass while Texas stood over me as usual. 

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