Today was better. I can talk without feeling my stomach is going to split in half. I might actually feel up to standing today.... or at least try to. Last night Jimber snuck into my stall, and cuddled with me. He kissed me goodnight and quietly pranced back into his stall.
Amber seems really worried about me. She neighs when she's not in the stable near me, and when she is, she'll make sure I'm ok. She has a good soul, like her mom.
Although I'm in pain, I'm actually pretty bored. I mean, all I'm doing all day is laying there, motionless, staring at hay that I can't eat. I want to get out there, jump, go for a joy ride, anything but this.
I adjust my head slightly on my hay pillow, and close my eyes, trying to ignore the jabbing pain.
I frolic in the pasture, close by Jimber. The others do the same. Then, emerging from the young herd of foals, is my son. A strong grey stallion, with black mane and light blue streaks. He has a star in the middle of his face, and soft green eyes. He trots up to me.
"Hey mom!" he calls. "Watch me!" He then starts doing combination of jumping and dressage. A prance there, a hop there. It was a stupid thing to watch, but I found pride and joy in my son. My son.
I awaken, startled but amused. Before, the only reason I had to live was of Jimber and Zoey. But now I had another reason. To make that dream come true. Excited, I get to my feet, and immediately regret it. My stomach lurches, and it feels like a million ten feet needles are stabbing me. But I ignore it.
"Jimber." I say. He turns his head.
"Pepper! Your standing!" He cries out.
"Yes." I respond. "Yes."
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FanfictionLove is in the air at Horseland Stables. Everyone seems to be in love, except for lonesome Pepper. Everybody has a mate: Scarlet and Aztec, Sunburst and Button, Chili and Calypso. The only other stallion at the stable is old Jimber, and although Pe...
