'Bree, are you okay?' Thunderbird looked at his mate. The old grey mare shook her head.
'No, I feel..... I need some time alone..' The mare turned and bolted off through the trees. She came out onto a rocky path, breaking down into tears. She was dying. Suddenly, she saw a ghost before her.
'Daddy?' She gasped, getting up on her shaky legs. The stallion smiled, but said nothing. Maybe he couldn't speak? Bree walked towards him. The stallion nuzzled her, but began to fade away. Was it a hallucination? Who knows.
'I'll be with you soon' She coughed, stumbling backwards onto the grass.
(PART 2 COMING SOON!)
My poor girl D:
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