Post by silly on Aug 20, 2006 16:41:14 GMT -5
Laylee turned on her flashlight and crept into the barn to see Evie. When she reached the mare's stall, she saw that the foal had been born! Laylee sighed happily as she looked at the foal. She is so cute! exclaimed Laylee. Evie turned her head and snorted a warning. It's o.k., Evie. I'm not gonna hurt your baby, Laylee soothed. Evie tossed her head and turned away. Laylee looked at the little chestnut foal, studying hard. I'll name you Ember, baby, said Laylee as she looked at the filly. Feeling happy, Laylee slept in an empty stall that night before turning them into the mare and foal pasture the next morning.
