Doginurheart

I sat with mama in the fields, I watched her coat glint in the light as the golden tones of her fur helped me find her as she grazed but I decided to bounce around yet I started to notice her attention wasn’t on me that didn’t seem important until I saw her pause to look up so I followed suit, my ears raising as I heard dogs barking which my brain put the pieces together before I did that it was hunters leaving me to try combat the shaking in my legs to chase mama because I didn’t want to get left alone since I knew not being in the herd meant I would be the prey for those humans, my legs ached yet that soreness felt like nothing as I felt my fetlock hit something cold then the blood started to seep down into my fur, I went to jerk back but then I heard the “Don’t.” So my eyes looked behind me because it wasn’t like you’d exactly ignore a voice telling you no when you were in a barbed wire, I saw the black fur of her before I fully processed her being there behind me slowly starting to approach me which her mane was scruffy enough I recognised her as one of those mustangs I heard mama talking about, she tugged the wire off me gently so when I pulled my leg away I didn’t see too much blood as she licked it but I still had to ask “Where’s mama? Who are you?” She stiffened at that which I felt a little squirmy as her eyes met mine with that cold sympathy “Your mother isn’t coming back, you’ll stick with me for now, I’m your protector.” I didn’t quite believe her, nobody would when they heard something like that “But mama wouldn’t leave me behind!” My voice was squeakier than I remembered it being which that almost got under my coat as much as the way she softly stated “She did, no mare leaves a foal behind in a full gallop without turning back unless they plan to use that foal as bait.” It took a moment until I heard my own voice yet I swore I didn’t use it “Oh.” She looked at me, pressing her muzzle between my ears to guide me so I’d walk beside her a distant part of me recognised the way she kept me almost under her legs as a way to guard me like how the other mares in my herd used to when their foals got injured while the rest of me was still stuck in the shock of realising what mama did and I think she started to notice that because she nuzzled into my forelock to groom me, it didn’t feel fully real when my brain was still caught on noticing that mama had never really paid attention to me now she had just left so easily it seemed like I wasn’t even her foal until I felt that short nip to my ear “Hey.” I perked my ears up, glancing back at her while she spoke “I know it hurts, you have to keep moving though.” Her words were like a trigger as I saw my legs moving before I even started the process of doing that myself however part of me knew she didn’t mean my fetlock she meant my mind yet I still kept walking until we eventually reached fields with warm soft grass covering rolling hills, she moved forward before I did and it clicked that this was my new home now so I got comfortable in the grass letting it swallow me whole the same way I let my mind pace back and forth against my skull realising that I had a new mama, a kinder one who’d keep me safe despite this home not having fences to guard us just the warmth of bodies with the cold hard surface of hooves as defence against predators despite that this place felt safer than my old home used to feel, I got to lay down here knowing I was watched and this time I wouldn’t get left behind in a chase again so now I could see the way her black coat swallowed the sun against it which even if she lacked my white markings or copper tones I felt like I had more resemblance with her than the mare that had birthed me.

I mean mines healing up and I dunno if it’ll last but I got the others.. does this make me a male main character now??

ILL GET THEM THE TOMATOES WONT GET U

You’re haunting me with this