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[claythistleberry-blog]

(Art Credits: Myself, do not use without asking or crediting)

Clay walks out to the stable, apple in hand as his eyes look towards Berry's stall. The dapple palomino mare was pacing around and shaking her mane out before pawing in a bit of discomfort. Clay drops the apple in his hand to the dirt covered stones below as he runs to her. He begins to check her hooves and then her belly and neck as a stable hand comes over. 'Easy! She isn't hurting. She is just restless.' Clay lifts his head to look at the man with a wary gaze. The man, in turn, laughs a bit. 'She got out with that draft stallion the farmer by the gate keeps here from time to time.' This clearly didn't register in Clay's mind if the look on his face was anything to go by. The stable hand sighs. 'You know how babies are.....oh never mind. You'll figure it out soon enough if you don't know.' At this Clay suddenly goes pale and looks at Berry, shaking hands reaching out to pet her cream-colored mane. The hand lets out a hearty laugh as he watches. 'Stable master said he caught 'em. He had been meaning to tell you about it but hadn't seen you out here.' Clay lets out a small sigh as he pat's Berry's side, getting a nip to the thigh as his reward. Berry snorts and paws more, her hoof going through the hay to scrape at the dirt below. The hand who hadn't given his name grabs a rope and tosses it to Clay. 'Take her out to the empty field. I'll make sure no one else boards the field for now.' The red-haired lad nods and slips the rope around Berry's head, making a makeshift halter before pushing the stall door open and leading her out. The mare bucks and tosses her head about, all but dragging him toward the green grass she clearly saw. Once through the gate the lad unties her and lets her bolt off into the field. She bucks, kicks and rears to her heart's content before finally laying down carefully in a sun-warmed patch of grass. She begins to roll and twist, itching her hide and turning herself a nice shade of light green among the cream gold of her coat. She rolls over twice before standing up and shaking her self off, her tail swishing away flies that got to close. Clay moves over to her as she nickers to him, ear perked forward. Berry begins to nudge his tunic looking for her treat. Clay shakes his head and puts his hands on his hips. The mare snorts and raises her head to chew his hair instead. Clay pushes her away with a small silent laugh his eyes looking around the field a bit. In the next field over was the large light bay draft stallion that she had escaped with. He stares at it for a bit before staring at Berry. She was part draft, a mixed breed but tall to some extent, just not as tall as the other horse. The lad rubs his forehead to clear his thoughts on the matter. A whistle catches his attention and he turns to look at the stable hand who was walking towards him. 'I'll lend you a horse when she gets too round to ride. It will take a couple of months still but you'll need another horse for a bit. ' Clay nods and gives the man a small smile. This was going to be a new experience for better or for worse.

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