A Jewel Encrusted Love (for BOB)

[Aaloka Ahilya]

The night was dark and eerie as the lone mare feebly picked her away through the forest, desperately searching for the Garden of Plenty. Many times she was told it was one of the most beautiful place on Earth and that was where she planned to give birth to her final child. Stumbling under the weight of her swollen barrel, the mare finally fell through the tree line into the Garden. With twinkling eyes, she began to wander. Already she was feeling rejuvenated. She chose the perfect spot beneath a willow tree and lie down. She knew it was time for her to give birth to her last foal. Grunting from the pain in her womb, she rolled onto her side and let her body do the rest.
When it was all done, she sat up and reached her neck around to search her newborn. A filly lay sprawled at her back side covered in the sac. The mare stood up and quickly began to lick her clean, her time running out. Her body ached all over and blood still flowed freely from her rear. She urged the red filly to stand and take the drink of life before her own life was taken. When the filly was finished, the mare sank to the ground with a huff and watched her baby.
"Jewel.." she said as she compared her to a ruby. Nickering softly to her young foal, her last light dimmed and lay still beneath the waning moon and sagging willow.

Jewel stood on the edge of a little clear lake. The sun was high in the sky and beating down upon her, it rays dancing across her deep crimson pelt and playing in her bloody colored locks. She stood perfectly still, like a statue, as the slight breeze blew around her making her mane and tail sail against her build. She lifted her nose to the air and watched a monarch butterfly tease her. It was start to flutter towards her nose and then it would dash away only to come back and repeat. She was growing frustrated. With a grunt, she tossed her head and tried to bop it away but failed.

Cursing under her breath, she turned and began to stalk away towards the other end of the mini lake. She wanted to get a drink in the part of the lake she deemed cleaner. She picked her way easily through the dry banks of sand. Her little hooves left small imprints in the fine particles as she went. She came to the side she lowered her elegant, dish-shaped head to the surface and let her fuzzy lips rest upon it. They parted and she immediately felt the cool water rush past and scorch her thirst as it ran down her throat. She elevated her slender neck when finished and gaze longingly around her.

Jewel had been here all her life and was the only horse she had ever come across. She felt alone and abandoned by her own brethren. Many other animals passed through like deer and tiny critters, but it wasn't enough to please her. She wanted to find the others, but did not know how to leave the Garden. With an aching and angry sigh, Jewel just decided she would wait here until they came to her.
https://horseisland.rpg-board.net/t7809-dirty-foot-work-aka-dance#204166 (her bio i advise you to read it. has a pic too)