Hoshor Plains shale

"oh, goodness," ouch! "i hope so," selenia gritted as the foal rolled again! but then her babe was quieting, tucking knobby knees back into folded place. "i can't imagine being pregnant any longer than that."

eating, lying down, even the occasional roll for scratching and pleasure had become awkward and cumbersome. 

she was ready for it to be over, though tenderly she reached to lip at her own flank. "you said she," selenia said suddenly, looking back at fancy. "how do you know?" her leadmare had no shortage of wisdom, and she was quite intrigued.