Sleepy Fox Hollow pumice

Colosseum’s ears swiveled forward as he caught sight of Selenia. The sharpness of winter hung in the air, but it softened against her presence, her belly rounding with the telltale promise of new life. He moved toward her with clomping steps, large frame commanding but his approach gentle. For her.

Reaching her, he extended his neck, brushing his velvety muzzle against her nape. He breathed her in, catching the mingling scents of mare and foal. A low rumble of acknowledgment escaped him, a sound of greeting and curiosity.

His deep gaze dropped briefly to her belly, noting the subtle movement beneath her skin. Almost there, I'd reckon, he murmured, his voice calm and warm, what was their daddy like? His eyes returned to hers, a flicker of teasing curiosity tempered by genuine interest.