In Celebration of a Hundred.

by Karrakaz

89. Foal

It was finally here. The day he would finally become a stallion! Rumble suppressed a squeal of glee and raced down the stairs as soon as his alarm clock reached 08:00.

The family had gotten up early and were all there to congratulate him.

“Congratulations, sport.” “Happy birthday, little brother.”

Laughing he hugged his father and brother in turn.

His mother had different plans. She made him squirm as she planted a kiss on his cheeks and then gave him a photo album which read: ‘No matter how big you grow, you’ll always be my little foal.’

“Moooo-ooom~!”

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