Froma pushed the gate open, and whistled to the 5 horse that were near the fence. They whinnied in excitement before cantering over to her. Froma was in the pen where the mares with foals or mothers-to-be were held. Miss Thunder, a cherry bay colored mare that would foal in several months, stood out from her mother and three siblings. Froma had paid quite a bit of money to get this breeding, 1000 equus, and hoped for a marvelous foal. She knew she wouldn't be dissapointed though. Miss Thunder's daughter, Miss Intervention, had shown much promise, and had quite high genetic levels. Golden Lights and Dangerous Magic, Black twin Colt yearlings that had the most potential out of all the horses on the farm, pushed past their mother and sisters, eager for treats that they knew Froma had. "That's my good boys," Froma crooned as she fed them their fresh carrots. The elder, Mrs. Lightning, was Froma's first horse, the Matriarch and "Founder" of Froma's stock, she was now 21 years old. A graceful, pure white thoroughbred, who produced beautiful colts every time she was bred, slowly trotted up to Froma Her newest addition to the farm, a Dark Bay Filly named Christmas Blizzard, ambled along by her side. Froma stroked the mares nose, and smiled at the young filly's high spirits. The filly wasn't going to be bred, her genetics weren't as good as most of her siblings, so Froma had hoped to train her for Racing and other Competitions. Froma patted Mrs. Lightning, thinking of her many beautiful foals. Tornado's Wrath, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bird, Miss Thunder, Clouds of Fire, Dangerous Magic, Golden Lights, and Christmas Blizzard. All Beautiful. Graceful. Froma smiled to herself, deep in thought about Mrs. Lightning's foals. She smiled at Mrs. Lightning before saying, "That's my girl, That's my girl."
(Pleaser do the poll, I will update names as soon as I find out if the foal is a filly or a colt)