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Here's a little comic and story about Monty's birth I've had this done for a long time but was too lazy to type out all the story but now here it is and you get to see the little dragon's birth as well as Princess and Spice's reunion. I hope you like it!

Horses pictured here:
B-359 Aspice Et Inferni
B-452 Ridiculam Paulo Princeps
E-156 Regem ad Radices Montis

Story time~
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It was a cool, crisp, early spring morning when Princess' water broke. She had birthed foals before so she was calm and walked quietly away from the rest of the herd to a lone tree on a hill on the other end of the pasture. Spice had said he would be there when she birthed her child but, not much to her surprise, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. She had tried to just loose hope, he was dead probably, the wound became infected or they couldn't get his organs back into where they were supposed to belong. But still, through her attempts to doubt, she hoped with ever will of her body to see him today. Maybe he was running late, there was no way for him to honestly know the exact moment she was going to have a baby so it made sense but she still wanted to wait on him.
The foal inside of her was fighting to be born, she could feel his tiny soft hooves wiggling as he squirmed into the perfect birthing position. She held back, debating if she should wait on him or go ahead and insure her foal has plenty of oxygen. The answer was obvious, with sweat slowly seeping through her fine fur she groaned and pushed and pushed, she hurt so bad but her hormones had so much control over her that all she could think to do was get the baby out. She laid down in the grass under the tree and then stood back up and repeated the process many times. During birth she was the most vulnerable that she could be, she was in pain and she could hardly move let alone defend herself. She was fighting hard not to make noise but a pained scream was able to pass her lips. Mid scream she heard just what she feared, footsteps coming from behind her. Fear crept into her as she turned her head quickly to the source of the sound. It was a horse, her love, the same handsome stallion she had only minutes ago thought dead. He was walking towards her, head carried high as always but when he got up close to her he lowered it to sniff her, "Princess..." He said softly, "Is everything okay?"
Princess smiled a weak, sweet smile up at him, she was so happy to see him that she was almost in shock. Her heart was fluttering happily at the sight of him again but that didn't cover up the pain and struggle of birth she was experiencing, "Yes, my love." She groaned softly as she pushed again.
Spice smiled with pity for her pain and nuzzled her cheek gently with his muzzle, "I've missed you." He said softly, "More than you can imagine."
"Please..." Princess closed her eyes as his mouth touched her cheek, "Don't lea-" She held her breath to keep from screaming as a wave of stabbing pain struck into her abdomen.
He could see she was hurting badly and figured it best if she was given space, "I will leave you to some peace." He said in almost a whisper as he backed away to stand a short distance off in the grass. Exactly the opposite of what Princess wanted him to do.
The moment he left, Princess felt like a part of her was now gone. She closed her eyes tightly and resumed focusing on her labor, the foal's legs were already nearly dangling out of her so it wasn't long before she pushed hard enough to feel the foal leave her body. Exhausted she laid there on the dirt, panting until she wearily lifted her head back up to see a small, wet foal sprawled out on the ground behind her. Smiling, she got up and began to clean her beautiful child.
Spice walked back up when he saw her get up, "Wow." He breathed out.
Princess smiled again, so tired but so proud, she gave the foal one last lick on the forehead, "It's a boy." she said happily, lifting her head up so she could take in the surroundings.
The foal was colored very much like his mother except his fuzzy little newborn mane was an auburn color where hers was blonde and instead of a mask decorated like a skull spread across his face he had a dark brown patch that covered the entire head. He blinked his dazed dark wine colored eyes and looked around at the trees, his mother, the grass, and the strange other horse beside him. He was weaker than her first foal and took a good fifteen minutes to stand successfully and even then he required her help. This worried her deeply but Spice gently pressed his muzzle to her still large belly reassuringly. "You did amazing, Love." He smiled softly and kissed her cheek.
"He's amazing..." She murmured as she gently nudged the colt to nurse, "Regem ad Radices Montis." She stated as he began suckling.
"The king under the mountain." Spice nodded his head approvingly, "A noble choice, my lady."
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Words: 847

Sorry it was so long!!!! >.<

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Art by me

Description
Here's a little comic and story about Monty's birth I've had this done for a long time but was too lazy to type out all the story but now here it is and you get to see the little dragon's birth as well as Princess and Spice's reunion. I hope you like it!

Horses pictured here:
B-359 Aspice Et Inferni
B-452 Ridiculam Paulo Princeps
E-156 Regem ad Radices Montis

Story time~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was a cool, crisp, early spring morning when Princess' water broke. She had birthed foals before so she was calm and walked quietly away from the rest of the herd to a lone tree on a hill on the other end of the pasture. Spice had said he would be there when she birthed her child but, not much to her surprise, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. She had tried to just loose hope, he was dead probably, the wound became infected or they couldn't get his organs back into where they were supposed to belong. But still, through her attempts to doubt, she hoped with ever will of her body to see him today. Maybe he was running late, there was no way for him to honestly know the exact moment she was going to have a baby so it made sense but she still wanted to wait on him.
The foal inside of her was fighting to be born, she could feel his tiny soft hooves wiggling as he squirmed into the perfect birthing position. She held back, debating if she should wait on him or go ahead and insure her foal has plenty of oxygen. The answer was obvious, with sweat slowly seeping through her fine fur she groaned and pushed and pushed, she hurt so bad but her hormones had so much control over her that all she could think to do was get the baby out. She laid down in the grass under the tree and then stood back up and repeated the process many times. During birth she was the most vulnerable that she could be, she was in pain and she could hardly move let alone defend herself. She was fighting hard not to make noise but a pained scream was able to pass her lips. Mid scream she heard just what she feared, footsteps coming from behind her. Fear crept into her as she turned her head quickly to the source of the sound. It was a horse, her love, the same handsome stallion she had only minutes ago thought dead. He was walking towards her, head carried high as always but when he got up close to her he lowered it to sniff her, "Princess..." He said softly, "Is everything okay?"
Princess smiled a weak, sweet smile up at him, she was so happy to see him that she was almost in shock. Her heart was fluttering happily at the sight of him again but that didn't cover up the pain and struggle of birth she was experiencing, "Yes, my love." She groaned softly as she pushed again.
Spice smiled with pity for her pain and nuzzled her cheek gently with his muzzle, "I've missed you." He said softly, "More than you can imagine."
"Please..." Princess closed her eyes as his mouth touched her cheek, "Don't lea-" She held her breath to keep from screaming as a wave of stabbing pain struck into her abdomen.
He could see she was hurting badly and figured it best if she was given space, "I will leave you to some peace." He said in almost a whisper as he backed away to stand a short distance off in the grass. Exactly the opposite of what Princess wanted him to do.
The moment he left, Princess felt like a part of her was now gone. She closed her eyes tightly and resumed focusing on her labor, the foal's legs were already nearly dangling out of her so it wasn't long before she pushed hard enough to feel the foal leave her body. Exhausted she laid there on the dirt, panting until she wearily lifted her head back up to see a small, wet foal sprawled out on the ground behind her. Smiling, she got up and began to clean her beautiful child.
Spice walked back up when he saw her get up, "Wow." He breathed out.
Princess smiled again, so tired but so proud, she gave the foal one last lick on the forehead, "It's a boy." she said happily, lifting her head up so she could take in the surroundings.
The foal was colored very much like his mother except his fuzzy little newborn mane was an auburn color where hers was blonde and instead of a mask decorated like a skull spread across his face he had a dark brown patch that covered the entire head. He blinked his dazed dark wine colored eyes and looked around at the trees, his mother, the grass, and the strange other horse beside him. He was weaker than her first foal and took a good fifteen minutes to stand successfully and even then he required her help. This worried her deeply but Spice gently pressed his muzzle to her still large belly reassuringly. "You did amazing, Love." He smiled softly and kissed her cheek.
"He's amazing..." She murmured as she gently nudged the colt to nurse, "Regem ad Radices Montis." She stated as he began suckling.
"The king under the mountain." Spice nodded his head approvingly, "A noble choice, my lady."
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Words: 847

Sorry it was so long!!!! >.<

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Art by me