Blacksen

When I was born  I ittmeditley felt the rough tounge of my mother licking me. I stood up and suckled her. My dappled gray coat shone in the barn light. I could see the next stall over it was another mare Pepper and her new born foal Lolly-Pop. Soon a human child named Sarah and her parents Mark and Janice soon walked into the stall. "Daddy look Ruby had her foal", Sarah pointed at me and my mother Ruby. "Okay honey you can name the foal". Mark told her. And soon I found out my name was storm