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Dude you gotta chill
Get the vacuum.
Depending on how much room there is Iād crawl in there wearing a horrifying mask and making demonic sounds, snatch the foals and leave.
Sheās gonna pathetically follow me out to save her foals or sheās staying under and shit herself to death, but either way Iāll have two new toys.
Now this takes me back.
This one has always struck me as particularly real in its tragic situation. Even in urban areas wild animals or stray cats will sometimes try cornering themselves anywhere warm and sheltered to give birth, and be very hard to move.
Move they will, in the end, because obviously their instincts tell them to carry on surviving. But of course fluffies are shit at self-preservation and really bad at determining when hugging and begging wonāt fix things.
Is she impaled on something?
The thing on the left looks like some kind of horn going into its ass
Trying to get her to move by poking her with a broom.
Ah, I see it now
This one is soo sad. Shadysmarty did a great job conveying the mareās terror and despair.
And really, given the number of abusers in the fluffy world, Iām not sure her fear is that unreasonable.
The sad face on the white one. So simplistic, yet so cute.
Good eye, I hadnāt really noticed that. The foal is sad, but not terrifiedāfrom the body language and the way it is looking right at the broom, I think its more resigned than anythingālike the classic āthousand yard stareā of soldiers whoāve seen too much.
The āstareā is disturbing enough in adults, in children its horrifying. Iāve seen pictures of kids living in warzones who have the āstareā; this foal has basically the same look, and its even sadder in some ways than the motherās terror.
Fluffies are also bad at surviving these situations given that they werenāt designed to live in the wild let alone giving birth in a hole in the ground.
I hope most fluffies who traspass for nesting die like that, āhiddingā from people. Of course, itās gonna reek bad in a few days, but knowing they starve themselves and cower in horror till their last days is delicious
I would just stab her to death with a fucking pitchfork and save the foal.
Why save the foal?
Unless you mean āsave it for laterā