Bristol squirmed around under her blankets in a rolly polly, side to side wriggling motion and whimpering quietly. Her blankets were ruffled and had been kicked down to her waist due to her worm like movements.
Under her eyelids rapid eye movement was rife as her mind vividly created dreams and imagines within the deepest parts of her psyche. Dreams of her beloved had filled her body with strange longings and feelings she hadn’t been able to experience yet because of their distance apart. Time had played it's hand for the now maturing mare.
She called in a whisper.
“This…this is my…”
“Oh my gosh Bristol wake up!”
Hinemoa called out from across the shared door room, sitting bolt upright in frustration as she had been woken up by her peachy friends rustling and quiet nuances.
She yelled, loud enough for her fellow New Friesian to hear but no so loud to wake up others next door.