Peter sighed a little but knew it wasn't fair to leave the stallion cooped up in his stall.

She smiled as the stallion looked around, he neighed at Truble and pinned his ears but Jules kept him going.

Peter was glad that Jules could handle the horse even when she wasn't at her best.

She stomped at the stallion pasture, and let him loose. She leaned on the fence and watched.

Peter walked up and gently put his good arm around her. He wondered whether there was any point asking how she was. Of course healthy people did stand against fences too but he couldn't help being concerned.

She smiled up at him then turned back to Power, who by the way was rolling on the grass like a new born foal.

Peter relaxed a little bit seeing Jules smile. He still held onto her though, whether she needed support or not. He watched the Friesian too. Power was obviously glad to be out of the stall.

She shifted to fit more comfortably in his arms. She leaned back into him. Power snorted and walked toward them snorting.

"I love you" Peter whispered as he cuddled Jules then looked back at the stallion curiously.

"Love you" she looked up at Power and reached for his muzzle, he leaned into her hand, letting warm air out softly.