assateague horse


Assateague Pony || Assateague National Seashore, MD by Andrew Rhodes


Wild Pony by Kevin B. Moore
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Assateague Island, Maryland


A Rumbelle pony AU. Except it turned into double Rumbelle really, with their human versions wanting in on the story as well. For @a-monthly-rumbelling, prompt: family, island, wildlife. Rated G

They’d called him Spinner, for the whirling dervish of a foal he’d once been, that first summer when the humans had come and driven them into the sea.

He was an island pony, splashing into the water had not bothered him. His mother was not afraid, so that meant he shouldn’t be either. He had simply struck out with his slim, spindly legs as the seabed fell away from underneath his hooves, but as they had swum further and further from land he had begun to panic, and tried to turn around, but he was hemmed in by the herd all around him, and forced to keep going. His mother had whickered encouragingly at him, you can do it, and it’s not far, look ahead, see that spit of land? and he had fixed his eyes on it and concentrated on keeping his legs pistoning through the water. And it wasn’t very far, not a long swim at all for most of the ponies, but he was still so young, only two months old, and his strength had given out abruptly even as he saw the horses ahead of him stop swimming and find their feet, wading the final few yards through the channel that divided the Atlantic barrier island of Assateague that was home to the wild ponies from its more protected neighbour  Chincoteague, which lay off the eastern US coastline, equally shared by the states of Virginia and Maryland.

Before he could panic, though, a man slipped out of one of the many boats that lined the passage through the channel, strange things that he had been too distracted to even pay attention to, and the foal felt strong arms come around him, holding him up.

“Don’t worry, little one, I’ve got you. I’ve been watching you the whole way. Didn’t falter until the very end,” the man said approvingly.

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