Fuzzy Cozy Blankets

The Archipelago where all of Alyss’ loshenkas resided never really had a bad winter. ML Are You Mine “Estelle” was never afraid of the weather. The holidays to her usually meant sunshine, soft breezes and ocean waves. However, this year was different. They had decided to travel across the world to attend some holiday dressage competitions. Estelle, along with a few of her stable friends were transported by plane to this beautiful winter wonderland. While gorgeous, it came with quite a dilemma for Estelle; it was extremely cold. She was incredibly finicky for a loshenka and had a hard time adjusting to the temperatures, unlike her friends. Alyss first noticed this when they were practicing. When they had first arrived, she expected the loshenkas to be a little bit fidgety, but Estelle’s discomfort with the weather never really stopped. They had been doing some of their easier routines, trying to warm up, but Estelle was extremely stiff and uncooperative. Something had to have been bothering her. She moved Estelle into the more luxurious heated barn, but the mare was still cold. Blanket after blanket and nothing was cozy enough.

“How is it going today, Estelle?” Alyss checked up on the fuzzy sakura mare. “Is this blanket warmer for you?” Estelle stood there in her stall, shivering a little before shaking her head. Alyss sighed.

“One moment, let's try something different.” She walked away quickly, eager to bring something back. Before Estelle knew it, her partner had returned but seemed to be covered in way too many fuzzy things. Was she still there? Or was this a blanket monster?

“Maybe this will work!” She dropped the massive pile of warm goods onto the floor and pulled out a carrot for Estelle.

“Thank you for your patience, I made sure to warm this carrot up so it's not icy cold for you.” She smiled as the mare quickly gobbled up her treat. Now it was time to cozy up Estelle so she could manage in the cold. First, she upgraded her blanket. The weight was heavy, and it was rimmed with soft plush fuzz. Estelle was patient and well-behaved but felt like a complete marshmallow. The other horses had thinner blankets, yet hers was incredibly thick. This was not the last part of Alyss’ plans, though, as she had gathered a plethora of fuzzy items. Estelle was confused, some of these things she had never seen before. Blankets were normal, but what was this bowl-shaped thing? Alyss stood on her tippy toes and carefully covered up Estelle’s ears with a horse-adapted Santa hat. Estelle felt instantly relieved. Her new cozy outfit was completed with very fuzzy leg warmers. Alyss made sure to apply one to each leg, and they went up high to the knees. Estelle was completely covered in fuzz, and truthfully she liked it that way. Alyss was so thankful that her mare was finally comfortable. She shivered a little and then laughed.

“Looks like I’m the cold one now, Estelle.” She packed up her stuff and left momentarily. Estelle was confused as to what her partner could be doing. She had so many fuzzy garments on her already and was cozy at last. Alyss was gone for a bit of time, but when she returned Estelle was surprised. Now, just like the mare, Alyss was covered head to toe in marshmallow-thickness, fuzzy, warm clothing. She had a hat similar to Estelle’s and even sported the fancy leg warmers, though Alyss’ warmers went up even further!

“Now we can both cozy up for the winter!” She laughed and gently opened the door to Estelle’s stall. She sat down and the mare laid down right next to her. The two of them cuddled up together, staying warm and cozy for their special holiday winter.