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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 3:52 pm
 To say that Nahuel was nervous would have been the understatement of the century. Three, not one, not two, but three gorgeous baskets were his own... and he still had no idea what kind of father he'd turn out to be. He was barely out of immaturity himself... but Roxanne was their mother, and he didn't think that there was anything she couldn't handle.
Somewhat reassured by the thought, he lay down by the nearest basket, noting the rustling inside with a warm, slightly nervous smile. It wouldn't be long, now... a happy glance was cast upwards at his mate, leaning over to nuzzle her neck affectionately as excitement slowly began to take the place of his trepidation. Would they be colts? Fillies? Or a bit of each? He couldn't imagine loving them any less, whatever they turned out to be.
"Hear anything from there, love?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:03 pm
 It was close to that time. The three baskets were just about old enough to start hatching and soon there would be three....three new little lives. Created by her and Nahuel.
Roxy had spent all morning and most of the afternoon moving the baskets together, listening to the small shufflings and noises coming from within. They all were getting restless. Not just the foals inside. But she herself. And of course Nahuel.
Pressing an ear to one of the baskets, she listened silently for a moment. Nahuel's nuzzle catching her off guard for only a moment before she let a soft smile across her lips. "Should be anytime now..." Her attention shifted back to the black and white basket. The noises growing a bit louder and a bit more rambunctious. Being restless was one of the last things the little filly was concerned about as she lay inside her basket. Her little wings curled tightly against her body.
The walls of her basket had gotten closer and closer together during the time she was put into this thing. And really....she needed to stretch her legs. Badly.
Voices outside made her ears perk as she lifted her head just a bit, before it bumped into the lid. Causing it to snap open then shut. Her eyes traveled towards the edge where she had seen the light peek in and then go out. Letting out a little nicker, she nibbled at the edge, pushing upwards with her head as she tried to see the light once more.
Was this the path to freedom?
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:16 pm
 The little flutter colt had been moving restlessly within the confines of his wicker prison since early this morning, having decided then that he was leaving the comfort and warmth of his basket today, no matter how much effort it took. With one thrust of his tiny little hoofed leg, the lid of the basket was gone, and he poked his small head out with squinted eyes. The brightness was blinding compared to the darkness of his little home, but he could make out two larger blurred forms above him.
With a tiny nicker, he stretched his head out towards who he assumed was his mother, a little smile upon his ivory face. His vision focused enough for him to recognize the light, feminine features, and he let out another little whinny as he met his mother's muzzle in an affectionate touch.
Nahuel was speechless as he identified the small, ivory and ebony form with just a touch of his blues rise from the basket, azure eyes wide in wonder as he watched him stretch out his head towards his mother's. This pride and wonder... was it part of being a father? He could definitely get used to this feeling... and the warm affection rising in his heart only strengthened as he identified the unique markings, as well as the wings that graced the tiny colt's back.
He was... beautiful. He supposed that that would have been insulting to a stallion... but it was his child.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:27 pm
Her heart almost skipped a beat as the lid of one of the baskets came flying off. The sight of the little colt made her heart beat even faster.
He was beautiful.
She nuzzled him affectionatly. Letting out soft nickers before licking his forehead. "Well hello to you to." The mare laughed lightly before turning her head towards Nahuel. "One down. And its a boy." Her ears twitched as she turned her attention towards the other basket that was moving quite a bit. Eying the third with a little concern briefly.
Leaning her head down, she nibbled on the edge of the black and white basket. Making a few more soft nickering sounds as she eased it open.
As the lid of her basket was opened furthur, the little filly shoved her nose outwards. Taking in a deep breath of the air, her nostrils flaring as she did so.
One last push and she popped the top. Her head poking out as she clenched her eyes shut. So bright! Her short little mane stuck out this way and that as she opened her eyes slowly. Little wings poking out as well, unfolding and giving a few twitches every now and then.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:56 pm
'This basket is so tight!' The little filly thought in the confines of her home, her snout pressed up against the wall of the wicker. Her legs were pulled up to her chest, her delicate wings curled against her back. There were noises outside the dark basket, and the dark filly had no clue whether or not what was making the noises was friend or foe. She was so curious though! But... What if what was out there would scare her? But the basket was so confining! With determination, the filly decided that it would be best to at least peek outside, and see if it was safe to come out.
She pressed her nose against the lid by the side, and poked it up the best she could. She craned her neck to raise it higher, dark eyes peeking into the sudden light. There were two forms... Three in the light. One looked to be the same size as her! Closeby it appeared that there was another confined filly like herself, looking out. She made a small noise with her throat, hoping for a little recognition and help. The lid was heavier than she had expected!
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 5:13 pm
Wide eyes watched in rapture as the two other basket lids were pushed from their resting places. He watched as the black and white basket rustled until a gorgeous filly with his own colors emerged, hardly daring to breathe as her tiny head turned his way. He smiled brightly at her, even as the presence of wings struck him- two flutters? He would be hard-pressed to keep up with them...
Upon seeing that the furthest one was having a bit of difficulty, he leaned forward, gently nudging the lid aside. This one seemed to be a little more timid about emerging, and he offered her a warm, reasurring grin as he leaned in to nuzzle her gently. The light fluttering of appendages on her back drew his attention once again, and again he went speechless in shock.
Three flutters? How was he to keep track of them all?? "They... all have your wings..." he wasn't able to say much beyond that, simply trying to get the idea through his head.
The little colt gave a tiny smile at his mother before he attempted to stand, curious about the other foals emerging from their baskets- but failed miserably, tumbling to the ground outside his basket.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 6:30 pm
Roxy was ecstatic as soon as the third foal emerged. She would be hard pressed to give them all the attention they needed. But at least she'd try. And Nahuel would be there beside her.
Her long tail gave an exaggerated flick as she turned to the colt, watching him tumble out of the basket and leaning down to give him a reassuring nuzzle. The mare looked at all three of her babies then to her mate. "Yes, they do. Three little flutters. But they won't be able to fly about too soon. So you should be able to keep track of them until then." Letting another small laugh ring out, she nuzzled his cheek. Nipping affectionatly at his ear.
She was in bliss.
The filly peeked out even more. The larger figures she could guess were her parents. And then there were two others just like her! Her body wiggled violently until her basket tipped over and she tumbled out onto the hard ground. Squealing in surprise as she landed on her bottom, wings flared out as she looked around.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 11:14 am
The other two were already out of their baskets, and the two larger figures were not menacing at all, as one was even helping her! She enthusiastically nuzzled the figure she assumed was her father back, a little disappointed when the contact was lost. A wide smile tugged at the filly's lips as she tried to stand, the lid on hers already nudged off thanks to the dark stallion. She stumbled at first, falling right onto her butt, and the second it was a repeat. The third time was the charm, however, as she successfully stood up with shaky legs but no fall. Her wings slowly uncurled, and the little filly flapped them lightly to stretch them.
Her gaze turned to the other colt and filly, excited now that she could stand with them. She flicked her tail softly, unsure of what to do outside her temporary home. She bothered her lower lip by biting on it, taking a few tentative steps towards her siblings.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 11:44 am
He watched in pride as all three foals pushed themselves to their feet, eyes soft as he turned a blinding smile towards his mate. "They're so beautiful." His attention was turned back towards the brown and black filly, chuckling softly as he watched her fall, pride swelling in his heart when she forced herself up again. "Just like their mother."
He was still nervous at the prospect of having three flutters, but with Roxanne's help, he supposed that everything would work out. It was hard to believe he'd had a hand in creating these three lives before him... but they were his children. His children.
Smiling over at Roxanne once more, he glanced down at the black and white filly nearest to her before speaking softly, "Have you thought of names, yet?" He gently nudged the small colt before him to his feet again after he'd taken another spill, grinning at the stubborn refusal of his help by the young foal.
"What about... 'Kazuko'?"
The little colt looked up at the sounds of a funny word from his father, grinning up at him as his little wings twitched. Turning his head to look at his sisters, he nickered softly at the nearest one- the one with the brown mane- and took another step towards her. She seemed to be more nervous than the other, and she shouldn't be... he felt loved, here. She should, too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:00 pm
Roxy nudged at the black and white fillie's bottom, getting her to stand once more. Her wings fluttering lightly as she turned her attention to the black filly. Giving her a loving lick behind her ears.
Her cheeks darkened just slightly at Nahuel's comment. Bright blue eyes looking towards him once more. "I'm not the only one who made them beautiful. They're part of you as well, love."
She look another round about glance at the three, nibbling on her bottom lip for a moment. Eying the colt for a moment before nodding her head. "It sounds like a wonderful name. As for the other two...." Her eyebrows furrowed a bit as she contemplated. "How about Olivia for the one and Delilah for the black filly?"
Olivia squinted her eyes for a moment as she wobbled to her legs. Once up, she leaned against her mother's legs for support. Her little tail flicking back and forth as she whinnied towards her brother and sister. Ears perking forward.
That was loud!
Doing it again, she stomped her little hooves and fluttered her wings. Her body wiggling excitedly, she would of started jumping about if her legs were sturdier.
((Whoops! Wrong name. XD!! Sorry. Lawl.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:02 pm
The black filly watched as her brother took a step towards her, and a wide smile broke on her face. She took a few, wobbly steps over to him, giggling softly. When her mother spoke however, she turned her attention the the white mare with the curly locks. She spoke of two names, and she peered at her own mane to see it brown. So her name was Dahlia?
Delilah smiled a little more, and looked towards her sister. She whinnied back, and flicked her tail excitedly. Her sister was really energetic! She walked with more strength towards her blue-maned sister, lightly nudging her nose against that of the white and black filly.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:36 pm
|| Yayoi-chan has edited her post- sorry for the misspell, Raze-chan X3; ||
The young colt wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but he took note of the names his mother had said, looking to each of his sisters in turn. Olivia and Delilah... they were pretty, like him... but he had two sets of wings! So one was painted on... but they were still wings! He fluttered the other set proudly before turning his attention back to his family.
Kazuko, deciding he liked his name, grinned over at his brown-maned sister before looking up at his dad. Slight confusion clouded his thoughts as he noticed the lack of wings- why was he the only one without them? He frowned slightly, moving as if to comfort Nahuel with a small nudge to his foreleg.
"Beautiful names, love... they suit them perfectly." He smiled brightly at the compliment, looking down at the three foals with obvious affection. "I can still hardly believe that... but they are our children, aren't they? We have a family, now..." The words aloud filled him with an indescribable warmth, and he leaned over to nuzzle her forehead with a contented sigh.
"Our foals... our family."
He started at a soft touch on his right foreleg, looking down at his young son. He chuckled softly, watching the mournful way he looked towards his back- was he trying to comfort him for his lack of wings? He leaned down to nuzzle the foal gently, pushing him back towards his sisters and mother with a fatherly smile.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 11:07 pm
((Yea. My bad, lawl. XD!! ))
The nudge to her side caused her to whinny a bit louder in surprise. She hadn't expected her sister to get over to her so fast! They all seemed to be pretty wobbly after climbing out of their baskets.
Turning her head towards her sister, she grinned widely. Rearing up with another whinny, front legs flailing and wings fluttering. But Olivia was still getting used to using her legs. She staggered backwards on her back hooves for a second before falling onto her bottom.
But she wasn't phased. A little giggle rang out as she sat there. Her nose turning upwards to look at her father and then her mother. Reaching her nose out to Roxy.
Smiling, Roxanne rubbed her forehead against her mate's cheek. Closing her eyes for just a moment. "Yes. They are our children. There's no doubt about that." Her eyes opened the moment he pulled away. Blue eyes staring down at each foal once more. She could hardly believe it herself.
Touching noses with Olivia and then nipping at Delilah's rump. She cast a small glance towards Nahuel and Kazuko. Bitting her bottom lip lightly. "We'll have to wait just a little while longer. Perhaps a few days before we can set off to go see your family. I'm sure your parents will be really surprised." The mare giggled more to herself than out loud. Still, she was a bit nervous about the whole situation.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 10:14 am
((It's okay! xD I keep mispelling her name too. x___x ))
Delilah was quick to try and take a step back from her rearing sister, but as she quick-stepped back, stumbling a bit. She bat her wings to keep her balance, and when her balance was restored she giggled happily. At her mother's n**, the dark filly jumped a little and turned to face her mother, smiling sheepishly. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw her brother grin at her, and then nudge their dad. Was something wrong?
... He was the only one without wings. Did that make daddy sad? He didn't seem sad... He seemed happy! With that she was content, and walked slowly (in an attempt to appear less wobbly) to her brother, reaching out her nose to him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:10 pm
 ((Sorry...I'm really late getting here...^^;; )) The soft sound of beads clicked lightly just barely louder then the footfalls of the swirly spotted mare. Lunathiel had a soft smile on her face as she made her way from her home breaking routine for once. It was a very good feeling to be out and about again. With a happy bob of her head she started humming a little tune giving her step a little more flair as she took a good look around. Her tune stopped abruptly as her eyes fell on a very familiar face.
"Nahuel!" She cried galloping towards him not noticing what was going on around him until she spied a woven basket laying open on the ground. She stopped in her tracks and took the scene in for the first time. There was Nahuel, her baby boy, and not one, not two, but for flutters, three of them being foals. "Nahuel...these wouldn't happen to be your babies would they?" She asked an even larger smile creeping on to her face.
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