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Oracle was sleeping happily cuddled up next to the mother of his children. Her voice roused him from his sleep, and immediately he saw the white basket start to wiggle and strain. He was on his feet immediately, adrenaline pumping through his veins; it was the moment of truth.

Oh, gods, what does he do? Does he help them... let them out on their own? What if they were... messed up somehow? Shoshana would never forgive him.

He watched in shocked awe as the white basket finally busted open, a tiny filly poking out a most perfect looking white face. It wasn't but a few minutes later the basket closer to him, the blue one, began to shake. Oracle stomped his delicate hooves; a mix of excitement and nervousness, as the basket strained and pulled.

The little body inside finally broke free of the wicker confines, the basket finally falling open at the lid and collapsing around the foal inside. The leggy baby seemed to bloom open like a flower from his confines, looking up at the two towering figures above him with a mix of juvenile apprehension and adoration.

Sho smiled happily as she watched each basket in turn pop open. "Oh Oracle, they're beautiful!" Smiling wide, she nuzzled each one of the foals before turning her head and nuzzling into Oracle's neck. "What should we call them?"

The white filly attempted to stand once more, wobbling and shaking as she found her legs. Once she'd finally gotten herself to stand, she craned her neck to look from one parent o the other. "Daddy?" She was looking up at her father now, big doe like eyes blinking at him as she smiled wide. She'd heard both their voices from inside her basket and now she was able to look upon them both.

She couldn't help but to chuckle some as she watched the light colored filly. Some how she knew a name to fit her. "Oracle.. I think we should name her Briallan Oralee. But.. Bri for short." She rested her head against oracle, admiring their little ones.

Oracle was never very good of expressing himself. He stood there, dumb struck... so filled with joy and hope and excitement... though he didn't know what to do or say, so he just stood there and watched... a tiny tremble shaking his body.

It wasn't until the little white filly said it... 'daddy'... that he collapsed down onto his knees so he could better see his beautiful children. He nuzzled the little white one, then the blue one.... then the pinkish one that looked like his extraordinarily beautiful mother.

"Bri... Bri is beautiful... like the sound of a bell!"

He looked over to his son, his blue fur; and his rosey little feet. "I.. I always thought of these as our little roses," he confessed to Shoshana. "This one will be my little Winter Rose..." he nuzzled his son, who had yet to speak but smiled and closed his eyes contentedly as his father touched him, "Winter for short."

His gaze went back to the pink one that resembled Shoshana the most. "And this one? What do you want to call this one, my love?"

Florian's ears swievled at the sound of Bri's peppy voice giggling out. Her smile blossomed on her lips as her sister's laughter sounded very familair. It was then that she recognized the other young filly the one whom had bumped into her when they were only inside baskets.

She licked her lips as she took a couple uneven steps ahead and then changed route to chase after Bri. Florian's body kept swaying this way and that as she attempted to get closer to her sister.

"Bri!" she squeaked out in delight! "BRI! BRI! BRI!" she hollared happily. She quickened her stride to a trot and then pranced in place. "WIN'ER! WIN'ER! WIN'ER!" she laughed loudly trying to say her brother's name as she kicked her hooves.

Nodding she stood up and nudged her little ones with her nose. "Alright you three, It's time for a small family outing." She smiled as she ushered the foals to the opening of the den. "Just remember, stay close to your father and I.. and don't get close to the pond."

Bri stood back up and gave a few hops as she excitedly made her way to the entrance of the den. She wiggled under her father's belly, giggling as she passed by him and squinted into the sun. "Daddy! catch me!" She pranced into the snow, her cloven hooves crunching through the snow as she hopped and pranced only to stumble and flop in the snow. She'd obviously picked up on her mother's clumsiness. "It's so cold!" she shrieked in surprise.

Oracle gasped as Bri fell into the snow. He trotted up next to her quickly, gently pulling her back to her feet and used his tail to dust off the snow from her body. "Careful now," he whispered to her, nuzzling her cheek.

Winter Rose stepped carefully into the snow...one hoof at a time. He took huge, wobbly steps, unsure about this stuff. He squinted into the bright light of the day and wandered closer to his mother.

Florian looked to her Mother and then back down at the snow that lay at the entrance of the den. "Snow," she whispered as she dipped her head down to get a closer look. She raised her fore-hoof and dipped it down quickly before shaking the white glistening flakes off. She raised her head and took a step just as Bri called for her.

"Ack! It's so cold!" she squealed out like a little girl. With legs sprawled out and taking wide strides towards her sister she looked very awkward walking out of the den.

"So very cold! Cold, cold, COLD!" she cried out with her tail swaying behind her. "What Bri? What do you want?" she asked though her eyes staying down onto her hooves as she walked.