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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 3:52 pm
Bored. Bored bored bored bored BORED with a capital B. Fortune lay beside the basket, eyes half cross-eyed in an attempt to entertain herself by making pretty patterns with the basket's colors.
It was no fun basket sitting. No fun at all. She had finally let Safi have some time to himself and took over the basket herself. Unfortunately, her wanderlust was becoming a problem.
And he had only been gone an hour!
A few more minutes of that and she was likely to end up smashing her head against the rock. Fortunately for her, the basket began to jump and wriggle.
That at least was interesting. It was when it started to rock back and forth that Fortune got a little freaked out.
"SAFI!! SAFI! THE BASKET IS POSSESSED!!!!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:38 pm
Free time...it was amazing how precious the concept of free time became after one became a parent. Up until Saiena had been born, Safi hadn't realized just how much time he spent roaming about; these days, he found himself more often than not gazing longingly at the landscape and remembering back when he was able to go wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted.
Adding another basket to the mix hadn't really changed anything; Saiena had no wings and while she was fleet as a deer, she couldn't exactly keep up with him as he wandered hither and yon. Consequently, since she'd hatched he'd just stayed close to the teepee. Adding the new basket hadn't really changed that.
However, today was different. Today, for the first time, he'd agreed to let Saiena go off and play on her own (albeit with secret surveilance from his ever-obliging familiar, Cerdi) and Fortune had agreed to watch the basket, so for the first time in ages he could wander about on his own.
But he knew Fortune, and he also knew that she had...a short attention span. Consequently, he'd kept his walk short and in the general vicinity of the teepee, and was actually just starting back to the nursery teepee when he heard Fortune's yells of surprise. That didn't sound good!
It also didn't sound coherant. But who was he to ponder the specifics she was shrieking about the basket?
"What do you mean?" This was called out as the stallion slowed to a halt, poking his head into the teepee, a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 10:49 pm
The time it took for Safi to get to the teepee was agonizing for the black mare as she watched the little basket wiggle around like a worm cut in half. Amazing where her mind went to, really.
"It's MOVING! Like, more than usual!" She was near frantic, "I think it's possessed!" She trotted quickly behind the winged stallion and buried her head against his neck, "It's turned from a pretty food basket into something that wants to eat ME!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:11 pm
"Possesed? Possessed by what, the vengeful spirit of an apple?"
As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, Safi quickly became aware of the situation; the shimmery white basket was trembling and wriggling about, its antics nearly as amusing to watch as Fortune's. However, he'd seen Fortune's before, but this...
Draping a wing companionably and reassuringly over Fortune as she used him as a shield from the basket, Safi couldn't diminish his grin of pleasure. "It looks possessed, alright...by the kiddo inside! Looks like we're about to see what the new kid looks like, Fortune!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 8:23 pm
"You're making fun of me! It's not funny! It's...Wait. What?" She stopped her ramblings and turned her head to look at the wriggling basket. "...The foal's coming? It looked like it was going to eat me! How do mothers deal with this?! HUH!?"
She sniffed and then edged closer to the basket slowly, jumping back as the basket jumped again. This time the basket's top slid off the basket and a moonstone colored head topped in a messy mane of black popped out with it, looking around wide-eyed. A small horn was sticking from it's forehead and as it struggled to stand on it's legs a pair of wings were visible.
"Hi! I'm here!"
Fortune fell on her butt, staring with wide eyes, "Yes. Yes you are."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 9:13 pm
The scene was so ludicrous that Safi couldn't stop the laughter; the joyous moment of parents and child meeting for the first time, and the dignified mother was falling on her a**!
Still, even as he laughed he was beaming at the small colt, walking forward even as Fortune was falling. "Yes you are, and in good time, too! Nice of you to decide to join us, finally; I'd say it's the perfect time! So, why don't we start off? My voice sound familiar to you at all?"
Hopefully it did; he'd only been talking to it for weeks!
Well, him. Now that he wasn't in the basket, he really wasn't an "it", was he?
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 9:34 pm
Fortune simply GLARED at Safi and if she had been a two legger her arms would have been crossed unhappily. A moment later, though, her attention was on the colt and she had a silly smile on her face.
He was kind of cute.
"Uhhuh, you're...Safi. My...what was it that girl called you? Papa?" He grinned as he stepped shakily out of the basket before looking over at Fortune with a quizzical look, "And you're my momma."
When the colt called Fortune 'momma' the mare simply...stared. It hit her then that the foal was right. She was a mother. Fortune was...a mother. For the first time in her life she was completely serious and she stood up, moving over to the new foal, and nosed him.
"Yeah. I'm your momma."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 12:28 pm
"Right on all counts; blood or no, you're definitely my kid." Beaming, Safi too gave the colt a nuzzle, the silly smile on his face a near-perfect mirror of Fortune's. And why not? It wasn't every day you got to see your own child appear, and he'd been asleep for Sai's hatching.
Speaking of Sai, it was a pity that she wasn't here. Though then again, she'd get to meet him soon enough; and hopefully they'd get along!
Though... "I suppose we need to give you a handle of your own, don't we? Since "Kid" or "Hey you" are a bit too...generic."
And he needed a name!
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 12:45 pm
Fortune moved her sea-green eyes to her friend - who she now dubbed her best friend - and she smiled a bit, "Names, names names. I still say we should name him snow man. He looks like snow glinting from the sunlight. Nice and crystal like with a hit of rainbow if hit in the right spots. Snowman snowman snowman."
The foal simply blinked. "What's a snowman?"
Fortune laughed merrily, "You, you are a snowman - though not quite so evil. What say you, Safi? Snowman a good name?" Right back to her silly self.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 12:54 pm
Somehow, Safi wasn't surprised; nevermind that he'd given a list of reasons why Snowman wasn't an approriate name for the foal, Fortune WOULD go off with what she thought was appropriate. Which in this case...
Keeping a relatively straight face, Safi shook his head at Fortune. "He might resemble a snowman, but if we were to name him that I fear that the evil tendencies involved with that name would carry through, thus making our dear boy into quite the menacing fellow. I think a less imposing name, like Mani, or Aidan, or maybe Kileyo would be better, don't you?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:00 pm
Fortune sulked for a moment and tossed the suggested names around in her head. A bright, beaming smile followed, "Kiyelo. I like that. Kiiiiieeeeelo." she tried it out on her tongue and nodded firmly.
"You're Kiyelo, then, Kiyelo! Welcome to the world."
The foal tilted his head and thought a moment. Kiyelo certainly sounded better than this 'snowman' thing and it seemed like his mother was excited. "Ok!"
Fortune beamed at her son, "Good, glad you agree! Would be horrible if you didn't like your own name." A nod.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:05 pm
Well, score one for the proud papa! Laughing at both Fortune and Kileyo's reactions to the name, Safi gave both a wide grin. "Kileyo it is; welcome to the family, Kileyo,and hopefully you'll be an excellant addition to what's already an unusual bunch."
Somehow, though, Safi didn't doubt but he would. Call it...a hunch.
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