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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 5:10 pm
"Kalp," he quipped, correcting himself. "Kalp!"
However, when the stallion demonstrated just how to eat this kelp, the colt eyed him dubiously. His ears canted backwards.
"Malk!"
But in the end the ache in his belly won the good fight, and the little Soq succumbed to eating the seaweed, no matter how unsavory it looked. He whuffled the stringy stuff as it was held out to him, taking it delicately with his front teeth before sucking it in.
He made exaggerated faces of discontent as he chewed, staring at Angathi the entire time to make his dislike for the stuff known. Like a good little child, he swallowed, and continued to grasp and chew at the food offered, if only to stave off his hunger for a little while more.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 3:29 pm
Angathi couldn't help himself; the looks the colt made as he ate the seaweed was too much. The stallion rolled backwards in laughter, little bubbles rising to the surface from all the movement.
"Oh come now, little one! It is not that bad!" He finished his little 'dance' and nuzzled the sea floor a little, going for the soft and savory bloated seeds. Many were exposed, and Angathi moved them out of the way.
"So try these instead, yes?" Angathi took a step back, encouraging the young colt to move forward and take them himself. Independence was key, and the stallion was too much a loner nowadays - the newborn would have to be on his own.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 9:45 am
As Angethi laughed, the colt glared at him petulantly from around a mouthful of bitter seaweed, ears against his skull. Once he had swallowed, he made sure to chastise the Kelpi with a loud 'naaah!' sound - which was no doubt just as silly as the faces he had made. At least he thought it was 'admonishing' enough.
The foal wriggled down like a little worm towards the sea floor, pawing at the seeds that the stallion had unearthed. These, he had a feeling, would be much tastier. Whuffling the sand, the colt inhaled a mouthful, and looked up approvingly...with stuffed cheeks.
He brayed his delight, seeds spewing from his mouth, and commenced with chewing.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 12:53 pm
Well, at least that went over better. Angathi nodded encouragably. "They are good, but more like treats. You cannot only eat just the seeds; they do not have all the nutrients you need to get big and strong! You will at one point have to eat kelp and such." The stallion snorted a bit as he waited patiently for the young one to eat his fill.
While he waited, that voice started up. Well, you're not done!
"What do you mean?" Angathi spoke to no one.
You fed it, but you have to do more. You must give it shelter, protection... the essentials a young one needs.
"You have to be joking?" the stallion looked at the colt with an exasperated look, as if it was he that spoke in his mind. "I don't have the time to raise a baby."
...as if you have anything ELSE to do... the voice laughed hysterically.
"I have rounds to make, to make sure this territory is safe! And you do to!"
That may be so, but you should watch over him for now at least. And give him a name! You cannot keep calling it "young one" or even "baby".
This was a good point. Angathi looked more intently at the colt as if he had the answers. "So what do we call you?" as if there was a 'we'. "You probably don't have a name...." he came forward and sniffed the colt carefully and gave him a little nudge. "Well..."
There was a pause. "How about Ghulganu? Rilaski? Fhaust? Prilamen?" Another pause. "I know! How about Primaveran?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:49 am
The colt looked up inquisitively when the stallion spoke. Was...was he talking to him? He cast his gaze about in search of someone else. When he continued, the baby eyed him curiously - just what was he going on about? His chin jutted out is misunderstanding, ears ticking back.
What did he know of the going-ons of adults? With a tiny shrug, the mer filled what room was left in his belly and gave an airy belch of completion when he finished.
His legs graze the sea as he drift away at the nudge, head tossing wildly. With a small keen, he nosed the kelpi with a buck of his head - no doubt catching him on the chin - in affection. He had no idea about the foreign words coming out of his mouth, but they sounded suspiciously like...garble. And he didn't particularly like the sound the first one made.
And so the little one eyed him in horror as he head 'Ghulganu', gave him a sourpuss face at the mere idea of 'Prilamen'. Every name he shot at him rolled off of the colt's back with a grinding look of distaste from the child. He was in mid raspberry when Primaveran was said and something in the name stuck like a bramble; he couldn't shake it. The little foal canted his head thoughtfully.
Yes, yes. He liked that one! He gave a furious nod.
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