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 Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:53 pm
The little mare knew this was a blessed event but now it was just plain exhausting. Her hind quarters began pushing as she breathed rapidly giving thanks to bongo and Unesdala for helping her.
Istas dabbed water patting it on as well constantly running her little paws over the mare's belly.
And she was grateful Istas was there as well. What stories she was going to tell Nathaniel when she saw him once more. Another push caused her to throw her head back then slump to the ground in a pathetic whinny.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 9:17 pm
Unesdala looking around in panic still fanning her but wishing he could do more. He begain to whicker in a calming melody that Kanati his teacher use to use when Unesdala was still a foal and he would cry missing his mother.
Bongo jumped whenever it looked like she was going to flind her head, but he continued to run and rewet his tail and dag her face.
"With the birth going to way it is I wouldnt be surprised if you had three trong and heathy foals maybe even two boys your belly is that like Frosta's, Unesdala's mother. Now concentrate on breathing and pushing." Bongo spoke making sure she wasnt concentrating everything on the pain she was feeling.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 9:21 pm
"Oh boy." Istas muttered noticing the bundle move toward the back end, "It's show time!"
Saissis couldn't hear anything as she grunted and breathed feeling so weak yet determined to have her babies come hell or high water. The little mare pleaded in her mind for safe passage through nature's hell it seemed. Sweat beading all over her darkened blue coat made the flutter almost shimmer as her now taunt still wings.
"ooh Bongo come see..." the raccoon was squeaking excitedly.
Three wild pushes and the world went dark. A feeling of sleep was overscoming the little mare as she lie there. Clouds floating nearby fading further away. The sound of the stream getting fainter....
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:38 am
Bongo hurried to look and smiled greatly at the three healthy foals he saw.
"Three healty foals Ma'am!!!!" Bongo shouted to Saissis.
Unesdala smiled at the foals laughing with both joy and disbelief of the magic of birth. He went to check on Saissis.
"Saissis!Saissis! Did you hear that three heathly foals!!!.......Saissis?" Unesdala paniked abit.
" Bongo,Istas, I think Saissis passout, is she going to be ok, what should we do?!!!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 9:02 pm
Istas ran back around paws placed over the mare checking for any complications. Her eyes beaming down at any bruises or cuts the labor could have caused. Skittering over the white raccon dressed in purple and blues went to Saissis leg where she was once injured. In reality that was the night she met Nathaniel. Interesting as it sounded.
"Hmm the little ones are hard to tell what's what. Isn't a human supposed to put them in a basket? Well I mean that's what I've seen done in the village with other Soquili" she said scratching her chin as she looked at both Unesdala and Bongo.
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 10:49 pm
"I forgot about that and yes, normal tis a human, but Ill go to the villiage and stea........I mean find some baskets and Ill be back." Bongo ran off in the direction he had come from.
Nayuli saw the little critter and smiled realizing what he was up too.
"Tch Tch." she called trying to get Bongo's attention.
"Its baskets your looking for isnt it. Come with me I think I have a few baskets of the right color for the foals."
Bongo didnt understand most humans, but this one he had been around before. He followed her to her home seperate from the villiage for she lives on her own.
"Uh...ok baskets? What do they matter you never answered me is Saissis ok?" Unesdala said sniffing her face abit.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:13 pm
Istas sat scratching her chin watching Saissis whom lie so still save for the rise and fall of her limber body now deflated and smooth. A tiny flicker of her wings off and on with the flick of an occasional ear.
"She's fine. See look at her lying there content like." the little raccon motioned towards the flitting of wings and the deep sigh escaping from her throat, "I'd say she's darn well exhausted from all that pushing she went through. And we'll be sure not to say what's lying over there in little damp heaps kay? Its tradition like for baskets from the humans."
Smiling up at Unesdala she wondered if he completely understood what miracle had emerged into the world. Something so precious nothing unreal could ever replace
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