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Your mother is feeling under the weather, so you and your sister decide that you both want to do something to cheer her up. Where do you go, and what do you do to try and make her feel better/cheer her up?

(For foal #2 - named Nissa) Kaley is the other foal.

Nissa and Kaley had wandered to the field near their home, away from their parents, to discuss what they were going to do about their mother. They had both decided that she wasn't acting as cheerful as she normally did, so they wanted to put her in a better mood.

"So... what do you want to do Kaley?" Nissa asked her sister. "Mom hasn't been playing with us at all today, and she keeps sighing."

Kaley tilted her head to the side, thinking. Her mother had been acting a little strangely today. "Well, what does mom like?" Kaley questioned.

Nissa thought about all the times she had seen her mother beaming. "Let's see..." she said, licking her nose in concentration. "Whenever dad brings home those golden apples, she gets really happy!"

Kaley's eyes lit up and she said, "Oh yeah! But where does he get the apples?"

This would be the hard part. Nissa had gone with her father to get the apples before, but he had told her not to go past this field without him or his mother. She had no problems in leaving the small field, she had done it a few times before. "They're across the river on the other side of the field, in the forest..." She looked at her sister, waiting for the disapproval. Normally her sister was a little goody-two-shoes who would never do anything to make mom or dad angry.

Kaley opened her mouth to protest, but then shut it again, thinking. Their father wasn't around today, so he couldn't take them to go get the apples. But she really wanted to cheer up mom. She glared at her sister, and said, "Just this once I'll go. But only because I want to cheer up mom."

Nissa whinnied in excitement and said "Okay, let's go! I'll race you!" She took of in a run, towards the forest across the stream. She looked back to see that Kaley was following, and grinned back at her sister. "Hurry up!" She called back. She charged ahead, and splashed right into the stream, creating little splashes of water as she galloped across. When she reached the other bank, she stopped to catch her breath and wait for her sister, who was just entering the stream.

"Wait up!" Kaley called, picking her way through the stream carefully. "You're so reckless Nissa! You could have gotten hurt going across that fast."

Nissa just laughed and blew a raspberry at Kaley. "Let's go! The apples aren't far from here." When she saw that her sister was safely on the bank, she trotted towards the woods. The trees the apples grew on weren't too far from here, so it shouldn't take them long to get them back to their mother.

When they reached the copse, Nissa was happy to see how many ripe apples had fallen to the ground. She picked one up delicately in her mouth, and looked for her next target. Uh oh... she thought. How are we going to get all these apples back to mom? She dropped the apple back onto the ground. "Kaley, how are we going to get apples back to mom? We have nothing to carry them in." She frowned, thinking that their idea might have failed.

"Well that's easy." Kaley said, grinning in a know-it-all fashion. She glanced around to find the right tools. She spotted some bark from a dead tree that would be perfect. It had 2 thinner edges they could hold in their mouths, and it looked almost like a basket. She placed one end of it in her teeth and dragged it over to her sister. "We'll use this!"

Nissa grinned at her sister, glad that she was a good thinker. "Wow Kal, that's really cool!" She started piling apples onto the makeshift litter, and when it was full, they both took an end and slowly started making their way back home.

Nissa knew that her mother would be really happy when she got the apples, and even more happy that her two foals had worked together. Even if they got into a little trouble for disobeying their parents, the punishment would be worth the smile on their mother's face.

Father Prompt Wrote:

You've been very blessed throughout your life, especially in regards to your family, which consists of a loving mate and two beautiful daughters.

Your mate is currently feeling under the weather, so you've taken on the responsibility of looking after your two daughters. Where do you take them? What do you talk to them about? Do you try to teach them a life lesson, or do you play around?

The sun was just rising, painting the sky a myriad of colours. Aurum enjoyed these peaceful moments, being able to watch his family as they slept soundly to when they woke for the day. Gazing fondly at his mate, the love of his life, and two lovely fillies, he couldn’t believe how blessed he was.

Katila opened her eyes slowly, stretching her wings out carefully as she woke. Aurum was over at her side in an instant, nuzzling his mate, showing her just how much he loved her. She couldn’t help but smile. Though both he and their daughters were regular soq’s, she couldn’t imagine living her life with anyone else. Her mate was the kindest, most gentle and considerate stallion she ever met, and their daughters-while rambunctious and little hellions at times- were the best thing to ever happen to her. A sudden harsh cough from her startled them both. At once Aurum began fussing over her. It was just a little cough, but she really had been feeling under the weather lately, so maybe just this once she would accept and indulge herself with his fussing.

“ Love, why didn’t you tell me you’re sick? You need to rest. I know, I’ll take the girls out today, you just stay and rest.” He hated thinking that Katila was sick and she wasn’t taking care of herself—for how else could she have gotten sick- so he would do the only thing he knew that his stubborn mate would allow. Besides, he needed to spend some time with his daughters anyway, this was as good a time as any, and it would keep him from smothering his mate with care and concern she would not like.

Muttering something under his breath about stubborn, pigheaded mares who were too much so for their own good and the good of those around them, he walked to the sleeping forms of his two pride and joys. “Lumina, Korein, the sun is up. It is time to greet the day.”

Two sets of eyes framed with long eyelashes like his, one purple and the other red, blinked as they came awake. They craned their necks to look at the sky behind their father in disbelief. There was no way it was already morning, they had only just fallen asleep. When they were greeted with the sight of pastels fading into the blue of a summer clear sky, they whined. “ Daddy, we’re tired. Just a little longer, please?”

Looking down at the pleading eyes of his darlings, he almost agreed, but he remembered his mate was ill. “Well, I was going to take you to the orchard along the river, but if you want to sleep, I guess I’ll just go by myself.”

Almost before he was finished, the fillies were up, “We’re up, we’re up. So come on let’s go.”

Like his mate, the fillies had major sweet-teeth, so this outing would be good for all of them. The girls could get some apples, and he could get some to bring back to Katila. The girls would be more than glad to help, he knew.

“We’ll likely be gone most of the morning, Love. Get some rest.” He nuzzled her again and got ready to leave.

“Bye mommy. We’ll be sure to bring you back the best apples, ‘kay?”

“ ‘Bye, mom.”

“Now girls, you behave for dad. Don’t stray too far. Don’t…”

“It’ll be fine Love. The girls will behave, and we’ll be back unharmed bearing gifts. Don’t worry. Just take care of yourself, OK?”

Most of the walk to the orchard was in silence, with the girls trotting off this way and that, trying to see everything. Lumina, the youngest of the two and far more shy than her sister, came over. “What’s with mom? Why didn’t she come with us today?”

“Well, you see, Mommy isn’t feeling all that good and she wanted to sleep. But she really really wanted to come and get some apples too. So I thought that since you guys knew how to find good apples, you could have some for yourselves and we could each find a good one to bring back to mom. Besides, I wanted to spend some time with my two girls.”

“Daddy come quick, look .” Korein’s voice broke the connection between him and Lumina.

At the shout, his first instinct was danger- must protect young,, so he bolted to where her voice came from, preparing to rear and strike out at whatever was the threat. Reaching her, there was nothing nearby, no danger, so he tilted his head confused until he saw his daughter looking to the sky. A wind Soq was dancing in the sky, and she was almost spellbound.

“He has wings like mom. Can mom do that? Why don’t we have wings? Will we get some eventually?”

Each question was like an arrow to his heart, the sheer yearning her voice conveyed, she would be crushed. “We still need to get to the orchard, doves. So I tell you what, we hurry up and get the trip to the orchard over with, and we’ll have mom tell you the story of soq’s like her, ‘kay?”

He was too much of a coward to tell them now that they were just like him, normal, that they would never have wings and be able to dance like the soq they had just seen. He knew it was unfair to Katila while she was ill to have to explain what would break all of their hearts. He could only keep his girls busy and hope they would forget the questions for a little while longer, so they could still dream before reality came crashing down upon them. He really wasn’t looking forward to picking up the pieces and putting them back together again. He may have been blessed in his family, having a loving mate he adored with all his heart, and the two most lovely fillies anyone could ask for, but why did it seem sometimes that it was a curse?

Filly Number One!
Prompt: Your mother is feeling under the weather, so you and your sister decide that you both want to do something to cheer her up. Where do you go, and what do you do to try and make her feel better/cheer her up?
Filly ones name will be Treya and Filly Two will be referred to as Mary.

It was an ideal spring day. It was bright outside, but there were still clouds threatening on the outskirts of the sky, waiting to invade and make it rain. This little filly did not particularly like the rain. But neither did her mother, seeing as it had rained earlier this week and she still wasn’t feeling to well. Did normal sicknesses last this long? Treya didn’t think so. Maybe she was feeling better now? Purple eyes moved over to her mother who was lying down and looking weary. The little foal felt sadness creep into her heart. That would be a negative on her feeling better. Her father was standing next to her, and also looked depressed at her mothers condition. The navy colored foal then gave her eyes another push into the direction of her sister and found that she too was also looking at their mother.

Her head titled to the side in thought and she started making her way over to her sister. Maybe…Maybe they could get something for their mother, and then maybe she might start to feel better! Brilliant! If Treya could, she would have patted her own back. A smile crept onto her face as she came to a stop a mere few inches away from her sister. Mary looked away from their mother to look at her, a question appearing in her eyes. Treya moved in close and whispered discreetly, “I have an idea to make mom feel better!” The last part was a bit louder than a whisper, but their father and mother didn’t hear them.

She could see Mary’s doubt, and was that a little interest, in her eyes. She continued her whispers, getting even more excited, “We can get her some flowers, or maybe even some berries, or maybe even some of those grasses that mom likes the best! Maybe she will be so happy that the sickness will run away from her!” She was practically jumping with excitement, her dark blue tail flicking back and forth, and in doing so, hitting the backs of her legs.

Mary’s bright red eyes had been ignited by a small fire as Treya’s ideas took root in her head and she nodded her acceptance. “Fine, but we have to hurry okay. That means that we are not going to stare at the pretty butterflies, or chasing squirrels.” She said with accusation in her tone. Treya wanted to snicker, but she held her composure. “I won’t, promise!” She put her gaze onto her parents once more, “Let’s go now, so that we can get back before dark.” She was sure that her father wouldn’t mind, so she turned quickly and left the small clearing her family was in, and went off into the wilderness, with Mary following quietly.

They came upon a field first with many colored flowers, their sweet scents floating up into their nostrils. Treya took a deep breath and then let it out slowly and letting her eyes go half lidded. She turned to her sister to see her in the same predicament. “These will do, don’t you think?” Without waiting for a response she ran into the field and found a patch of white and blue flowers, the same colors as her mother’s coat. They were perfect! She dug her nose into them, took a quick sniff, and then ripped a couple out of them from the ground. Miraculously, only a few of the roots were still attached and not all dirty. Mary came running up to her and angrily stated, “Why do you get to carry the flowers?” Treya shrugged and smiled in her mind. There was no way she was going to carry a mouth full of grass.

They both left the field and within a few minutes found the same grassland that their mother always traveled to. Mary glared once more at Treya then bent down, putting as much grass as she could into her mouth. She turned to fast in the opposite direction for Treya to see what she looked like, but sooner or later she would see. They slowly began trotting back to the clearing in which their parents probably still lay, treats and treasures for their mother securely in both mouths.

It turns out that it had been a couple hours since they had trekked into the unknown that was the world. Treya finally had the chance and looked over to her sister, stopping in her tracks and trying not to laugh. It looked like she was stuffed with grass and her cheeks were puffed out. Mary looked over and glared, knowing what Treya had been thinking, lifted her head in a snooty manner, and they began walking again.

They finally came upon the clearing to see that their parents had not moved and they both raced over to their mother, dropping their gifts next to her.

“Momma, look at what we brought you!” Treya said with a huge grin on her face.

“We hope you like it.” Mary said after she had spit the grass out of her mouth, small smile on her face as well and some grass still hanging on to her mouth.

Their mother serenely smiled at both of the fillies, “Thank you both, I feel better already.” She answered. She bent her head and ate some of the grass and chewed slowly. “It’s delicious. Thank you both.” Both of the foals beamed at each other then bent their necks to nuzzle their mother on both sides. “We love you mother!” They both said in unison.

“I love you two as well.” Their mother answered and nuzzled back. And so, the day had turned into an adventure plus the filly’s mother was much better the next day. Mission accomplished!

Using same names. :U

Inchiostro looked from his weary mate resting under the protective and embracing arms of a willow to his restless fillies. Whereas Tuetla was disinterested in food or activity, Oiseau and Fiute were thirsting and starving for it. Oiseau was turning a muddied brown in the dirt she had found, and Fiute was nosing through all sorts of inedible and dangerous plants.

"FIUTE! OISEAU!" The first thought in Inchiostro's mind was how impractical their names were in situations such as this. Why hadn't they gone with "Black" and "Blue"? Or even "One" and "Two". He frowned in his thoughts as his daughters looked up at him, now believing he could provide some entertainment or nourishment. They came loping over to him, not bothering to stop in time and running into his thick chest, one half no doubt turning a blue or purple underneath from bruising, and the other half dusty and dirty on top.
"Giiirrrrls...." Coming from his mouth, it was more of a growl and less of a word, and the fillies looked at him wide eyed.

"Daaaaaddddddeeeeeee" They said together, mocking him. Inchiostro was flustered, how on earth did Tuetla take care of them both at the same time? He looked to her for moral support or advice, but she was dozing listlessly, wings twitching from time to time. At least they were flightless, to his advantage. "I've got an idea!" he suddenly perked up. He wouldn't need Tuetla's help or have to bother her today! Instead, he would devote the girls' boundless energy to pampering their mother.
"Lets play a game!" He said, grinning slyly at his daughters and his own cleverness.

"Daddy's finally wizened up, eh?" Oiseau grinned at her sister and threw her head playfully, forelock landing across her eye.
Fiute laughed, nodding "Yeah! He still needs to feed us though! That's the first thing Mommy does!" She said, looking at her blustering father out of one eye, and her sister the other.

"Well that's where the game begins! Its a bit of a scavenger hunt, and the one who does it the best, not fastest, wins." He said, trying to gain control of the situation again. "Here's how it will be played....." Laying down the basic rules and conditions, and giving them a rear signaling 'go', Inchiostro stood by as his daughters raced about, looking for harmless food to eat for breakfast, to pointless energy burning activities, to flowers they would soon strew about their mother.

By sunset, the base of the willow with the resting Tuetela was sweetly perfumed, and warm with the breath of mother and children. Simply watching the events, and lending a helping hoof at times of trouble, Inchiostro too, was exhausted. He tried to lightly step over to his mate, and he took the resting place on her unoccupied side, to lie down and rest with her. It was to his surprise, as well, when a wing unfolded to cover his back, and she looked at him with a sleepy eye.

"Thank you." It was all she said, and all that needed to be exchanged between these two lovers, and with a smile, the family's day concluded.

Father= Ashwind
Pink-marked daughter=Iatha
Blue-marked daughter= Solia
Mother= Diala

It broke his heart to see Diala anguishing, He loved that mare with his greatest capacity to love, a love he saw her reciprocate, the same love he saw other fathers feel for their children... Not him, though. He could barely tolerate his offspring. They were nothing like their graceful, refined, quiet mother... which was why he avoided them at all costs. Today, though, was an exception, and he'd promised to take them someplace special. He could think of only one place that came even close to being special for him. The river. He loved the river. The slow-moving, sparkling water, the soft rustle of the reeds and rushes on the banks, the charming innocence of the fowl that nested on the sloping shores, the cries of the hawks in the trees... every good thing in his life had happened near this water, and if he had to watch over his offspring for the day, there was no place better to do it. Still, he squirmed at the thought of having to spend the entire day with them. As they clopped their way down to the river, he braced himself mentally for this day. From the shores, he could see a family of ducks paddling downstream, a mother, a father, and seven ducklings. He watched silently as one of the little yellow balls of down got separated from the others, and the male frantically wheeled around to retrieve it as it peeped in distress. The mother quacked anxiously as her mate retrieved her wayward offspring. Why couldn't he be like that father duck, caring more for his children than anything else in the entire world? He'd only managed to take them out here today out of concern for Diala. It had nothing to do with wanting to spend time with them because he was their father. At least, perhaps, they could be taught, something his father had taught him when he was a colt.

"Girls," he began, but was cut off by the mad honkings of a perturbed flock of geese, the same peaceful birds that Solia was currently chasing into the river, giggling crazily as she did it.

"Hey!" he shouted, trying to get her attention. "Don't do that to the poor geese!
They didn't do anything to you!"

Solia looked back up at him, puzzled. "But it's fun, Da!"

"How would you like it if somebody chased you into the river?"

"Happy! It's hot!"

Ashwind shook his head, mouth slightly agape. What was wrong with this child?

Meanwhile, Iatha wrinkled her nose, obviously confused. "What's so special about here, Da? It's just the river. We come down here every day."

Her words got to him. Ashwind's spirits fell, deflated. He'd come down here, intent on teaching them some important lesson, how the river was an allegory for life or some such, how the little bends and bumps in the river were like the little snags in life, like their mother's current illness. But... if they couldn't see the inherent specialness about the place... He sighed. Being a father was tough. He hadn't been expecting this, this childishness about his children. He supposed he'd expected little adults, introspective and quiet, but his daughters were loud, rambunctious, and completely clueless about life in general. How did their mother deal with this? He knew that he was supposed to love them. They were perfect, for children. But...

The mother duck was now quacking at the duckling who had kicked away, while the father glided along at the back of the brood. It was the mother's place to worry, to fret, to love... the father was a watcher, a protector, a fixer of broken things. He could do that. He could do that for his family. Being a father couldn't be that hard, could it?

"N...nothing, girls. Nothing at all." He smiled, a small smile, but a real one. "So, you're right. It is pretty warm. C'mon. Let's go for a swim." If he couldn't love them, he could at least protect them.

Foal Prompt-
Trying for Foal #1-
Names-#1-Pharinet, #2-Ren, Father-Valraven, Mother-Everna

Pharinet trotted around a tree after playing with her sister Ren and saw their mother standing in a clearing looking sad, and like she didn't feel well. Pharry stopped and watched as their mother looked into the sky then she lowered her front and then her back and settled on the ground. Pharry looked around her and saw Ren eating some grass. She trotted over and nudged her sister int he side.

"Ren we have to make mommy happy. She looks so sad! Umm...Lets find some flowers and put them around her." she said happily. She looked over at their mother and she was sleeping. "If were quiet then we should be able to place them all around her!" Pharinet said with a smile.

"Oh maybe we can get some in her hair too!! And we could find some apples maybe!?" She said excited as she looked around. "You get flowers i'll get the apples or some kind of fruit." Ren said as she darted off looking for apples.

She was always good at finding fruit. Pharinet walked off and up a hill and found some flowers. She walked into the field and began grabbing some with her mouth. When she got a mouth full of them she walked back and placed them around her mother quietly. She saw that Ren had dropped off an apple and a leaf of berries already. Pherry quickly placed the flowers about her mother, she would try putting them on her and in her mane and tail later after she had more flowers. She quietly went off back to the field and got more flowers. On her way back Ren had followed her.

"I got some more apples and berries so i'll get some flowers now too." Ren said as she passed Pherry. Pharinet walked back happily and began placing the flowers again. She put them around their mother so it looked like she was sitting in a sea of flowers. Ren came back as Pherry was sliding some into Everna's tail. As Ren went behind her and put a few in her mane. They heard someone coming over and turned to see their dad with a mouth full of hay and flowers as well. He placed them next to the apples and berries infront of Everna and smiled at his daughters.

"Seems like i'm not the only one who wanted to make mom happy." He said softly. The girls smiled at him as they put the last flowers in their mothers hair and went and stood next to their father.

Valraven reached out with his head and nuzzled Everna softly. Her eyes fluttered open and she loooked at him then at the flowers and her daughters. She smiled as she looked around her and at her tail and mane.

"Aww you guys know how to make a mother happy. I'm sure i have the most woderful daughters and mate that a mare could ever ask for." She said as she nuzzled her mate back and the girls came forward and nuzzled their mother happily.

"We love you mommy!" They said in unison as they sat next to their mother. Everna nuzzled them back happily. "And i love you guys as well!" She said as Valraven laid next to them all and they shared the apples and berries with one another talking happily about what they might do later that day.