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 Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 1:57 pm
She must have eaten something funny within the past couple of days. Her stomach felt tight; as if something were begining to press uncomfortably on her insides. She made her way down to the stream to get a sip of cool water, hoping that would do something to ease the wretched feeling that had overcome her. She'd eaten a bad apple before but this was something altogether... Different.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 4:51 pm
The day had grown quite boring, and Dia found herself wandering around for the good part of the morning, strolling here and there, looking for something to do. She had already hunted for her midday meal, and figured it'd be best to find some water to wash away what bloodstains might have been left on her muzzle. One must keep pretty, after all.
Knowing there was a stream nearby, the candy kalona made her way out the forest and in the direction of the flowing water.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 6:50 pm
The sip of water hit her stomach strangely causing her nose to scrunch as she took a sip back. Well, that wouldn't do... Not at all. At this rate she was just going to have to find a nice patch of shade to make herself comfortable in and hope that it went away.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 7:19 pm
She had found the stream at last, but with her discovery came a new surprise... a quite large pink and white mare standing next to it. The mare seemed familiar enough, but as Dia drew closer, a tell-tale bulge seemed to be protruding from the stomach area of her.
Ohhh, this was far too good to be true.
"Well, well, well... what do we have here?" She questioned cattily, arriving closer to her destination and the plump mare.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 7:32 pm
Her ears flickered towards the sound of a voice... A strangely familiar voice. She turned her head slowly, nose wrinkling as golden eyes landed on a pink and white striped mare. "Oh. It's just you. Do go away. I'm in no mood for your silliness today."
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 9:43 pm
Large wings twitched. Silliness? Who did this mare think she was? Did she forget what breed Dia was, or the fact her stomach was no longer swollen with child? No, the tables had turned, and Dia refused to let her forget it. There was no fun in killing her... not when she could return the favor by words.
"Of course you're in no mood, darling," she grinned, walking forward to stand beside the cheshire colored mare, "With all that weight you've added on, surely you'll remain in a foul mood until it comes off of you."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 2:06 pm
She snorted softly, letting her eyes close for a moment as if the mere act of doing so would make the other mare disappear. She truly didn't feel at all like being social... But maybe that could change.
A slight smirk curved her lips as she opened the eye nearest the other mare, eyeing her quickly. "Weight? Are you certain you aren't looking at your own reflection there? It doesn't look as if your figure has gotten much better since you gave birth to however many monsters you did... What exactly did you let bugger you to produce such a thing?" Still completely oblivious to any weight she herself might have put on.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 7:38 pm
Dia clucked her tongue, feeling quite amused with the situation. Just as they had met long ago, and Dia herself not realized she was pregnant... Katarina had obviously missed out on her own symptoms. Should she just bluntly tell her? Or let the poor thing figure it out on her own?
Her ivory head turned to glance down at the stream, enjoying the returning gaze she received from the pink and white mare in its reflection, despite the rude words spoken by her companion.
"Three worthless creatures." she found herself answering, never taking her eyes off herself, as if giving silent assurance that her waist had indeed trimmed itself since giving childbirth, "There were three, and they were all mutants, like the spawn who sired them."
Pink eyes blinked, and she finally turned away from her thoughts and her mirror, back towards the smug looking mare.
"But, enough about me... it's quite obvious you've been rather intimate lately, darling. I do hope you know which stallion did it... but then again, surprises are always nice, aren't they?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:02 am
"Three?" It was all she could do to keep herself from trembling; to keep the quaver from her voice as she said that word. If one had been that bad... She could hardly imagine what the other two were like. There were two other creatures like that roaming the woods?
Snorting she tossed her head high, holding it there for a moment as she regained her nerve. "Your son must take after his father then... At least in personality. He does look so much like you, Dia darling. With those stripes and those wings... Aren't you at all proud of the monster he's become?"
She almost faultered again as the other mare continued to speak. Intimate? She couldn't possibly be talking of that intricate little game she and Mad H had played. Her mind had been so flooded with thoughts and sensations that...
Her golden eyes gleamed before narrowing. "What I have done and with who is none of your business. I have only let one stallion touch me, thank you very much."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 4:12 pm
Ah, so she had hit a raw nerve at last.
Her mind had been so focused on the mare's last snippy remark that Dia almost failed to hear her earlier comment. Her... son?
Teeth gritted together as the realization hit her. One of those damn colts had met this mare? And had let her LIVE? What in the hell would that make her look like?! Granted, she hated their very existance, but the least they could do would be to make a name for themselves... to at least make their parents look good!
But she wouldn't let Katarina have pleasure in her hatred, her remorse over the fact she had been foiled in her attempts of murdering them off at a young age.
"Of course I'm proud, though I have to say I'm quite disappointed that you're still walking around after such an... introduction."
Her eyes found their way back to the large swelling on the cheshire colored mare. "Well, I must say, darling, it sure looks like he did a bit more than touch you."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:06 pm
"If you're such a proud mother why aren't they trotting along by your side doing all of your dirty deeds for you?" Her brow lofted slightly as she turned to eye the other mare. "I don't think you're proud of them at all... What, with how upset you were to be round? No... I think you despised them. Afterall, he did say you tried to kill him."
Smirking she lowered her head to the water, feeling better for the moment. "Mm... And what if he did? I still fail to see how this concerns you... Or how it involves my stomach ache, for that matter."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 5:50 pm
She returned her answer with only a simple glare. Katarina was right, and Diabetia wouldn't lie about it, especially if it was obvious enough. But it was good the colt had realized her intentions towards him. No loving mother role for her, thank you.
"It doesn't concern me, sweetheart." she said flippantly, throwing her hair back and out of her face, "Unless you want to consider the fact I might have a good meal or two in the future out of it."
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 5:37 pm
"What? And chance damaging your figure again by eating too much?" She snorted softly, casting a sidelong glance at the other mare. "Why don't you stick to tearing apart your own kin... Oh, wait. That's right... For one reason or another you couldn't."
She shook her head slowly before taking a step away from the water. "Let's play along with your little game for a bit... Let's say I am expecting... Why on earth would you want to eat my young? Just because you couldn't eat your own?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:02 pm
"For one thing, I'm sure their hides won't be as rough without feathery wings or horns to worry about gnawing on," she mused in return, happy to play along with the game. "And you yourself do look so scrumptious. It would be good to have some tender foal meat for a meal or even... dessert?"
She smiled, showing off her fangs at last. She toyed with the thought of what a pregnant mare might taste of, especially finding the goodies within her womb. It would be dreadfully messy though, and the foals were probably not fully developed enough to make a worthy feast out of. No, she would wait, she was patient. Instead, she simply kept smiling and nodded her head in agreement to her own words.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:28 pm
Her brow lofted slightly as she turned to the candy colored mare. She eyed her for a moment before snorting, giving her head a light toss. "For all the talk of eating and food that spills forth from your mouth... You would almost be certain that you would be the size of a house. Amazing that you aren't, you know. Is there nothing else you fanged, winged things think of? Should you not be off plotting somewhere or do you like giving your 'meals' a warning?"
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