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 Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 4:07 pm
 It had felt almost like ages since Firefly had given birth to her three little foals. They were placed safely into their baskets so that they could gain enough strength. And now....now it was time. Time for them to emerge into the world and start walking on their own hooves.
The mare knew that it would be hard to not have them just in their baskets all the time. But they needed to get out, to stretch their legs. And this prospect excited her.
Moving to each basket, she nosed them lovingly before giving them a gentle push onto their sides. Hopefully making it easier for each foal to get out. The rims of the baskets just seemed a bit too high for her liking, and she didn't want them hurting themselves on their way out.
Taking a few steps back, she watched with great interest. Her heart fluttering as sounds and movement started to show itself. Giving a solitary flick of her long tail, she cooed at each. Hoping to coax them out, letting them know that it was safe for them to come into the world. The little filly inside the dark dappled basket heard the soft cooing. Was it time? Her little world inside the basket seemed to have lasted so long and she had grown used to this confined space. Though it did grow rather boring with all the curious sounds she had heard on the outside.
Her little body shook in excitement and fear. Which coinsidentally caused her own basket to shake. The sudden tip of her basket caused her to whinny in surprise. She sure hadn't expected that!
Nosing at the lid of the basket, she pushed it open just slightly. Poking out her dark colored muzzle and peering at the outside world with a single dark red eye. The larger form of what seemed to be her mama standing nearby gave her a large sense of security. Though she was still a little fearful of coming out.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:36 pm
Being a father was hard work. Pacing around the perimeter of the clearing, Sibalto kept one silver eye fixed on the beloved form of his mate, watching as she nuzzled each basket. It was a ritual he himself had performed, but today it was different.
Today, the baskets wiggled insistantly.
"Children." He breathed, pacing over to Firefly's side and watching the movement with a speeding heart. Now was when the work really started.
The filly appeared first, her eyes the same lovely shade as her mother's. He nickered in welcome and paced over, nosing the next darkest basket.
The nudge woke him from his sleep, and with a wriggle Imrikalto righted himself, peering at the loose lid of his basket. Was it worth it? Hmm.. He debated, nuzzling at the edges of the basket... It was awfully close in here... Tight... Folding his legs under him, he gave a flick of his tail and butted his head against the lid.
Time to get out!
The lid slipped away fairly easily, revealing a dappled roof of trees, the glimpse of a blue, blue sky... And the not so distant figures of his parents. He popped his head over the edge of the basket, eyeing the clearing. A great big world to explore! GREAT!
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 6:12 pm
 Out of the three baskets laid out before the proud parents, it was the last that wriggled the least. Not that he wasn't aware he was getting a bit too round around the edges, and that his cozy little home was shrinking (him, growing? no!), he just wanted to pretend he had a little more time to spare inside of his wicker dome.
But wish as he might, there came a time and place for everything and unfortunately...
Thunk!
The colt inside jerked, and from the outside it looked as though there was a scuffle going on within the basket. Entangled in his own legs, the little one pitched hither and thither, rocking and stressing the wicker with his wildly assorted movements. Until phip!
The top popped off and the tiny colt's head thunked against the ground, staring up into the no doubt bewildered faces of his parents.
He nickered and ducked back into his basket again.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 10:15 pm
Firefly beamed with pride as she watched each foal make their way into the world. A soft smile gracing her lips as she leaned down and nibbled affectionately on the ears of the first foal. Turning her head, she watched her mate attend to the second and in turn took a few steps towards the third. A curious eyebrow raised as the foal and ducked it's head back inside.
Leaning down, she pushed her nose past the lid of the basket and nipped lightly at the colt inside. "Its ok. You can come out now." Her voice was soft as silk as she took a few steps back to give him a little moving room. It was going to be hard to keep attention on all three of them. But she'd try her best to make sure they all had the love and support they needed.
Glancing back at Sib, she smiled more. "Two colts, one filly. Seems you got your little princess after all. And two boys to try and keep a handle on." A small laugh rumbled lightly in her chest.
The filly squeaked lightly as her ears were nibbled on by her mother. The warmth of her breath on the top of her head gave her goosebumps. Wiggling on her side, she soon got clear of her basket. Laying on the soft grass for a moment before rolling over onto her stomach. Thin little legs tucked under her and eyes gazing around in wonder. Her little mohawk mane stuck out this way and that, but she didn't notice. All these things would come with time.
Her head turned this way and that before she nickered to her parents and gave her pure black tail a few quick flicks back and forth happily. Ears twisting and turning this way and that as she listened to all the new clear sounds around her. She turned her head towards the other baskets nearby, eyes widening in wonder as two more that looked almost like her had started to emerge.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 5:03 am
Turning his head in the direction of his sister, and then his brother, Imrikalto gave soft whinnies of greeting, tail wishing as he rested his head on the rim of the basket. Time to stand, he suppossed... He gave a soft huff and wriggled his hindquarters, flipping his little tail this way and that.
Time to stand. Time to stand.
He tossed one foreleg, and then the other over the edge of the basket, working hard to get his hindlegs to support him, which promptly pitched him out of the basket and tail over snout until he was sitting and staring up at his father.
OUCH! He gave a soft whinny of distress, displeased that he had fallen.
Sibalto nuzzled his mate's cheek, smiling. "You gave me three miracles, and I will enjoy every moment I spend with them, and you..."
He chuffed at his daughter in welcome, smiling, and then glanced at the darker colt. Back into the basket? It wasn't that easy... With a grin he paced around the little trio and gave the basket a gentle nudge.
"Come on out then, oh son of mine." He rumbled kindly.
The middle-colored foal, the first colt, gave a 'graceful' nudge to his hindquarters and tumbled out of his basket, a soft whinny of distress echoing out of him. Sibalto looked at the colt now sitting before him with an expression of surprise, nuzzling the little boy.
"There now... Its just a mishap.. There will be a few of those on the way..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:26 pm
When the mare, his mother, pushed passed his basket's lid, he lifted his head and stared in wonder; her gentle voice, her coaxing words - her quiet but overwhelming warmth seemed so much more loving than the woven hands of the basket. The moment she retreated the little colt gave an alarmed whinny - a hoarse and waspish note.
There was only room enough for one in here, and even then he barely fit any longer. The only way to get to mama, then, was to leave this basket, and he was only too willing. He poked his nose out tentatively, squinted his large dark eyes at the big world, and stuck one hoof into life.
And then his father nudged him, and the small colt found himself tipping forward, balancing curiously on his stilt-like legs, before he too fell, mirroring his brother; only this little one landed upon his chin, rear hiked into the air.
His gave said tail an irritable flick, a petulant jut of his chin showing his discontent. He pushed one long foreleg up, and tried for the other, but he seemed unable to figure out why his spindly legs wobbled beneath his awkward baby-weight.
How were you supposed to balance on these things!
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 1:39 pm
She watched with quite concern on her face as each started to explore the idea of walking. It would take them a bit to get it down, but she knew they'd start to catch on fast.
Looking at Sibalto again she laughed softly. Her tail giving a long drawn out flick before it settled against her back legs again. "Now they need names. We can't just keep calling them 'you' all the time."
As the third colt stumbled about, she gave a quick nudge to his rump. Trying to get him up onto all four legs. Walking with your face to the ground and your flanks in the air would prove to be quite difficult. And that thought made her giggle. "You can do it. Just take your time."
The filly watched quietly for a moment before she gave a good look to all of her legs. Reaching out each of them one at a time, she placed a sharp tiny hoof flat onto the ground and shakily lifted herself a few inches off the ground. Hanging there for a moment, she looked almost like a spider with her knees bent.
Taking a deep breath, she lifted herself up wards the rest of the way. Her little body swaying back and forth as she tried to balance herself. Eyebrows furrowed as she took a few wobbly steps, tripping over her own hooves and landing against her mother's leg.
Well, she had made it this far. Time for a rest!
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 4:32 pm
Sibalto glanced at his mate and nickered softly, knowing that somtimes the best thing a parent could do was allow a foal to get used to their legs on their own. It wouldn't take them long at all, already they were standing for brief periods.
"In my homeland.. It is a tradition of my family to pass down a name.. My Sire was called Alto Rien... Which is why I and my brother are named what we are... Kiralto and Sibalto..."
He paused as the middle colored colt stumbled to all four's, nudging his nose under his son's belly as thin legs -dappled with red on the two fore- threatened to give out.
"If we could, I would pass it on to one of my son's..." He murmured, nuzzling his colt's silky belly. "Stand up now... There's a champion.."
Whinnying happily as he stood -albeit wobbly- the colt turned his head and nuzzed his father's neck, glad for the help of standing. Turning to his mom he grinned proudly, little tail waving like a flag.
"S-s-s-stand!" He stuttered out, eyes dancing at his parents.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 12:32 pm
With one leg tucked under him, the other bent like a cricket, and the last two splayed out, the little colt was in a curious position indeed! His mother's nudge gave him a burst of determination and he lifted his head, unfolding his foreleg with a bit of trembling, and throwing it out so he was stretched out like a water glider. He gave a shrill bray of triumph.
Then he wiggled his rump and drew in his back legs one at a time, kicking off and gaining a bit more momentum than he would have liked. He skipped forward with an ungainly leap, and all but tripped in the general direction of his brother. He squealed and bent his forelegs just in time, digging them into the ground just as he neared the other colt.
His bewilderment became sheepish amusement, and from his spring-like state he gave the other a nudge.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 12:52 pm
She nodded to her mate with a smile. "Of course, love. Its fine by me." Turning her head slightly, her long mane swept across the ground as she nuzzled her daughter lovingly. Giving a few nickers of comfort before nibbling a little bit on the fillies mane. "I think Dafina would be a good name for our little princess. Don't you think?" Firefly cast a curious glance at her mate for a second before looking towards the third foal. "And for him? Do you have any other ideas?"
The dark mare had a few ideas, but she would like to hear what Sibalto had to say first. Besides, they were in this together so they might as well name their children together.
She laughed softly at the third colts bewilderment after taking a slight tumble again. And then the sudden little voice from her second colt made her grin. "Already learning to speak hmmm? Well your certainly are a fast learner." Tucking her long legs underneath her body, she lowered her body to the ground to watch as each foal started to walk around and explore.
Dafina continued to rest against her mother's leg until her legs gave out underneath her. Sliding against the soft fur of her mother's pelt, the filly tucked her legs underneath her small body as she flopped to the ground.
This was some serious work!
Giving a little whinnie, she stared up at her mama with a little grin before rubbing her cheek against her leg. Her attention caught momentarily by her siblings for a moment, she gave them each a curious glance.
As her mother lay down next to her, she nuzzled against her shoulder. Her little ebony tail flicking back and forth like a dog wagging its tail. "M-m-mahmah..." Letting out a little sigh, she leaned her body against her's and let her eyes lid halfway. Watching the world through her eyelashes.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 5:00 pm
Imrikalto squeeled when his brother brayed and toppled over, giggling as he sat on his rump, legs a-tangle. Well, that hadn't lasted long! Deciding he had better give it another go, he struggled to sort his legs out and lurched to his hooves again.
"S-s-stand!" He echoed, once he was doing so. He grinned at his sister, whickering a sweet hello to her, tail wagging at his parents.
"Dafina is a lovely name for our Princess..." Sibalto rumbled, nuzzling his mate and smiling as he watched his daughter settle to her mother's side.
He glanced at his darkest child, grinning. "He's pretty quick to be about... Anything comming to your mind?"
((*cough Ferrari referance, cough*))
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 3:51 pm
He nipped at the newly named Imrikalto, before giving his legs another go and prancing like a stilt-walker towards his sister. He trembled a bit when he met her with with a start, lowering his head suddenly and nudging her nose with his own. His ears swept back with a small grin, and he gave his head a proud, if not slightly shy bob.
Though his two sibling had already found words, the late-bloomer found himself struggling for their meaning; it was obvious by the cant of his head, birdlike, that he was trying his hardest to understand. His ears tweaked erect and he listened to his parent's voices, but found it difficult to grasp hold of a single word. He decided to keep his little mouth sealed, choosing instead to skip about (albeit oddly) the area of which his parents stood.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 4:25 pm
Nuzzling the belly of his grey son once more, Sibalto sorted through a bunch of names as options for his son... "Imrikalto..."
He rumbled the name around, considering his son. "Yes.. Imrikalto will work for you..."
Imrikalto grinned at his sire, then whickered at his brother, ears flicking about happily. He reached his muzzle toward his mother, wanting to greet her properly. "S..S... Stand..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 6:02 pm
((Merrr, Lat-luff try to stay in posting order please? x3 It gets very confusing to me to who has posted and who needs to.))
Firefly smiled as she nosed Imrikalto's muzzle with her own. Her ears perking as he continued to repeat the word. For now, she was proud that they were even walking and trying to say words at this point in their earlier lives.
Bitting her lip for a moment, she watched the third colt make his way about. Reaching out her nose, she nudged him gently. "Ferarro." She let the name run off her tongue for a second before giving an affirming nod. "Ferarro should do. What do you think?" The mare glanced up at her mate briefly before her attention was brought back to Ferarro as he awkwardly skipped around the clearing.
Dafina nickered softly as she touched her brother's nose with her own. Dark red eyes shining with curiosity. "Feh...feh...Fehrreroh?" Her head instantly turned up to her mother before looking back at her brother. But he had skipped off and left her behind. She didn't mind. The warmth of her mother's body was inviting and made her sleepy.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 5:54 pm
The newborn leapt at his father, bushy tail flicking like a flag caught in the wind. His long ears swiveled at the sound that rolled from his mother's mouth, and he wandered near, bumping his nose against his father's shoulder as he made his way back. It sounded nice, he thought. But soon his attention was caught elsewhere, by the soft 'zree zree' of a cricket. He lifted his fore hooves as if to bounce and twisted off towards the sound, nickering as he went.
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