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 Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 3:48 pm
This RP is set after Gal tells him she's pregnant. That has not happened yet, but I will backtrack later.]
So it had happened. The wonderful news of pregnancy had been granted to his ears, and his mind was spinning along. It seemed to be unable to come off the lovely high he seemed to be achieving. Foals. Finally. He, was going to be a father. He had thought himself unable to sire foals, and the thought had been truly devastating. This pregnancy was everything he had hoped for. He just prayed nothing happened to the foals while still developing. He'd hate to be this excited, to mourn soon after.
His legs were carrying him across the grassy plains. He had taken a liking to the open ness. He had once only resided at the teepee, but upon moving to his Eden with Gal, he had expanded his horizons.
Esper was full time Teepee Mare now.
He shook his darkened chocolate tail, flicking it across his side to rid himself of the daring flies. Pests they were. He saw no need for them at all..
Again his thoughts went back to pregnancy. His golden eyes gleaming with the words, 'Im going to be a daddy' screaming in his skull. It was written in his eyes and movements that the stallion was surely happy. He hadn't remembered feeling so happy.. Ever. He had hated his foalhood, having to grow up so quickly.. And he had hated life in general. But now, he had something to live for again. Oh wouldnt King be proud!
He was going to be a grandfather again, and he wouldn't spawn the little hellions that his sister had birthed.
He flicked his tail again. Oh no. His foals would be angels. His foals would be world changing.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 3:54 pm
Cynara nosed at the little black and white painted basket. Through the woven matterial little hot breathes came within. It was her baby and it was alive full and well. She nestled the basket at her side as she looked over the plains. She smiled softly, the other two baskets were with Blais. She had given birth to not only two but three childeren. How happy she was. The little basket moved as the child within romped inside of it's warm home. "Settle down now," she cooed. The little one knew it's mother's voice, and scent even now he did so...until his attention span was lost and forgot her words.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:00 pm
Micah hadn't expected to see Cynara again.. Ever again in fact. But he saw her now, talking and nuzzling a basket. It was a swirl of ebony and ivory. Its hues pleasing to the eyes.
Blais must have been a paint.
He went to proceed forward, but then a thought came into his head. What would his baskets look like? Better yet, what would his foals look like? Would any favor him somehow? Or would they all take the gorgeous-ness from their mother? He didn't care, but he was hoping for a little girl. Hoping so badly for a little Gabrielle. He snorted, forcing himself to proceed to Cynara's path.
He wanted to see the mare again. He had lost her as mate a long time ago. But he would befriend her now. He and Gal were forever mated. He and Gal were madly in love. And he and Gal were going to be parents.
"Cynara!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 4:08 pm
There was that feeling again, that over protectiveness that made her want to bare her teeth at anyone who came near but she knew him. He was okay, past love...he would be the vengeful type though she doubted he had anything to be vengeful of. She shrugged slightly to herself as her emerald orbs gleamed.
"Hey Micah," she didn't plan on moving from her basket...she was providing body heat and it would leave it unprotected...definant no-no. She could feel the foal move more as it to had heard the noise in turn it made little snorting sounds that made her smile, just like Blais.
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