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 Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 11:13 am
Family Rp for anyone related to Cynara or Blais, or considered related.
Cynara sat beside her baskets. All three of them snuggled against her side. Blais should be coming soon, she didn't want him to miss everything. But she had sent word for all of the family to come. Today would be the day, she knew in her heart that this was the day that the little ones would come. She just knew. It was a mother-child feeling.
The black and white paint basket was getting the most anxious, it was moving constantly. She was getting squished in this prison! She snorted before ramming herself in the side of the basket, trying to get comfertable but she was just getting more irritated. Her orbs blinked as she looked to the top of the basket, she was debating. She didn't fit anymore, should she enter the real world now? Or make her mom's anticipation grow? She smiled at the thought before squirming some more.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:20 pm
"Come on you two! What is taking so long to catch up!" Moki replied yelling at the two that dragged behind him. It was always the same with Kanti and Tsela, the two of them either playing or arguing or even worse being sidetracked from the reason they were leaving. They always seemed to drag behind!
Ugh.... she told us that it would be soon, but at this wait we will never get there!
"Don't worry Moki I'm sure we will arrive on time" Alona replied with a smile on her face. It was apparent that she was excited, her daughter was having kids! Or at least they were coming out from their baskets! She would actually get to see her grandkids first time exploring the world! She had missed out with Tsela... but she wouldn't for Cynara!
"She should be around here some where" Alona replied stopping for a moment. She gave a loud knicker, someone should hear her....
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:33 pm
Cyrus had been on his way aswell, he held his head up proud. Why wouldn't he be his daughter's baskets were going to come out today. Or so they assumed. If it wasn't today it would be tomorrow. He too had seen the baskets start to bulge with little foals, they barely fit now!
He smiled at the thought of grandkids, well more grandkids. He hadn't met two of them. Tsela was a good boy. His emerald orbs flickered as he heard the sound of his beloved. He sounded back as he trotted towards the herd of them. All four had came, Alona, Moki, Tsela and little Kanti. He smiled as he approached them all. "You've made good time," despite what Moki thought they almost beat him. He nuzzled Alona before looking to the rest of them with a warm smile. It was obvious he was happy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:54 pm
"Thats a relief!" Moki replied looking at Tsela and Kanti, who still aparently were not paying any attention to him but finally caught up.
"But its not fair you were it!" Tsela cried.
"Sooo who else are going to play tag with, the butterflies! You were the closes!" Kanti replied sticking out her tongue at him before putting on a straight face for Cyrus and nudging Tsela. The arguement was going to have to wait.
"Opps....." Tsela replied as he gave his grandfather a goofy smile. He still didn't notice the face his father was giving him.
Moki shook his head.
"Cyrus!" Alona replied with familiar happy grin on her face. It was good to see him, and she was bursting at the seams with happiness. She gave him a nuzzle before asking,
"where is she?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 1:08 pm
Caelyndei sighed softly, squirming against the pinching fit of the only home she had known before her mother's womb. She wished her sibling would stop fidgeting, wincing as the basket on her one side jabbed into her with fitful discomfort. Cae was sure they were all uncomfortable, but did they need to react so fussily? Small sides rose and fell gently, pressing close to the warmth against the front of her basket where her mother's side was. Or at least what the little foal had come to recognize as her mother's scent. It was a frightening idea, leaving the darkness. Heaven only knew what was outside and her superiorly detailed imagination could only imagine what sort of strangeness awaited her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 1:24 pm
Cyrus looked back to Kanti and young Tsela, he gave the two playful ones a light smile before standing by Alona's side. "This way," he replied. He had watched Moki for awhile and he did have his 'look'. It made him laugh, to himself. He nipped at Alona's mane, excited to see her as well. It was always a joyous moment to see his mate and family. He felt as if he was the base, the support while Alona ran everything and made it go smoothly. He would always be her backing.
Cynara nuzzled her basket, the one which was the quietest. The little brown one with the emerald gem. It was so beautiful...they are were. She smiled as she huffed at the little basket who was disturbing the others. "If you don't like it in there, you can always come out here." she replied softly with a slightly teasing tone as she nuzzled the paint basket.
The little basket looked to where the voice came, and she snorted back. As she curled herself, the weavings were starting to itch and she thought the indians did it so at a certain point the foals would want to come out. She flopped back over banging into her sister's basket without care.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:20 pm
He found her again without trouble, despite several detours and pitfalls along the way. Her scent, the light aroma that spoke of home and peace trailed languidly around his muzzle, leading him on as much as his anticipation hurried his steps. Above the big painted stallion could sense his mentor, Crousader, gliding easily along the treetops; while his own father paced at his side, a strong and reassuring presence.
Neither older stallion spoke now, since neither really knew the eager anticipation of being a father. Crousader being childless, and Flame... well, Blais knew those unspoken reasons all to well. So Blais was left to his silent broodings, that is until the other two caught wind of Cynara and whickered in greeting... with Blais remaining silent only so he could breathe as he galloped the remaining distance.
The darkest basket was an odd one, remaining deathly silent....
Except for the odd snore or two.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:25 pm
Tsela gave an even goofier smile when his grandfather smiled at him. Before nipping at one of Kanti's beads in hopes to get her to talk again.
Kanti on the other hand forced a smile to her face, even after all the years she had been there he still scared her a little. She never knew what was right or wrong to say to him. She wasn't even sure what he thought of her.... she even ingored Tsela when he nipped at her mane. She just sort of remained staring at Cyrus with uncertainity.
Alona nuzzled Cyrus back before heading the way he had pointed. She just couldn't wait! She gave Cyrus a smile thinking about him for a moment....
Moki watched as his father looked at him. He gave him a small smile, he must be excited for Cynara as well... even though he didn't show it as much as his mother did. Either way, he was excited, wasn't he?
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 2:53 pm
Cyrus felt the eyes of the other's on him but more so Kanti. He was old enough to know which eyes were which. It was an aquired talent. They hoofed it in silence, Cyrus ears flickered every which way. He was being extra careful...he wouldn't mind taking anything out that bothered his family. Their family. "Were here." he replied as they entered some brush to see his daughter with the three baskets. He smiled before trotting over to her and nosing her neck. He looked up to see Blais and Flame...it took him a moment to look up to see Crousader. "Were all here." he replied. He smiled to Blais, he was a good boy too.
Cynara couldn't help but smile as her family arrived. But more so Blais, he looked so handsome. But the expression upon his face wasn't one she knew what it was. She knickered happily to him as her tail flicked. She couldn't be happier her mother, brother, Kanti, and Tsela...even Flame and Crousader of all soquili! Her emerald orbs were wide and excited, now she couldn't wait to catch up and her foals come out of their baskets.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 3:16 pm
Curiosity waged war with uncertainty inside the foal's mind and body. There was the familiar voice of her mother, which spoke with such smooth kindness and fond greetings. She was eager to snuggle against the warm body of the one who had protected her for so long, plush tail wagging at the thought. Thundering hooves echoed inside her basket and made the whole world feel as if it were going to collapse on her. What was that?! Galloping hooves quieted suddenly, but even as her tiny ears strained to listen, she could hear no new voices. There didn't seem to be any sounds of distress or struggle either, which was reassuring in a way that she didn't quite yet understand, causing the fur which had bristled along her spine to fall flat again.
Jabbed in the side by the annoyed shifting of her sibling basket, velvety soft muzzle issued a tiny snort of surprise, giving the direction the sharp motion had came from a wounded look before she wiggled and squirmed to press closer to the quiet which lay against her opposite flank, nudging into it gingerly. Only to be rewarded with a small snore. Sleeping!? At a time like this? She trilled in amusement, how could she sleep with so much nervous energy in the air? So much expectation which rode on their every motion and especially with their kin ready to burst from its confinement like some sort of wild thing.
Thoughtful gaze drifted warily to the wicker walls of her basket where new hoof steps approached, far more than the last. Tucking her nose against her chest she shied from the sound. So many strangers. Maybe.. maybe she could tolerate the discomfort of her basket a little bit longer, at least.. maybe until everyone had gone away. Though the mounting enthusiasm didn't seem to be dissipating any time soon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 4:07 pm
Alona made her way to her daughters side, her eyes wide with happiness
"how are they! How much longer do you think they will be?"
Moki gave a funny look to his mother and shook his head. His face with slightly goofy grin, count on mom to be impatient. He gave Cynara a small nod, as well to one to Blais and to the stallions that stood near him.
Alona gave a small chuckle before nuzzling her daughter and moving to stand beside Cyrus. Her soft brown eyes noticed two other stallions near Blais, she didn't recongnize either one of them but they must have been his family.
Tsela and Kanti remained in the back. Kanti more so quiet then Tsela. Tsela brown eyes looked around, he was a little unsure what was going on but his goofy grin never left his face.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:56 pm
Cynara, "They're good, they're..." she stopped after she started looking at the black and white paint basket whom had been moving the most...
The basket snorted once and then went utterly silent. She scented daddy! The little filly rammed the top of the basket before having it fall off exposing the little filly. Her eyes widened it was cold. The little fill sneezed. And then again before blinking around, her eyes were squinted from the brightness of the day but she got used to it. She let her front hooves fall over the side of her basket as she beamed happily, knickering merrily to everyone.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 8:35 pm
Some how the sound didn't surprise her as a newly revealed sibling popped bravely from its basket to greet awaiting spectators. She was automatically in awe of her kin, evaluating her own level of bravery. There were so many things outside the walls of her lovingly weaved basket. Slender ears could hear them shuffling and speaking amongst each other, too many that she didn't recognize. Lifting her eyes to the lid of her basket, slight form shrunk from it for a moment, reluctantly turning her face to press between her shoulder and the side of her basket awkwardly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 8:13 pm
Alona's soft brown eyes widen as the a small foal appeared out of the basket. Her fur was white with beautiful black prints markings on her body. Alona could feel her body wanting to lurch forward to nuzzle the new foal but her feet planted still beside Cyrus. She was so beautiful!
Another pair of soft brown eyes watched as the small foal appeared. It was just like Tsela when he came out of his own basket. A smile spread across Moki's face, it was an new day for the foal now.
Moki gave a small nuzzle to Cynara.
"What will you name her Cynara..."
Tsela and Kanti remained quiet, though Tsela couldn't help but feel the urge to run up to her and ask her to play. But he knew it was better if he didn't he should wait until it was ok to.
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