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 Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 3:36 pm
He couldn't think. He couldn't even walk straight. His one small act of helping had made him a father-to-be. Now his nerves were a wreck and his once always-glossy coat and hair were now raggled and dirty.
And the fact that the mother's personality could be passed on...it scared him...to death. What he needed right now was...was...He didn't know what.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 3:47 pm
Arsenic's movements were proud as he trotted along, Asthario loyally by his side. His mane was clean, his coat was soft, and his eyes shined happily. All had been going well with him, besides the fact that he had yet to become a father. But that could be solved eventually, right?
The rhythmical sound of his pounding hooves had him almost in a trance as he walked along, on his way to his mother. What stopped him was the sudden feel of gloom and distress in the air. He knew it well, after-all, he was a momma's boy. He glanced around for it's source, concern etched deep in his features. He was suprised to find a stallion who looked like he was struggling to keep himself upright.
Quickly he rushed over, but did not invade personal space. Asthario was quick to stand infront of his friend protectively as he eyed the stranger. "Are you okay?" He asked softly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 4:18 pm
He didn't even have the Energy to turn around and see who was talking to him. His nose was clogged by..something and he couldn't tell if it/he/she was friend or foe. But he could still answer fairly well.
"I'm gonna die. I'm gonna either die or be miserable and make my kids miserable or their mother is going to eat them..whichever comes first..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 4:50 pm
Arsenic snorted in surprise and trotted around to look the stallion in the eyes. It wasn't that hard, even if the stallion's head was hung, because he was rather short. "Clear your mind of all those bad thoughts and explain to be what happened." His voice took on a soothing tone; he was trying to help.
"Why don't you start from the beginning?" He prompted softly. "What caused all this?" Asthario seemed to relax as Arsenic took control of the situation, seeming to understand that this may not be as dangerous as he had first thought.
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