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 Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 11:41 am
 Family...
Such a simple word, yet Fremere found himself struggling to wrap his mind around it. He had a family now. Two daughters birthed by a dainty, in his opinion, fluttercorn that he had become increasingly... fond of. Things had happened, obviously, and children resulted from it. What he thought of those results, he wasn't quite sure.
Amber eyes scanned over the thinly wooded area, searching for a sign of his daughter's location.
He loves them both, he really does. More than anything he had ever loved before. When they had emerged from their baskets, he'd been filled with such joy that he thought for sure his heart would stop beating within his chest because that joy was just so over powering. But with that joy came fear. He was a father now, that meant he had responsibilities.
No longer could he come and go as he pleases. No longer could he simply leave without looking back. The aimless wandering he'd once taken part in had come to an end. And... he might never take part in it again.
Thoughts of settling with Aonani, staying with her after the children had grown, swirled within the confines of his mind. He imagined what life would be like with the flutter and with each day, he found it more and more appealing.
But such thoughts were not for now.
Where was Aisha hiding?
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:12 am
 The little filly did her best to hold in the giggle that was threatening to erupt from her mouth. It wasn't often that Aisha got to spend some alone time with her father, so she was excited that he agreed to let her come along with him for the day while her sister and mother spent some time together. She didn't exactly know how the day would plan out, nor did she care, she just hoped it would end up being fun and that her father and her would end up being a little bit closer, if anything. White tail flicking, she grinned as she watched her father from behind a couple of shrubs situated between some trees. Was she playing hide and seek, tag maybe? She didn't really know. Aisha was just looking for a little fun. As her father walked past, she grinned and decided now was the time. Darting out, she charged and attempted to headbutt the large stallion's leg, which might have not been the best move when she found herself on her back and staring up at the canopy. "...Hello Papa."
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 10:35 am
Feeling as if he'd been rammed by a large gnat on steroids, or his daughter, Fremere turned to find that it was indeed the latter. Orange eyes widens a fraction out of contained panic when instead of finding his daughter up right, she was on her back. Those tendrils of panic wrapped around his heart and gave it a hard squeeze.
"Aisha, are you injured?" queried the stallion as he leaned down to carefully nose at his daughter. Checking for any sign of injury. As he nosed, nudged, and nuzzled, all actions maintaining the utmost care, silver locks his short mane fell to obscure his vision and tickle at his daughter.
What kind of father would he be, if his daughter managed to get injured under his watch? What would he do? And how would he tell Aonani and Dominica?
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 11:44 pm
Her wings lightly fluttering against the ground beneath her, Aisha let out a light giggle as he father gave he a quick check up. She couldn't really understand his worry, but then again at this age she thought she was indestructible, especially when her father was around to watch over he. He would never let anything happen to her, right?
"Haha, I'm okay, Daddy, see?" She kicked her her legs and quickly flopped to the side to get back on her feet. "I am strong, like you, Daddy! Nothing is ever going to hurt me, and I am never going to let anything hurt anybody else!"
It was more like a fact than a statement really. In the young filly's head she believed it was her job to be like a father, to be a protector and protect those whom she believed needed protecting, needed someone to believe in and look up to, especially when it came to her family.
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