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 Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:38 am
 Stripe gently nudged her foal along, today they were to reunite with Moam.
She wanted him to at least get to meet his daughter. She wondered how he was keeping with the other two children. Every time she thought of his her heart sank and she wanted to cry, he had been such a good friend to her, so understanding, caring and sincere. She missed him a hell of a lot but she understood he had his own things going on. Strip had decided to go and see him as soon as she thought Echo would be strong enough.
She knew that at first her Father was proud of her, she'd found herself someone nice, but when the news of the breakup had reached he wasn't so sure of it all. Her siblings were always out flying so she spent most of the time huddling up to her Farther moping.
 Echo moved stiffly on trying to follow and keep up wit her mum, she was full of excitement she'd never met her dad before,"where are we going?!"
She hopped around smiling and running through her mothers legs causing Stripe to stumble."You'll see soon, we aren't far." Stripe regained her balance and started to walk one again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 12:34 pm
 (That's right, Mask Off baby!) Moam laid in the shade, the day bright and warm. The sun shone through the trees that swayed with the gentle breeze.
It was so reminiscent of that fateful day when he first met Her. He wondered how she was doing, and how his other foal was, and always hoping that they might pay him a visit. Moam didn't want to disturb their life now though, but he always told himself he'd be there if she ever needed him.
A playful nickering brought him back to reality. His son was playing around the glen, attempting to play-fight with Moam's mask that was discarded on the ground. He had decided to take of the helm, wanting his son to know who he was and is without metal separating them.  Obsidian rolled in the grass and made 'gur' noises, keeping himself pleasantly entertained. He enjoyed getting away from the herd for awhile with his father, there were no other foals his age there.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:49 pm
Stripe soon arrived with her daughter, she swooped her head around looking for the marble stallion. "Moam...? Moam?" She walked around a little a little until a seemingly familiar,male appeared in front of her, but she wasn't sure. His mask had been discarded? "Moam? Is that you?" She spoke softly with a small smile on her face. Her ears pin pointed the gurring noises and she turned her head to see a little purple colt with green eyes, she gasped and her heart fluttered.
"Is that him?" She knew it was a stupid question, she could obviously see it indeed was her son. Echo peeked out from in between her mother's legs, she looked up to her mum looking at both of the males,"so who's this then?" She asked with inquisitive cheer. All she could see of the male from down there was big swooping wings and a marble or rocky exterior like her own. She turned to look at the colt not making any connection as to who her was, she watched him gurr and giggled to herself. She whinnied to him hopping for a response she hadn't much of a chance to play with anyone her age either. "Awww cool! Look at that mask thingy it's so cool!" Her eyes widened,"wow. Does that belong to you sir?" She directed her question at moam.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 10:36 am
Moam stood up when he heard his name being called. The mare that showed herself was not one that he had expected, shock showing on his face. He had expected it to be some mare from the herd i needing of assistance. Slowly a soft smile replaced the shock as he looked at his daughter and her mother. His daughter... "Yes, it's me. I've opted to leave it off for Obsidian, your son." answering both of our questions at once.
Moam dipped his head down to the little foal. "Yep, that's my mask. It helps protect me." he had the sudden wish that he had it on, so that his face wouldn't scare the little one. He looked back up at Stripe chuckling, "Looking at those legs, I'm guessing this is my little girl?" asking the question he already knew the answer to.
Obsidian, distracted by the newcomers, ditched the helm and trotted over. Looking between the two females, he swished his tail quiet as a mute. He was always timid around new soquili, they intrigued his interest but also turned him shy in the moment.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:28 pm
Stripe smiled,"Oh Moam I've missed you." She assumed he'd be feeling a tonne lighter without the helm, he had the most charming eyes she had ever seem and the cutest smile, it was a rare opportunity to see it but she was glad she had gotten the chance. To her he was a very kind and handsome stallion, he'd been the first to express an interest in friendship without running away or treating her mean. "What a lovely name", she smiled,"where's the other one?" She wondered if they were wandering around somewhere too.
Echo whinnied happily,"wow! You must do something pretty cool if you need a mask like that." She flicked her tail and whinnied again,"so you gave me these legs?" She pressed her nose up against his slightly invading his space with a cheery grin, this meeting had truly intrigued her.
"Yes this is your daughter Echo", she looked down at Echo,"this is your farther. His name is Moam." Since having the children Stripe had to grow up a little but she still retained the bounciness which liked to make an appearance every now and again.
She wiggled her tail, she'd never met someone so cool. He was almost as cool as her granddad. "Moam", she repeated after her mother slowly,"so you're my daddy and that is Obsi...Obsi...Obsidian?" She struggled with the name for a second or two.
"It is nice to meet you both." She moved out of her farther's space and looked at the colt who was meant to be her brother.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 3:17 pm
A genuine smile spread even wider on his face. "It's really good to see you too. It's been so long..." he reminisced. She looked good and it seemed as though she had become a lot stronger and more mature since he last saw her. Having foals did that to both of them.
Moam laughed huskily at his little daughter, "I wouldn't know about cool, but it definitely serves to protect. Maybe one day you'll have your own. I did give you those legs, they're heavy aren't they?" He smiled again then straightened up to speak more seriously to Stripe. "The other one is being looked after by a friend. A fellow stallion that had spotted the basket at the base of a tree. He grew rather attached to it and has helped me raise the both of them. Your other daughter actually inherited my wings."
Obsidian was moved by the other foals kindness slowly crept closer to the too. He stuck out his muzzled and inhaled rapidly, first looking at his sister and then up towards his mother. "Hi..."
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