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 Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:17 am
The following is a private roleplay between xxx Yuki Bear xxx's Mest and Snapper, and Ryuukishin's Lazarus, Anchovy, and Sardine.
Note that Lazarus is maxed.
 
  
Yuki`s Teepee l Ryuu`s Teepee
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:22 am
Yuki
Quote:  Mest knew somehow that today was the day. He had woken up beside his lover and daughter, and he had checked on the two little baskets nestled in between his folded forelegs as soon as his eyes had opened. The two new additions to his growing family. He glanced at Laz. Their growing familiy. A shift in one of the baskets caught his attention. His eyes widened. "Lazarus... Anchovy... wake up!"
Quote:  The little skinny foal was sound asleep inside the wicker shelter. Warm, and content not to leave his resting place for quite some time, he let out a grunt when something shifted against his basket, jostling him a bit. Suddenly he heard a familiar raised voice and rolled over curiously. Was something going on?
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:24 am
Ryuu
Quote:  There was urgency in Mest’s voice, and Lazarus woke instantly. “What is it?” he asked, pressing close against the large draft’s side. “Enemies? Are we in danger? Sho—oh.” He’d noticed the moving basket.
Quote:  Anchovy showed much more enthusiasm than the silent, staring Lazarus. “Oh! Oh! I can’t wait!” she cried, leaping to her feet. Some may have thought the usdia were at a disadvantage due to their size, but boy could she shift from sleeping to sprinting faster than any full-sized soquili. She ran rings around her parents and siblings, as if to transfer her energy to them.
Quote:  The female foal was not so content as her brother. She pressed against the boundaries of the confining basket, the motion splitting the weaves so that dots of light shone on her pelt. She was curled around herself and it was difficult to find solid footing but – there! Freedom! She had managed to poke one leg out of a hole.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:26 am
Yuki
Quote: Mest had barely gotten a chuckle out at Anchovy's antics before a little white leg sprung free from the basket. He stayed on the ground, wanting to meet his new children face to face when they popped out. "Anchovy, what do you think? A boy?" He had always wanted a son since Growl had left. It was not as if he was unappreciative of the blessing that was his little Anchovy - she was as rough and tumble as any son could be - but it would just be nice to have some backup when boys started becoming interested in his little girl.
Quote: The foal's wide eyes stared out of the little holes in the wicker basket. He couldn't see much, but he heard ripping. Was it really time? He wiggled nervously. He didn't want to leave.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:28 am
Ryuu
Quote: “It looks like a leg to me,” Lazarus commented helpfully. He nipped his mate’s ear to show that, despite his dry tone, he was only joking, and continued to watch the basket. His expression wasn’t as rapt as Mest’s, but he was interested. After all, Anchovy hadn’t turned out like they expected. She was tiny, for one thing, and... well, alive. He’d hadn’t truly believed in the Wishing Star’s power before she’d come along. Now, they had two more.
Quote: “A brother would be great! I wouldn’t mind a baby sister, either!” Anchovy stood on Mest’s side opposite of Lazarus, ears pressed forward as if her life depended on it. She inched closer at the exposed leg with a soft laugh, tail waving joyfully. “Hey, there! I’m your big sis!” she told it.
Quote: The little filly wriggled her foot, but it was uncomfortable having one limb free while the rest were still cramped. She tried to widen the hole, but it was much harder breaking the weave with a knee than it was with a hoof, and she eventually tucked her leg back inside. She was quiet for a few moments, thinking up a new plan. Finally, she poked her nose out of the hole and honked.
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 12:29 am
Yuki
Quote: Mest chuckled at Laz's quip, nipping him back with a grin. "Aye, it's a leg - but what is attached to the skinny little thing?" he wondered, eyeing the wiggling limb. When the leg retreated back into the hole, Mest lowered his massive head down to be level with the basket. He blinked when a snout poked out and honked at him and barely contained a laugh. Instead he huffed at the little nose, blowing hot hair into the basket, and nudged the little snout gently with his own. "Need some help, little one?"
Quote: He jumped a bit at the honk and noises coming from beside him. It was time then. He reluctantly poked at the wicker with his nose, snuffling along the edges.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 4:41 am
Ryuu
Quote: The filly squalled. She didn’t need help! (Though that didn’t stop her from nosing eagerly at the soft, warm thing that had touched her.) She wriggled to push her face farther out of the basket. Her blue eyes, a darker shade of Lazarus’, could be seen within a few moments. Grunting with the effort, she pressed her hooves down and pushed. Pop! went the basket lid. Unfortunately, her head was still stuck in her self-made hole, and it was her hindquarters that had made its escape from the now-uncovered top. She sat down with a thump, the basket stuck to her like a frill, and finally conceded to accept assistance from the forms that smelled so familiar to her. Quote: Anchovy laughed, though not unkindly, while Lazarus raised a brow behind her. “ This one looks like you, da!” she called towards Lazarus, grinning wide. The basket had suggested as much already, but it was always nice to have it confirmed. Though she had a nice blend of her parent’s coat, it was still Mest’s gray that was predominant with her.
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