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 Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 6:46 pm
  ====================== The sun have disappeared beyond the horizon hours ago and the baby foal curled up against her mother's body opens her eyes when she had a nightmare about being chased by a dragon-looking soquili. Her body is covered with cold sweat and she shudders nervously while a small whine escapes her throat. Isabella nudges her mother's side with her side whenever she gets a bad dream but this time, her mother is dead to the world and is very deep into her dreams. Isabella's silverish eyes moves toward the mouth of the cavern where the moonlight beams down to the still snow-covered ground, beckoning the filly to come out and play.
Isabella gets up on her long thin legs and walks outside, she blinks as her night vision slowly comes to her but things are still dark to her. She paws at the ground nervously as she whickers softly, she does not dare to venture out far from her cavern due to her fear of being attacked from above by a dragon-like soquili. Isabella's body shook with new tremor as she could remember the bloodied maw of the dragon-like soquili and the malicious gleam in his pure black eyes. She bites back the whimper as she moves toward the nearest forest, hoping to find her friend Kimi or Randee or perhaps Dharmesh so she could romp and play to chase the nightmares away. "Kimi?? Randee??" She calls out for her family relatives first as she moves her head from left to right looking for them before she began to call out for Dharmesh.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 6:59 pm
Nostalgia trudged through the snow, her chains giving off a soft rattling noise as she walked. There had been no sign of Jean for days, and she worried for his safety. It wasn't like him to run off like that... and of all times, when she finally had something important to tell him.
Shivering, she paused to lean down and nuzzle her belly. Now she was caring for more than just herself, and she was excited and nervous at the same time. It was still too early to feel them moving inside of her, but she knew they were there, and loved them. She had awful experience when it came to foals, for all were scared of her ghostly being, and she had no experience parenting, but she was ever so glad to be given the opportunity to try.
Her aura beamed its soft white light in the darkness of the evening, and her lit horn kept her path bright in front of her. How lonely it was at night time when all of the other creatures were asleep. She wished she had someone to talk to... it was unnerving, the silence of the evening. She had nothing to fear, for most creatures feared her, and the ones who were fearsome left her be... no one seemed to have any need or care for a ghost in their lands. Sighing, she continued on, gazing around at her environment in search of something... anything, that could keep her distracted.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 7:14 pm
"Kimi!!! Randee!!! Dhar!!" Isabella contiunes to call for her friends not knowing that they are not nearby or they are soundly asleep just like her mother. She bites back a plantative cry as she realizes that nobody is going to come out to play or at least keep her company until she is ready to fall asleep. Her body shudders once again with tremor as she spots something glowing approaching her 'hiding' place behind the tree. She hears the chains rattling and it sounds almost like a 'death rattle' she heard in her nightmare. She turns her head toward the cave when her insticts urges her to flee to the safety but her curiousity have gotten the better of her.
The dark colored foal slowly inches away from her hiding place as she cranes her neck forward to see where the glowing and the sound of the chains rattling gently coming from. She blinks in suprise and horror when she sees a ghost-like soquili wandering around the forests. "So its true!! the myths about the ghosts are true!" She mumbles to herself, panicking slightly as she turns around, stumbling on her front hooves which sent her flying into the ground with a dull thud.
With her little hooves flailing in the air when Isabella tries to get up but she was blinded with terror because she is 'reliving out her nightmare'. "Mama!!!" Isabella cries out with fear evident in her voice as she contiunes to flail around for while before she scrambles up to her hooves unsteadily. She found herself near the ghost-like mare, she have unwittingly rolled down the hill right in front of her. Her eyes went wide like huge saucers as she couldn't even move due to her being immoblized by the sheer terror.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 7:31 pm
Nostalgia had heard the names being called out in the distance, and she paused to listen to the desperate sounding voice. It didn't sound like an adult's voice... but what was a child doing out in the middle of the night? There were many dangers to be had when the sun went down... kalonas, wolves, lions, and many other scary beings willing and loving the opportunity to snatch a young one up in the blink of an eye.
She began to trot a bit quicker, her chains trying to pull her down, as she went to locate the voice that had just belted out a loud "Mama" call, fearing that it had been snared by a beast. All of a sudden, a dark blur tumbled out in front of her path and she quickly reared back in a halt before she could trample the young creature.
Looking closer, it was a beautiful little foal, who was obviously scared out of her mind. It took Nostalgia a few seconds to realize why the poor thing was so scared... she wished there was some way to hide her ghost appearance.
"Now now, little one, I'm not going to harm you!" she said quickly and gently, watching as the poor thing shook and trembled before her. "I'm a friend! I promise!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 8:05 pm
Isabella tries to make her legs move so she could scramble up and flee because the aura around this particular mare is kind of cold. She forces herself to stand up but she is dizzy from the tumble down the hill and a small involuntary whimper in pain escapes her throat when her hind leg throbs angrily. Her wide eyes contiunes to remain fixated on the mare. Her ears twitches and swivels around when she hears the mare's voice. "You won't harm me?" She says in small squeaky voice.
A small part of her mind reassured her that the mare is indeed tellng truth but she couldn't wipe out the nightmare that is still fresh in her mind. She takes a step back from Nostalgia as another visible tremor shook throughout her small body. "O-okay.. I.." She stammers as she tries not to stutter or show her fear because she was taught that the evil creatures live off the fear. She wasn't sure if Nostalgia is lying or being geniune toward her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 4:42 am
She heard the whimper and began to worry. "Are you hurt, little one?" She asked softly, eyeing the foal up and down.
The foal, still a baby, let out a squeak and Nostalgia's soothing voice was quick to respond.
"No, little one, I won't. What harm could I possibly want to do on such a pretty mare such as yourself? I eat the grass and the leaves, just as you do, but I may smell and look different... does looking different make me bad?"
She smiled and leaned her head down in a curteous bow. "My name is Nostalgia. I am, what you probably are thinking right now, a ghost, yes. But not all ghost are scary. In fact, I'm about to be a Mommy ghost. What's so scary about a Momma Ghost?"
Nos herself had to pause and think about the logic in her own words. Ghosts didn't have children... did they? And if they didn't, how could she explain her own situation... did that make her no longer a ghost? Or was she learning more abilities that ghosts could possess... the power to reproduce offspring?
Still smiling, she turned to look at the back legs of the little one. "Are you hurt, little one? You seem to be limping..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 10:47 am
Isabella nods weakly as she lifts her sore hindleg up slightly to keep the pressure off it. "I.. I will be ok, ma'am." She stammers as she looks up at Nostalgia while her ears pricks forward hearing the soothing voice. Isabella blushes as the older female calls her pretty and she smiles tentatively at the female, shaking her head. "I.. I guess not." She looks at the ghost female and bobs her head.
"You will be a momma?" Izzie says with a huge smile on her face as her tail began to wag excitedly. That could mean she will have more friends to play with! "I am Isabella but you can call me Izzie if you want." She says as she cranes her neck around to see the pregnant belly of this ghost.
She shivers lightly as she moves toward the tree automatically for some 'warmth' and she is limping because her hind leg is almost swollen and sore to touch. She frowns slightly at Nos and nods slightly. "Yeah... its my.. leg"
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 3:59 pm
"This little foal is adorable," Nostalgia thought to herself. She secretly hoped that she had a daughter who was as sweet and happy as this Isabella appeared to be, not to mention as pretty.
"Well, Izzy, yes I will be." She confirmed, unable to hide a smile from the other Soquili. "My tummy may not be showing it right now, but I have one or two little ones inside just waiting to come out and say hello to this world. Perhaps one day you would like to play with them?"
Her eyes twinkled happily. What a charming foal she had come across! But from where had the little one really come from? She tumbled out from the woods... perhaps her family lived inside among the trees?
Nos frowned as she noticed Izzy limping more than she had been before. The leg was looking very bad, and she feared it might be broken. "Izzy, I think we should go to the stream and get that in the water. The cold water should help the swelling go down.... do you think you'll be able to make it there on three legs?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:22 am
Isabella's face brightened up when she hears that the mare in front of her is pregnant. She wags her tail excitedly as she tries to prance around to show her excitement and pleasure at the prospect of more friends but her swollen leg is stopping her from doing it. "Yes, Ms. Nostaliga! I would love to play with them when they come out!" She exclaims happily as she scoots closer to Nostaliga's body nuzzling her stomach murring happily which is very bold move for her.
Izzie turns her head toward Nostaliga's head curiously and nickers lightly, remembering that her hind leg is swollen and throbbing angrily. She nods her head and beams widely at the female soquili. "Yeah, I can make it to the stream. Its not first time I hurt my leg" She bobs her head as she looks around for the stream while her ears is perked up, straining to find the sound of bubbling water. "....Where is this stream?" She whispers as she couldn't hear the water, she turns her head toward Nostaliga with a smile on her face while she sticks close to Nostaliga for security reasons.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 4:06 pm
Nostalgia couldn't keep from smiling. Isabella seemed very enthusiastic of the prospect of having new foals to play with, and it warmed the ghost's heart to no end. Even if her children were spirits themselves, at least they could still have companions and friends in this lively world.
She watched as the injured Isabella energetically bounced around, using her three good legs, and Nos giggled as the little one accidentally tickled her stomach as she nuzzled it.
Her ears perked to hear for the stream as well, for even with her horn's light as guidance, she still wasn't sure of her exact location. Her ethereal wings opened and fluttered on her back, begging Nos in their own way to let her fly up to search for the stream, but Nostalgia wouldn't dare abandon the foal by herself on the ground. Though faint, she believed she heard a flow of water a few angles off in the distance from her current path, and she nodded her head in that direction.
"I think it's this way, Izzie." She confided to the small horse, and began to walk her slow walk, her chains dragging behind her. She hoped her already slow pace would be slow enough for the limping foal to keep up with.
"So, Izzie... where are you from? You tumbled from the trees, so is that where you come from? Are the trees your parents?" Nos teased lightly, hoping to distract Izzy from her hurt leg.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:07 pm
Isabella wags her tail as she stays close to Nostaliga before she hears the giggling from the adult mare. "It tickles?" She inquires in mischevious voice before she looks up in awe at the wings, she cocks her head to side and is very tempted to rear up and n** at the wing to see if she could touch it or her muzzle will go through the wing. But she refrained from doing that due to her fear of hurting a pregnant mare.
Izzie strains her ears to hear the sound of the bubbling stream, she turns her head toward Nos just in time to see her nodding in the particular direction. "All right.. lets go!" She exclaims happily as she tries to bound along Nostalgia but with every step she take, her hind leg throbs more. She tries her best not to wince as she surrendered herself to limping slowly while staying close to the adult ghost.
Her ears pricks up as the adult female inquired about where she is from and asking if the trees are her parents, that elicted a giggle from this particular filly. "No, silly!" She exclaims with a laugh. "I am from the mountains where my mama and papa live. I don't know if trees could give birth to a foal like me" She crinkles her nose up at the thought of being an offspring of the tree.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:19 pm
"What a unique tree that must be, if one could give birth to such a pretty horse as you!" Nos giggled back, keeping a watchful eye on Izzie, and her wounded leg. She had heard of such a thing as Soquilis living in the mountains, but she never realized that they could raise foals in such a harsh territory. She hoped to raise hers and Jean's near their teepees, next to rivers and fields of grass, away from any form of danger.
It hurt her to see the poor thing limp her way to the stream, and Nos wished for an instant that she had arms like the two-legger that could grab the little one and fly her directly to her mother. Izzie shouldn't be out so late, and if the mother knew.....
"Why ARE you out here in the middle of the night, little one?" Nostalgia asked her, realizing she never knew. "And does your mother know where you are? I'm sure she'd worry to find out you're missing."
Of course any mother would worry about her foal's dissapearance. Nos only hoped that Izzie's mother had no clue for the moment, so that she and Nos had enough time to get her leg somewhat healed up before they returned to their home.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:01 pm
Isabella laughs as she shakes her head. "I would like to see that!" She laughs more as she contiunes to limp, occasionally make a jump to escape a deep part of the snow. She began to think about the prospect of having more foals to play with and it fills her with excitement and unexpected warmth because she always is out looking for more friends or more soquilis to interact with. She could hear the bubling stream nearby as she shakes herself out of her dreamland when she hears Nos speak.
"I couldn't sleep because I had a nightmare. I didn't want to wake my mama up because she was so tired." She says in contrite voice and she looks up at Nostaliga with a frown on her face, feeling bad that she ran off without letting her mother know. "She doesn't know where I am but I am safe with you, I am sure..." She cocks her head to side watching Nostalgia. "She is probably used to me running off all of the time.." She tries to reassure herself.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 4:20 am
She hadn't meant to worry the foal and now she felt somewhat bad for asking the questions. Nos already felt bad because she had figured the foal had hurt her leg by trying to hide away from the 'scary ghost' to begin with, but she was still glad to have Izzie's company.
"It'll be alright, I'm sure," Nostalgia reassured her. "Let's just hope that she's a heavy sleeper and that we can get you back to her before she wakes up."
She could hear the water getting louder as they walked closer towards the stream. The night air was chilly, but the stars and moon dancing above in the night sky were comforting, and shed enough light to keep the shadows from growing scary.
"So you had a nightmare, hm? Those are pretty scary... I can get nightmares too, you know." She added, hoping to make the foal feel more comfortable.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 10:06 am
Isabella turns her head toward the sound of the water with her ears perked up so she could follow the water. She is still young and is still learning how to detect the general direction of the sounsd. She beams widely at Nostaliga for not getting mad at her. "I think she is a heavy sleeper.. I can't even wake her up even if I want to." She falls silent as she ponders if being heavy sleeper is a good thing or not. "Is heavy sleeping good for you?" She suddenly inquired after a short lapse in a conversation.
"Yeah.. it was very scary for me. I dreamt that I was playing in the forest and the dragon like horse (kalona) suddenly came after me and chased me until I fell down, mama tried to save me but...." She trails off as she sniffles, not wanting to think about her mother dying to save her. Tears burns in her eyes as she shakes her head quickly to stop the tears from falling. "You can get nightmares too?" She blinks owlishly at the ghost mare. "I thought ghosts can't dream or have nightmares?" She says curiously.
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