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 Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:07 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:19 am
Yonit blinked at the suns rays. They say the sun was like a god. It brought salvation. Yet salvation seemed so far from the mare. She was now old, and continued life. Yet she felt...unfulfilled in her current life. Thoughts were still contrasted in her same point of view. She felt horrible in her the swarm of thoughts around her, but at the same time happy those thoughts existed.
She made a light sigh and fluttered her wings a bit. It had been awhile since she was around the clearer part of the forest area. Everything seemed more peaceful than usual. That was a good thing, right?
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:38 am
Christabel's muzzle twitches as a bug skitters across it, tickling her muzzle causing her to sneeze. Her entire body shook when she sneezed violently and she snuffles cutely, opening her pure gold eyes spotting a winged female mare. She scrambles up to her hooves thinking that the mare is her mother because she have the wings just like this filly. "Myaa!!!" She cries out to Yonit as she wobbily runs toward the mare with a hopeful look on her face, hoping that she will get something else beside water.
Zahariah was out of the earshot grazing, temporarily forgetting that he have a daughter to tend to. His muzzle sweeps over the lush grass before he rips them out the ground with his teeth. The stallion contiunes to drift farther not know that Christabel is awake and running toward the mare.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 2:16 pm
The sound of a hopeful voice made the mare's head turn in confusion. It front of her was a little foal, not too old as it appeared. She had assumed her to be a girl, as the sounding of her voice was chirpy but soothing. The young golden colored female was running, or stumbling, towards Yonit. She had called her something, right? A myaa? It reminded her of how she spoke to her mother when she was brought out of her dark basket. A myaa...the foal meant mother, correct?
She made another sigh and followed with a sad smile. This girl was surely not related to her in blood. True they both had wings but the foal, she was an alicorn. Yonit was simply a winged mare, with the born talent of flight. It made her upset that she was not the mother though. Not because she wanted a child but because she felt horrible for this child. It made her heart crumble to know she was looking for a mother that she just did not have.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 9:57 am
Christabel's chripy voice calls out once again, "Myaaa!!!" she stumbles forward before she fell in a small heap of legs in front of the winged mare. She raises her head up with wide yet hopeful gold eyes looking directly at Yonit. She flutters her wings wildly as she tries to regain her footing and succeeded in doing so but she is still clumsy. Christabel didn't see a sad smile as she automatically nuzzles Yonit and nudges her, looking for the milk.
Christabel's tail twitches as she couldn't recognize the scent and she stumbles backward looking at Yonit in confusion. She is not my mother? but how..? She have wings just like me She thought to herself before she cocks her head to side. "Myaa??" She inquires the mare.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 10:26 am
Yonit just giggled a bit at the foal's confusion. It seemed that even with a limited vocabulary the foal was intelligent. She sighed lightly and nodded. "I'm dearly sorry, golden little girl. You search for a mother, yet you see none in me," she sighed. "You are correct. I am a daughter myself, and I am much too young to be a mother as of now."
She sighed and nuzzled the foal on her cheek. "Do not fret little foal. So many soquili search for birth mother they simply do not have. It's not easy to explain, but oh how sweet poison it is," she paused and sighed, "so true that we are similar but we are very different, young alicorn child."
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 1:31 pm
Christabel's ears flutters as she hears Yonit speak but she is not sure what the older mare is saying. "N-No ma?" She stutters as she tries to speak before she firmly slapped her wings against her body when she feels the wind teasing her wings away from her body. She cocks her head to side and beams up at Yonit, knowing that this winged female won't hurt her so she doesn't have to be fearful of her.
The golden tiger alicorn filly murrs happily as she feels the nuzzle and she tries to nuzzle back, she wags her tail excitedly while looking at Yonit hopefully not sure what she is saying. "No ma?" She inquires Yonit, asking if she doesn't have a mother as well. She doesn't want to give up the hope that she will find her mother some day. She was blessed to have a father like Zahariah but she wants a mama to teach her things that Zahariah will not be able to.
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 8:25 pm
Yonit simply nodded, a twinge of disappointment in her heart. She knew that the foal was quite heart broken but she could not tell her that she was her mother. Denying reality was something she refused to do. "I'm dearly sorry but I did not conceive you. Not having a mother doesn't mean you're alone though."
She smiled lightly and picked herself from the ground. Momentarily she turned from the foal and turned to watch the clouds in the sky. "In the world one person cares for you, no matter where they are. I'm sure you have one as well, dear little child. Having no mother does not mean you are less of a being. Striving through the hardships of it though makes you more of one," she quickly paused and chuckled, "dearest me, I almost forgot. You're just a foal."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 6:38 pm
Christabel felt a twinge of disappointment in her heart but she brushes that aside because she still have a papa that dotes on her and its enough for her. She nods in agreement to Yonit and smiles shyly. "Yus...." She tries to speak again and telling the winged mare that she agrees with her. She clears her throat as she spreads her wings out, letting the wind teases her feathers and she giggles at the sensations.
The alicorn filly looks at Yonit with almost knowing look in her eyes, almost like she understood what Yonit says. She stays silent as she tries to sort through the information and she just merely smiles at Yonit. "Right." She agrees with Yonit again as she flutters her wings and accidentally let herself hover for little bit. She squeaks in surprise and falls to the ground with a dull thud.
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