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 Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 5:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:00 pm
Nostalgia was exhausted.
Leaning her body against the cavern's wall, she turned her head around to face the three baskets near her side. They had been squirming for the longest of time, but it seemed that as their mother settled down, so did they, and now all three beautiful babies were fast asleep in their protective coverings.
Sighing, she rested her head down and took the time to nuzzle each basket affectionately, very tired, but very happy. It was sudden, the pangs of labor, and Nos still didn't know how she was able to manage by herself, but she did.
It seemed like only yesterday that Anusha and Fable, Nos and Jean's native friends, had presented them with the trio of baskets to hold their future offspring in. It was so touching, having the two-leggers care for them like that, and Jean and Nos had left them in their temporary cavern as Jean went in search for a home in which they could reside in.
Little did either of them know, however, was that although Nos remained behind in the cavern with the baskets, neither expected her to have the onrush of labor as soon as she did, and after what seemed to be endless hours of anguish and pain, each beautiful foal arrived into the world.
She had struggled to get each baby in their basket before the next came, but somehow she managed, and it was still a mystery how she had managed to do so. Birthing was a painful experience Nostalgia would never forget, but with a beautiful and much worthy ending.
The only regret Nos had was that Jean was not there to witness their birth. She knew how dissapointed he would be, but seeing the baskets and the babies would be a delight as well, so perhaps it wasn't too bad.
She continued to try to remain awake, awaiting Jean's return as she fought sleep and kept watch over the cavern's entrance. The weariness and fatigue finally won her over, however, and Nos soon succumbed to the overwhelming need for sleep.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:25 pm
Jean had placed his mate in the cavern. Making sure she was safe before he went off, in search of Anusha, and the teepee mates he had come to respect. He was tired, and the journey had been long. He had gained nothing, as he never found Anusha, nor Esper,Micah or Flit.
They must be off somewhere together. he thought.
He knew that he'd been gone for quite sometime. Apparently long enough that his family had deserted him for the mountains, knowing he would be okay. Winter months were harsh, and if anything, they were probably on their way back home, and if that was the case, he'd see them soon enough.
He only wished he hadnt left Nos behind for nothing.. He was praying he'd hav something to show for the journey and time he'd given..
Approaching the cavern entrance, he spoke softly, looking inside.
"Nostalgia?"
He smelled the scents of which he'd never smelled, and he worried.. What if something had gotten her? He'd never forgive himself for the death of her and his young.
"Nostalgia?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 7:23 pm
Nostalgia awoke, dreary and confused, as she heard the voice of her mate calling out to her.
"Jean?" she replied weakly in return, "Jean... is that you?"
It took her eyes a while to adjust to the darkness of the cavern, but when she did, she saw the tan stallion entering, a look of confusion on his face.
He looked different, and it took her a few moments to realize that he had added feathers to his mane and bands around his legs.
"Jean..." she said weakly, relieved that he had finally arrived. "It's happened... Jean... they're here."
She motioned towards the three baskets, and gave a weak, but happy smile.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:58 pm
The sound of his lover's voice made his heart jump and he sighed.
Oh thank the heavens Nostalgia was safe. That was all he could think.
Keeping his eyes to the purple ones of Nos, he gazed at her, thinking deeply about her words.
His eyes widened, and he looked beside her belly.
Three baskets, one that looked exactly like him, lay beside her.
"Nostalgia?!"
He said, voice happy, and even pitchy.
He was losing his cool!
"Ma amore', it's true! I am a daddy! And you are le mere'!"
He said, dipping into his french once more.
"Mon amour, il est arrivé. Les bébés sont nés, et j'ai la raison pour célébrer. "
My love, it has happened. The babies are born, and I have reason to celebrate, was what he'd spoken. True to love, and true to his self.
He was a father!
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:37 am
She smiled. He didn't seem worried that he missed the actual birthing at all, and she was somewhat relieved that he wasn't upset.
"Yes, Jean... all three, beautifiul, all three unique, all three little Jeans and little Nostalgias." Trying to lift herself up, she managed to scoot her way closer towards the baskets and gently touched each with her muzzle, identifying them.
"This one, with the feathers, they were the oldest of the trio. The second born now lies in the basket with the silver top, and our youngest, the little one, lies in the basket that looks so much like yourself."
Taking the time to snuggle all three, she whispered quietly to them, expressing her love and joy of being a mother, and how happy she was to have them finally here in this world. She wanted her babies to feel safe and warm, and know her voice from the very start.
Lifting her head up, she motioned for Jean to approach. "Come, Jean..." she said, trying to keep her voice low, in case any of the three were still fast asleep, "Come say hello to your children. Let them hear their father's voice."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 2:57 pm
He smiled.
"One looks just like me. And it is the youngest. Oh my.. I never dreamed of this moment.. Never had an inkling in the world of this precious feat."
He grinned. Walking over to the baskets, that Nostalgia had just tenderly nuzzled, he too, paused to give each a gentle nuzzle and a snort of love.
Raising his eyes to his mate, without his head moving up, he looked at her, love beaming in his own eyes, and he saw it reprociated in her eyes.
"My darling.." He looked back down to the baskets.
"My darlings. I shall teach you the language of love, and the art of a good night. A beautiful moon, and lovely stars shall be your canvas."
He spoke, smiling.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 3:54 pm
Nostalgia smiled, her heart warm and happy, though her body ached and felt torn apart.
"I wonder what they will be like, our trio." She said softly, leaning her head against the cave's wall. "Wouldn't it be adorable if the little one took after their daddy? I can just imagine, a little foal or filly following you around, trying their best to mimic their papa."
Still smiling, she closed her eyes, resting. "They are all beautiful, Jean.. I wish you could see them..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 3:58 pm
"Its a cruel fate to keep the looks of the foals from the fathers."
He mused, teasing.
"I feel as if I should be offended. SHould I be offended my love?"
He asked, approaching her and nuzzling her lovingly.
"Should I make you tell me which one of our babies looks like who? Or should I think you did the right thing by not telling me."
He looked into her eyes and smiled.
(Oooh, any day now<33 Baskets'll open!)
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:09 pm
She choked out a laugh, the rumble shaking her stomach, hurting her lower area, where only hours ago caused her so much pain and grief.
"Not by intention, Jean... I waited as long as I could, I assure you."
Her lavender eyes opened, meeting his dark ones. "And I think I shall let it be a big surprise. A lady must keep SOME secrets to herself, shouldn't she?" she teased back. Her eyes darted lower as she noticed one of the baskets wriggling.
Grinning, she said,"I'll bet that little one will be like you, Jean. Lots of spunk and energy."
((Yes, I'm so excited, aren't you? ^^ I can't wait to see the little beauties. We definitely need a big 'ol family RP when it happens <333 OH! And btw, your cute siggy picture with Esper has a misspelling >_> ))
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:15 pm
"Oh you are a dear." He said, smiling a bit.
"So how are you feeling my love. I see I neglected to ask how you were in all my excitement. Shame on me for my manners. Or lack thereof. I do worry about you I swear. Even when I am not around you, and I am so far away, I worry that my Nos will be gone when I return."
He looked to the baskets.
"And I betcha that one of them is as lovely as you. All of them will be, but I bet, exceptionally so."
LOL! HOOVER?! As in Vacuum? Well darn.lol. And yes! I am very very excited.]
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:26 pm
"I am... as best I can be," she said, trying to think of the best way to put it. She was both physically and emotionally drained for the evening, and the moon had yet to make half of it's round across the sky.
"And there should be no worry about me; I won't have any of it. Right now the children should be both of our main concerns...to protect them, nourish them and love them. I know they were brought into the world this evening, but it won't be long before they begin thinking independently for themselves, and that'll be the day the trouble starts." She grinned wider, watching as a second basket seemed to wriggle alongside the first. "For it seems they all are anxious to join us out here in the open."
Nodding kindly at his words, she agreed, "They all, from what I can tell, take on something from the both of us. It is scary how accurate our two-leggers were with the baskets they made for the little ones... frighteningly accurate indeed."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:35 pm
"Indeed. Anusha has always had a knack for the outlandish and creepy way of doing things. But not a bad creepy.. A... different creepy."
He smiled, nuzzling each basket, then laying beside his mate. Whom he considered his bride. He nuzzled her, and nipped along her mane.
"Feel better my sweet. I wont have you feeling pain when such joy has come of it."
He grinned at her.
"Thought of any names yet?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 5:15 pm
"My pain is nothing compared to the joy I have for our darlings," she said quietly, feeling drowsy again. She laid her head down against his chest, and nuzzled closer, the baskets lying in between both of their warm bodies.
Her work was done for now, and it was time to rest... soon enough, she knew, life would become more hectic and they would be dealing with small, fragile little beings running around and about, not knowing the dangers held in this world. But they would listen, and they would learn... it would only be a matter of time.
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