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Subject: †nods†


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Thorn
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Date Posted: 16:27:35 06/21/03 Sat
Author Host/IP: strd-p1a-38.lakefield.net/206.40.120.45
In reply to: Noche 's message, "|yes|" on 13:09:23 06/21/03 Sat

†witch nods slowly, standing quietly until severe bolt of pain rages through frame, though to her credit, she grimaced only a moment, before nuzzling steed beside her and bowing her head to Noche and quickly excusing herself. If you'll both excuse me, there is something I must attend to. Swift strides carry fatale over the grassey hills until she reaches a secluded spot under the shade of a tree, contractions getting closer together so that beads of sweat already broke out on ebon pelt. Laying down as gently as possible mare struggles to bring a new life into the world, tresses matting to ebon pelt as efforts re-double in only a short time. Cry of pain is lost in a dry throat, heaving until at last it is over. Heartbeats slow until they become almost normal, whinney released from cracked labrums as saturated boa shifts to allow mug to brush against trembling foal, using tongue to clean off birthing discharge from the tiny body. Gently huffs of warm breaths are placed on the drying coat, smile of motherly pride showing on darkened features. Standing slowly, swaying on unsteady limbs, though urging her offspring to try and do the same, velveteen bumping her son's haunches gently. As he stretched and tried to stand on gangly appendages, she gave an encouraging whicker of support, softening his fall with her neck, setting him backly down on the ground to try again. Another whicker flows through her lips, nuzzling him insistenly until he stood again, this time taking a few steps. Love and warmth flood frame of doe, stepping closer and allowing her young one to nurse for the first time. Tired eyes watch him happily, her cold heart turning over at his young eagerness.†

//OOC: seesh.. long post. That's enough of that for now ;) Will await your relpy Fuzz\\

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