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Date Posted: 11:13:50 12/31/01 Mon
Author: Djali
Subject: - Hurry -
In reply to: ^*^REmletism^*^ 's message, "Re: - nudge- " on 04:40:43 12/31/01 Mon

- Femme walks over to the spot has has laid out for her. Breathing labored and sweat streaming down her muzzle and back. Dark optics look round' for a moment, sniffing the air but finding no sign of danger and knowing it would have been taken care of by her steed if there was. She carefully lays down on her side pon' the soft grass, resting her head on it. She feels something moving inside and knows the water broke. A low grunt is emmited as she begins to push, eyes closed. Feeling a sting of pain but knowing she must continue. At first there is only a little blood, but then two small brown legs appear. Overwhelmed with pain she stops for a moment but then continues to push. The foals body slowly starts to come out, pearly white but wet with the birth liquid. The she beast remains quiet now, the birth almost finsished. The neck of the foal is now seen, seeming to be very fragile, and finally the head. Stopping, she rests for a moment before getting up and tearing open the birth sack so it can breathe. She begins to lick her newborn clean as it opens its eyes and takes in its first sights. Djali smiles weakly, memories of her childhood now fresh in her mind. Standing closly by her filly in a guarding manner, and watching as it attempts to stand. After a few clumsy falls, a low nicker is emitted in encouragement for her filly to keep trying. Finally she stands pon' her long skinny legs - her notciable markings of brown socs on all four legs, with a brown stripe down her muzzle and all white body is radiant. The she beast then wickers quietly to her steed and Temptation to come see the newborn -

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Re: - appraoch - -- ^*^remletism^*^, 15:45:33 12/31/01 Mon
- Re: ~* Whickers *~ -- ~* Temptation *~, 18:14:35 12/31/01 Mon
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