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Date Posted: 23:44:51 03/02/03 Sun
Author Host/IP: CPE-203-51-138-190.vic.bigpond.net.au/203.51.138.190
In reply to:
Wildfire
's message, ".x. worries .x." on 14:18:17 03/02/03 Sun
The jezebel walks silently through the bush, no longer holding the confident stride of a monarch but the timid stride of a young filly. A whirl of thoughts passed through her mind, none of which she completely understood. Sighing, Yarrawa lowered her chassis to the ground, allowing her fulcrums to collapse beneath her once again. A whicker of reassurance reverberates over her vocal tuners, directed at Sudden Storm, calling him over. [Since the actual player seems to have dissapeared im gonna take over him:)]
Sudden Storm crept towards his dam, lowering himself to snuggle up against her warm hide, his dark bay colouring showing up clearly against her silver.
Yarrawa nuzzled the colt affectionately before lowering her own culmination to rest. A sad sigh escapes her duo as she lay there silently, the pain overwhelming her. Slowly, her eyes began to close and she drifted off into a troubled sleep once more.
Hours later the monarch awoke, shaking uncontrollably. The same nightmare.. Gathering her fulcrums beneath her the sweat-soaked valkyrie rose to her fulcrums, and she turned to nip at her flanks and groaned. Slowly her eyes grew accustomed to the faint light. Yarrawa nudged Sudden Storm with her nose, waking him up and leading him off at a brisk walk. It was almost time..
Finally, the f'mmora arrived at the spot that she had picked out some time ago. It was a nice little thicket with a boulder rising up, up, far into the sky, with a mass of snowgums acting as a roof. Only a small amount of light filtered through to dance upon the sandy bottom. She placed a reassuring nuzzle on Sudden Storms wither and nipped at her flanks once again. Yarrawa paced backand forth for awhile, until finally a strong contraction gripped her and she groaned, laying on her side.
An hour or two later the valkyrie stood placidly as two newly born tykes drank their dams milk. One a creamy colt, and the other, a silver filly, as pale and bright as the moon. Yarrawa called softly to Sudden Storm, and for awhile longer she stood placidly as he drank, the other two sleeping.
A few hours later the silver vixen nosed up the three foals and led them through the tangled scrub, wasting no time in teaching them all that they'd need to know to survive in the wild. Her pain of losing lightning momentarily forgotten.
Eventually the small group said goodbye to the brush and hello to the new world that stared at them curiously. Yarrawa threw up her culmination and whinnied for Wildfire, placing a nuzzle upon each and every one of her foals own muzzles.
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