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a love living in the shadows ;;; Sapphire Moon&Emerson
Topic Started: Nov 5 2011, 03:53 PM (82 Views)
ƒierce
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.
The blue roan emerged from the silvery liquid slowly, letting the excess water drip from her blue pelt. Her silver-webbed optics gazed at the land before warily, and then she took a step forward into the pale sand. This was to be her fifth child, the second of her children from Viral. A small smirk pulled at her black lips as she thought of the chestnut. She would never be important to him like Iofiel and Cortessa are, but she enjoyed what time he happened to give her. Black auds pinned slightly as she froze; a twig had snapped making her do so. Her elegant head inclined a few degrees, and her black ears pricked forward. A few moments later, the Mustang relaxed. Ever since word of Omen's reappearance had come about, Sapphire Moon had been nervous. She had spent prqctically no time in the brute's herd, but she had given him a son, one she took with her, never lettig Omen see the boy. The mare sighed; she had no ideas as to where her slate grulla son had gone. He was of age now, no concern of hers, but, still, she worried. 

Sapphire Moon turned to look at smallcopse of willows and dogwoods as she passed it; it piqued her interest, so she walked through the dangling vines with her head ducked low. A smile appeared for a moment; she decided to give birth here. The mare slowly laid her body to the forest floor, legs tucking beneath her blue body. Once she settled, thefemale chuckled. She had not laid like this in a long while. Eventually, her thoughts wandered to Martyr, a blue roan overo colt. He was her second son, but he, too, had wandered off, never letting her know where he was headed. Her children exasperated her. Darsal, her first-born, had left her daughter, Sapphire's grand-daughter, with the blue roan in the Province. And while the blue roan didn't like being looked at as a baby-sitter, it had given her a chance to know at least one of her grand-children. The mare looked around calmly as her contractions started up again, this time closer together and greater intensity. She nipped at her barrel and groaned, feeling movement. Her child was shifting now, and her time was coming. The blue mare got up precariously and then laid down again, repeating the process a few times before she couldn't get up again. A grunt escaped her lips once; she pressed her lips together. Laying down on the left sode, her head stretched away from her body, and she began to push.

Many long hours later, dripping with sweat, Sapphire sat up and looked to her new foal. The mare licked her child loving, ridding it of the sac that had contained it during the pregnancy. As the material slipped away, Sapphire smiled at her child's color. The sac finally was removed, and the mare breathed in her foal's feminine smell. It was a filly. The blue mare continued to clean her child until the foal squealed in protest. Nodding, the mare stodd, placing her hooves away from the foal's fragile body. This forced the foal to stand, as it had smelled its mother's milk. The filly stood quickly and soon began nursing. The mare's tail twitched slightly atthe sensation, but she was immediately relieved at the lessening amount of milk. Sapphire nuzzled her foal's cheek when the filly finally turned around. The girl's blue eyes flashed in Prime's light. The mare lifted her head, appraising the filly's black tovero pelt. Her name would be Emerson.
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
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