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well baby it's hard,; taryn ++ tyro
Topic Started: Jan 17 2012, 11:32 PM (70 Views)
Magnanimous
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She wasn't sure, exactly, what had possessed her to go with that stallion. Maybe it was the fact that she was lonely. Or perhaps it was simply because she had heard Chiron was back, and she wanted to punish him. Obviously, she'd be going to her brother. There was no stopping the persistent pull she felt in that direction, and honestly, she had nowhere else to go. But first, she'd made this little detour.

Was it the spots, perhaps? They had been pretty; alot like her own, before they'd faded and she had greyed out. Maybe this foal would be spotty too. That thought made her smile. Though, a thought that made her frown was that her child wasn't going to see it's father. Did the stallion realize that? Probably not. Well, if any problems arose, she knew she could take care of herself. And worse case scenario, Chiron was around and he'd always been intimidating.

Taryn is shaken from her thoughts by a contraction; it's the first one so far, and the pain is slightly overwhelming, which frightens her. Nothing she had felt had ever hurt this badly before; it was terrifying, and it had only just begun. Taryn wanders through the Foaling Quarry, not exactly sure where would be a good place to lie down for this whole ordeal.

She finds a soft, grassy knoll and rests at the base of it,. As she shifts her bloated body, Taryn resists the urge to cry out; a contraction hits, and this one hurts through to her spine. Taryn squeezes her brown eyes shut and pushes as hard as she can. She isn't sure if she blacks out, or if the birth just goes easier and quicker than she expected, but soon there is what feels like a pop.

Suddenly, the pain is less and less. She feels like she'd be able to turn, and so she does. When she moves, her head goes to the helpless little foal at her feet. She moves to clean it, and as she does, the gender is revealed. The brown bundle lying helpless before her is a colt, with pretty little white spots on his rump. As he struggles to stand, Taryn moves to her feet also; and smiles softly.

"Tyro; let's go get your Uncle, then." And after the colt is walking, and has fed, the two begin their journey home.

THEN SHE LAYS DOWN AND HAS A BABY YAY.

Edited by Magnanimous, Jan 21 2012, 06:38 PM.

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