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Post by flame on Apr 8, 2006 10:46:19 GMT -5
Name: Whisper
Age: 6
Breed: Arabian
Lineage: (parents) unknown
Height: 14.5
Sex: mare
Physical Characteristics: She has violet eyes that looked black from afar, she also has a dappled grey pelt. Long slender legs and white threads
Personality: Curious
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Post by cherry on Apr 8, 2006 19:02:58 GMT -5
 Name: Undecided Age: Newborn Gender: Mare Breed: Arabian x Thoroghbred x Mustang Lineage: Flamed Storm x Broken Dreams Height: 15h Features: A rich black colour, she's very masculine, and regal in appearance because of her royal lineage. Personality: She's a very stubborn, willed foal. It's either her way, or no way. The mare will be very hot-headed, and dislike her parents a bit. But when she's silenced, and some one shows her affection, she'll appriciate her resident equine more. |
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Post by flame on Apr 9, 2006 10:54:28 GMT -5
She walked into the land of the foaling grounds. She laid down where many have laid before her. She looked around and smiled. The pain was terrible. She made a dent in the grasss to create a beding. She had never been here before, she had never thought that she would be here. Pushing as she felt the foal move through the birthing canal. Crying in pain to Storm for him to come and witness the birth of his foal. To late though. She took one last push and then smiled in relief as the filly slipped out. She nuzzled the sweet little filly. Then called to Storm, as she stood up/
As her mom stood out, she started to break out of the sake that she was captive in for a long time. She slolwy opeaned her eyes and everything was blurred, but then it soon became clear. She looked around and smiled. Testing out her voice and whinnying to no one. She started ti try and stand up, but fell to the soft ground. Her mother looked so tall to her, she looked EXCATLY like her father. She was so cute and fuzzy. She again tried to stand up and then failed. Looking around at all the new things around her. She wondered where her father was? Did she even have one?
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Post by Hazel on Apr 10, 2006 12:38:33 GMT -5
Storm snorted and walked from the foliege. He had stayed well hidden but had managed to see the birth. His father had once told him that mares hated to be watched during birth, though it seemed Dream was differnt. He finaly emerged and nuzzled his child before turning to his mate.
"You did well m'love. We shall need a name. And nothing like our own, a happy, joyful name if you please."
He had a few ideas, though he would never interfere if his mate wished to name her. Sienna Glory was one, but he would not say unless she willed him to do so. He sighed. he felt apart from the whole experience, like the foal before him wasnt his own. Unlike himself, the filly had four white pillars and a streak. Storm had no markings, none at all. All the stags in his family had been pure black, or so he belived. He sighed and turned away, taking a few steps away from the mother and child. He didnt feel like a father. He was more depressed than anything. But then, he heard it. Curse had returned and he was looking for Magic. Eyeyes wide, Storm reared and turned suddently back to the two.
"Think well m'love, Sienna Glory is my choice, but if it if not good enough dont delay to change it. I must no, urgent news. Curse is back, I must protect the shores and my family."
He nuzzled her and turned, aglloping away from the pair.
[ Sorry, but i cant be in two places at once, and also, the foal doesnt look much like Storm, feel free to play her. I dont role play mares well anyway. Stags for me. ^^ ]
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Post by flame on Apr 12, 2006 10:23:27 GMT -5
Looking around and then looked at her daughter, she had thought of names..Dancer, Prancer. What the hell!? She was thinking of the reindeer. She shook her head and then heard the lyrics of her love. She smiled and stood up and nuzzled him. She looked at him and then our daughter, the unamed filly that Dream had already fell in love with. She had become attached to it even before it was born. She smiled at him and then kept thinking of names.
She looks like you and my mother. My mom was a bay mare with strip down her nose and she had white stockings.....and you and her have the same pelt. We are parents m'love..for life..
She looked at him and smiled and then back at the little filly who was still unnamed. She heard his vocals and she wanted more like she was a little child in a candy shop. She heard the name that her love had thought of..Sienna Glory. She loved it. It had a wonderful ring to it..
I love it m'love...Sienna Glory it is..Sienna for haste.
Curse was BACK! She couldn't believe that he was back. Magic, she must go find that beautiful black mare. That was who looked like Sienna. She smiled and nuzzled her daughter and then watched as she tried to get up..and smiled..[/sup]
She felt the warm breeze upon her face and she giggled a little. Smiling around and then looked at her mother, when the she saw a big stallion come near her Daddyy...... She was testing her voice, she looked at him and smiled and then tried to stand once more, little wobbly legs bgan to shake, but didn't fall to the ground, she didn't fall though. Sienna stood up and stayed up. She began to test her legs now, slowly walking to her mother and nuzzling her pillar and then began to suckle from her mother. When she had her fill she began to follow her father, but her mother stopped her. She looked up and giggled. She was tired...
M'darling Sienna..that was your father. You are the heiress to the shores. Let's go home.... She began to lead her to the shores..where Sienna would meet all the great creatures that inhabitanted the lands..[/sup]
She followed her mother to her home..Sandy Shores..[/sup]
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