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[ashleigh04]

The wind swiftly flew through the foal tiny tail, the long legs galloping faster than ever before. She was near 1 and had recently lost her mother, from that she left the herd to travel on. And she had heard of this place, she heard there were loving mare and a very good lead, some said there were foals others said their weren't. She was very fragile and not as strong as her other fellow foals were. She was born to her mother when ill which some said made her die, they blamed Belle which she didn't know wasn't her fault. Her father hated her from day 1. So she felt there was nothing left for her there.

Speedily galloping down a hill she tumbled softly into some sand. The waters edge lapped at her dainty pale hooves. She got up shaking like a dog and carried on until she was too tired to go any further. Stopping suddenly her ears flicked. She was terrified she was lost and wasn't at the beach though there was alot of sand and masses of water but she could not see any horses. She sniffed the air twice. Nothing. Then one last try with a bit of hope... And she wiffed a scent. Horse? Yes a horse looking about she whinnied out in a high pitch squeal.

[Hazel]

<sup>.Unna.
.Daughter of Soul x Rose.

Tiny white flicka sailed over the sands, her bodice trembling. A short distance away, she saw another equine, perhapse it was her sister, Bryony! Unna squealed happily and galloped towards the form, yet it wasnt the patch work bodice of her sister at all. She stopped dead and lowered her crest sadly, still gazing towards the other. Kissers parted and blissful words escaped her vocals.

"I-I am Unna. Ive lost my momma, who ae you?"

She, of corse, did not know that her mother was just beyond the rocks, and that this unfortunate foals mother was dead.</sup>

[ashleigh04]

Belle looked up immediately and smiled as she saw a foal come racing towards her. She too looked small and petite. Hearing her voice her auds opened wide though when she heard about losing her mother she lowered her head. I'm...Belle. My mothers dead. She cowered down hoping this foal wouldn't treat her like her old herd, hatred. Even though Unna did not know what happened she might somehow know. Belle didn't know what to think she was so tired and confused.

[Meg]

./Black Rose
./Mother of Unna and Bryony
./Love of Soul
./The curse of the good Outlaw

The winds rippled around her feathers. Where was that damn girl? She whinnied worriedly out over the sands. She had left Bryony with Soul, good thing too..That girl seemed to get more and more frisky ever day. Plus, she had become rather mean to her dear sister. Rose's gentle brown orbs looked over the sands that she had once fought upon. She had nearly killed a youth here. She quivered. She didn't like how the moment her family arrived here they all got separted. She wanted to stay with Soul.

She let out another panicked whinny over the sands before her large Shire talons whipped out under her, making her whip over the sands. Her large bodice moved powerfully, propelled forward. Her long tassels reached back in the wind, and her short, thick boa reached with every lunging leap over the sands. "Unna!" She cried worriedly.

Appearing over the sand dunes, she stared down. The powerful once upon a time viscious Outlaw now was a gentle worried mother of two frisky twins. Out in the distance she spotted her daughters ivory chassi. With a whinny that called out, she ran faster then she had ever ran to her daughter. There was another child there. She didn't like her child speaking with strangers. With a flash of sand that swept up over her powerful bodice, she swept Unna up in her grasp. She held her tight. Her baby girl.

Looking at the other babe, she shifted her large bodice between her daughter at the other. She was fearful of Unna being harmed. She placed her hindquarters toward Unna, it had been a while since she drank, now it was time, and Rose's bag was bursting with heat and milk. She stared at the other foal, and nickering softly, she nuzzled Unna's soft baby coat... "My baby girl. Don't leave me like that again.." She said lovingly.

[Hazel]

<sup>Unna smiled shyly at the filly. Dead? She didnt quite know how to react to it. She shuddered at the prospect, she would hate it if he own mother was dead.

"Oh...Im sorry."

Sorry? Why? She had no reason to be sorry, it wasnt her fault she was dead. But it was kindess that made he say it, it was her nature. Hoofbeats sounds behind her and she turned, whinnying to her red roan mother. She squeeled once more in delight and nuzzled her, getting sort of squashed by her over protective dam.

"Sorry Momma, I promise not to do it again." She looked up with a tiny, cheeky grin, yet she knew she would go of exploring any more, it frightened her to be alone. She turned and began to suckle happily and hungrily.</sup>

[ashleigh04]

Seeing the huge shire clamber towards Unna she shivered. Unna was so lucky to have a mother like the shire. She seemed so...kind and gentle. Walking forwards shakily she smiled at the shire hoping no harm should come to her. I...I am Belle. My mother's dead and i'm a wondering to find a mare that will look after me. She stepped back and whimpered quietly. She had not know her mother long but the image of her dark palomino bodice, the white star and 4 white socks would stay in her memory forever. Though on the other hand her father did not look a bit like Belle. Perhaps Belle's mother had had an affair with another horse, Prince? She was always fond of him and Belle knew her dad got angry about that.

Her father was completely black and his father was a dark, The two never got on and when his father died he did not grieve. Though the real reason Belle's father hated her was not just because he blamed her for killing her mother but because Belle was Prince's daughter and Belle did not know that Prince had died a day ago.

[Meg]

She gazed down lovingly at her daughter, and nuzzled her gently. "Good. I don't want no harm coming to you or your sister..." Her gaze was shifted to the other flicka that stood there. She seemed old enough to graze and be off the nipple, but she did look like she needed a dam to watch over her and teach her the rules of life. Rose sighed. She had already two troublesome daughters, truthfully she didn't need three... But it was up to Soul.

Her gaze softened at the babe as she mentioned her name; "Belle" The blessing of Black Rose's first daughter when she was an outlaw, the one mercilessly slaughtered, then came Cheap Diamonds; and now her twins. She was a brood mare after all. Her beautiful hide shone softly in the sun, and she stretched her boa out to Belle, smelling her gently before tapping the youth on the cheek with her mug. She was a gentle mare now days after all.

"Come now, Belle. Are you off the nipple? I could ask my mate, Soul, if we could take on another just to protect and watch over... But I have another daughter around these parts somewhere; Unna's sister Bryony. That means I have no milk to waste..."

She said softly. She was sad that this foal's mother was dead, her own mother had died giving birth to her own large shire bodice. Her muscles knotted in her back as she twitched a fly away. She was a strong mare, but kind since the days of the Outlaws. Now she was Rose the gentle, not Black Rose the evil.

[ashleigh04]

Nickering slightly Belle looked up at the kind mare. She smiled and said I am off the nipple and have been for some time since my mother died. Though who is Soul. Is her nice? He won't hurt me will he? It's just my father... she cut off shaking the thoughts of the pain he put her through. She didn't want to tell the mare that she was weak and was prone to illness incase she couldn't take her on. Though she hoped if she ever found out it wouldn't change her feelings.

[Hazel]

<sup>Unna finished her meal and turned, licking the milk from her maw. So the filly was older, she did seem a little taller than Unna herself. The white flicka q#whinnied.

"MY papa wouldnt hurt a fly, would be mom?"

She smiled, unknwowing of bloody past, the killing, the lies, the hate. She simply stood, innocent and unknowing, carefree and happy. She nuzzled her mothers leg.

"Belle can stay, right?" She asked, loking up with bright, round orbs.</sup>

[ashleigh04]

Twas true Belle was older and taller than Unna though her bones weren't. She would surely be a runt and if she was to be normal she should have been much bigger. Her father well her fake father would always push her about when her mother was alive though her mother never saw. When she was 2 she was to be bred with Prince. A sick joke the lead would have done. Though Belle would not have known it was her father. She thought back to the days Prince and her were playing. Prince knew she was his daughter though the black stag would not let anyone else know so he did not look a fool. Prince, the lush pale chesnut stang' had been like a father to her. She hoped he was.

Anyway that was the past this was now. She had to stop getting these silly flash backs. Thats why everyone thought she was weird and weak. She smiled at Unna when she asked if she could stay. Only knowing Unna 5minutes she still felt like a great friend or sister. She wasn't that much taller maybe an inch and she had the babyness in her face giving her the cute factor.

[Meg]

Rose looked down at her daughter. "No. Soul wouldn't hurt a fly..." she wandered off into space, remembering the pain they both caused the Shore's herd. She shivered and looked down at Belle.

"Soul is my mate and Unna's father. I'm sure he will accept you into our large family."

She said softly, gazing off into space. Her family was built off of pure shires, now.. She didn't even know the breeding of this small one. She knew though, in a couple of weeks Unna will be almost as tall as the yearling and she was barely even 4 weeks old! Rose chuckled softly and nuzzled Unna's milk drippled mug, wipping away the milk and then, with the motherly instinct that she had, she began to run her rough tongue over her daughter's hide. Cleaning her, and massaging her. She was bored and motherly instinct told her that it was Unna's nap time.

Looking out over the duns, she was fearful for Bryony. She needed to be here. Rose let out another fearful whinny, calling her daughter softly to her. She needed both of her twins here.

[ashleigh04]

She walked towards the shire mare and nudged her gently with her weak muscles. Tugging on her mane she bucked playfully collapsing in a heap. She galloped round the mare and Unna and smiled until she came trotting up to them. She whispered thankyou's into the shires ears and lay down. Gasping for her mother's milk though she did not need it so she tugged at some grass until it lay at the bottom of her empty stomach in smeatherenes.