x-Mother and daughter

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<sup>She was young, still on her mother's milk and still learning about her new home. She was quite and cute. Her pelt was fuzzy and she had hazel opticals that made her see the world for the way that it once was. She closed her eyes and dreamed about her future on the sandy shores. Her mother and father were the leads; Flamed Storm and Broken Dreams. She was Sienna Glory. Looking around, seeing nothing but sand, sand and sand. Wondering where her mother was, she was confused. Her mother was always near her. Where was she? She took in no scents, and had only met her mother, father and then some white stallion named..what was it? curse..or something like that. She had tested out her voice, and was now scared. She cried to her mother, but her mother didn't come and she was hungry.

Scared, hungry. Looking around, tears soon swelled to her opticals, what if something happened to her mother, what if she never saw the grey pelt of her mother again. This filly needed even look Broken Dreams, she barely looked like her sire. Her four white stockings and white strip down her face made her not look like she was not part of this herd, let alone the family. Seeing dolphins for a moment made her giggle. She walked over to the shore and saw a fin, coming closer and closer to her. She saw it rise with it's many teeth, and she cried. Running away for the shore, sending a desprete cry to anyone that would listen, and so far no one did. Her heart was racing right now and she was scared. Almost eaten by a thing that looked friendly, with many razor sharp teeth. She felt the sand upon the hooves attached to her tilts. She looked around and sighed, crying again to her mother, who had yet to come to her aid.

No one was around her, but then took in a scent, one that was not familiar to her. Putting her tail down, slinking down into the sand, far from the ocean. She laid down and tired to be perfectly still....for if she moved, she was scared that the thing that she smelt would come. She heard a growl from the end of the beach. She cried, shaking as something came up near her. Sniffing her and then looked at smiled as she saw her mother.

MOM!!!!

Nuzzling her mother and then standing up and taking the milk from her mother, once she got her fill, she looked at her and pulled on the back tassles. Smiling and then ran away, wanting to play.

Dream looked at her daughter and nuzzled her, grazing on the sea grass as she looked at her daughter, then felt the pressure of the nibble released, but felt the tug of her daughter and ran after her, pretending to be slow so her daughter had a chance. She wondered if storm will come join in the horseie games. Finally she felt the pelt of her daughter and smiled...running the other way slowly so her daughter could catch her...</sup>

[Hazel]

[ eerrrr, Why is she alone? Foals never leave thier mother side until they are weaned. Also, wolves dont often visit the beach..... ]]

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((I will modify it....))

[phoenix]

||Mind if I post with Oak?||

[Broken Dreams Lazy]

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[phoenix]

Sleek ivory bodice was carried on quick pillars, moving gracefully over the sand. Untainted pelt glowed as the stag approached, his head held at a respectable height. The only ones he lowered his head for were the lord and lady he served, as well as any they put in authority over him. As he was trotting along, minding his own business and thinking of things he could do with all his free time, his optics caught the site of a mare and her filly. He turned and approached them, his gait slowed down as he got nearer.

The slender stag nickered as he drew near to get the mother and her daughter's attention. He stopped in front of them, far enough that he did not pose a threat. He snorted and drew in the clear sea air. Ahh, yes, there was no air like it. The gentle breeze coming off the ocean made his pure banner flow gently, as if it were floating. His dial tossed slightly to get the white tassels out of his vision. With a smile, he spoke.

"Greetings, fair maidens. I'm sure Storm will be here shortly to speak with you. But, until he comes, may I be of assistance?" He had been taught by his father to always be respectful of faes, even if they were rude to him. Even so, these two did not seem to want to cause trouble, but that was for Flamed Storm to decide. "My name is Oak, by the way."

He gave his name as he should do as the polite gentleman, it wasn't anything of a lengthy introduction, but it was fine all the same. He stood straight and strong, though his slim form was better shaped as a dove's. Still, he had a lot of dignity, and there was a calmness about him that had been there since his father's training.

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<sup>She smiled as she nipped her daughter. Looking around and then smiled. She was always alert when her child was near her, for this was the product of her and her love, and she wouldn't let harm come to Sienna. She then trotted and showed her daughter the ropes, she taught her how to bow and smile. Speaking properly. She then took in a scent that was not familiar to the Queen. She pinned her auds and brought her daughter closer to her.

She looked around and then saw a stallion, she put her daughter closer to her. Then heard kind words, and un-pinned her audtives. She looked at him and bowed her head to him. Pleasure to meet you Oak. I am Broken Dreams, Queen of the Shores. This is little Sienna Glory, the daughter of Storm. Welcome to the shores. For I suspect that you have been exepted to the lands.. This stallion made it seemed like she wasn't part of the herd yet, and she was. She was the lover to Flamed Storm, and she wondered where the hell he was?</sup>

She smiled and bowed to her mother as she was taught that. She spoke kind, sweet words to her mother, trying to learn to be a Queen. She then felt her mother close to her, and decided this was a perfect time to nurse. So, she drank until she had her fill and then walked over to the stallion when her mother nodded that he was ok.Hello, I am Sienna Glory. Pleasure to-umm-meet you Oak. She had done good, for she felt the nuzzle from her mother[/sup]


-Sry..no muse..

[phoenix]

Oak's optics grew wide, and he bowed his crown deeply, clearly embarrassed with himself. He chuckled softly at himself. Now he wished that he had been introduced to the herd as a whole by Storm, so that slip-ups like this didn't happen. His dial still was held low, as he cleared his throat and replied, "I am sincerely sorry, m'lady. I did not know it was you, fair Queen of these lands. Forgive me for addressing you so informally."

He raised his cranium slowly, an embarrassed look still in his orbs; he might as well have been blushing. But, alas, he maintained his composer and nodded again to his Queen. What Storm had said kept echoing in his head, the first order ever given to him. Do not hurt my family... and he didn't intend to. Oak smiled respectfully, and stood still as was his way to do so, waiting for her reply. Whatever she wished him to do he would do, even a silly request a major order in his book, as long as it came from his King or Queen.

His pools gazed at the filly who greeted him, and a his eyes softly gleamed at her. The young always softened his heart; so innocent and curious. He smiled softly and lowered his dial to her level, though still far enough away to not scare her. He gave a soft nicker, his eyes smiling kindly at her. "Hello there, you must be the young Queen. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sienna Glory." At that he raised his crown and looked at both mother and daughter. "I am at both of your services."

Oak dipped his cranium again in respectful submission.