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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 23, 2009 23:08:45 GMT -5
Centibo smiled grandly and licked Saratoga's muzzle a few times tenderly.
"You did wonderful, my dear," he murmured softly, and walked around to the delicate little filly.
"Hello, dearest. We shall call you Soraya. Soraya, I am your Father, Centibo. You may call me Papa or Father, or your choice. We love you dearly and are very glad you were brought into this world," he said softly to her, trying not to allow his booming voice and towering stature to be overwhelming and intimidating to the little filly.[/center][/b][/size]
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Post by Wildfire on Jan 23, 2009 23:19:06 GMT -5
Saratoga Saratoga sighed, a smile still playing on her kissers. Harks swiveled at Centibo's familiar and comforting vocals. Thank you, love. Optics watched as father and daughter interracted for the first time. She couldn't help but notice how wonderful Centibo was with Soraya. She stood speechless at the sight of the two of them together. For the longest time, she had known Soraya, but Centibo had yet to meet her. Soraya looked out from beneath her mother's underside and glanced up to where her father stood. Tiny kissers reached up to his, nares taking in his smell, it was comforting and safe. Unable to reach his maw, she settled for his chest, which she could barely reach. His pelt was as soft as her mother's but sleeker than her own. Taking a few steps over toward him. Maw reached up again to touch his. |
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 24, 2009 10:24:35 GMT -5
Centibo smiled grandly as Soraya reached out and touched his chest and then maw. He held still for her and then, when she was finished, extended his muzzle gently and nuzzled her small neck, inhaling the scent he would remember for years. He smiled.
Turning to Saratoga, optics sparkling,
"Shall Soraya be her name, then?"
Lyrics rang out against cool air. Audits swiveled back and forth. A new sense of pride and protection emerged within Centibo, and he knew he was a father and a protector. [/b][/size] --Very low muse |
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Post by Wildfire on Jan 24, 2009 15:02:24 GMT -5
Saratoga Gaze bathed over the sight of the two of them. A sigh escaped her kissers. Soraya is perfect. She answered his question. Orbs met his and her kissers pulled into a wider smile. He looked so fatherly. Soraya peered at her mother and father as they vocalized back and forth. She sought out her mother's familiar underside once more, maw searched for her pouch and began sucking. Her short, bushy tail, flicked back and forth in happiness. //ooc: yah me too |
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 25, 2009 17:05:40 GMT -5
Centibo, tired after running so long, laid down sorely and huffed a sigh. He kept his head high and eyes wide, still protecting his land.
--Ohhmygod, don't ask how I got negative muse. :/ [/b][/size] |
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Post by Wildfire on Jan 28, 2009 14:22:36 GMT -5
Saratoga Soraya finished feeding and knelt to the ground, curling up for a nap near her father. It had been quite the day for her. Saratoga smiled and lay down behind her daughter, craning her nape around so that she was curled around her. Her whithers were touching Centibo's shoulder and she sighed at the closeness. Orbs looked up to him one last time before closing to sleep. The only sounds to be heard was the small breaths of the filly and the larger breaths of her mother. Both of their chests rose simultaneously as they slept soundly. |
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Jan 31, 2009 16:45:40 GMT -5
Centibo smiled slightly as Soraya curled up next to him and nuzzled her neck. He licked Saratoga shortly as she lay behind him, but kept his head up as they slept. He peered around to see if the other horses had found a space to stay. He nibbled at a itch on his chest and blinked, heaving a sigh.
All was quiet, and he was tired and sore. A bit of rest won't be bad, he thought, and laid his head down on the quiet grass and settled into light slumber. [/b][/size] |
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Post by thelostdisease on Feb 2, 2009 22:03:18 GMT -5
The fae known as Irish Mist walked into the interesting lands. She gazed around softly. Looking for Centibo. She let out a soft nicker. Wondering how many others had gathered by now. [/color][/size] [Sorry, I have no muse.] |
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Post by Wildfire on Feb 3, 2009 16:13:54 GMT -5
Saratoga Harks flickered for a moment, hearing the sound of another entering the tierra. This one she hadn't met before. Pools gazed out across the land and spotted a lone form a small distance away. Pillars stretched beneath her bodice, carefully and quietly getting up. She left the sleeping Centibo and Soraya where they were, not wishing to disturb either. She made her way over toward the essa. Hello. Vocals released toward her as her form grew closer. Nares caught her scent, and mingled with it was Centibo's. She snorted and for a brief moment her auds pinned against her crown. He hadn't told her that he had mated with another. Dome quickly turned around to his sleeping form, vowing to confront him later. Lyri suddenly turned colder. I am the goddess of these lands, Saratoga. Orbs scanned over her features, slightly narrowed. Banner flicked back and forth across her still slightly enlarged barrel, having only given birth a few days ago. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that as lead, Centibo would have to mate with the mares to keep their herd going, but she still felt that he should have told her before he started doing so. Especially to mares not even in the herd. Harks moved up slightly, waiting to see if the essa spoke. |
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Post by Wildfire on Feb 3, 2009 20:12:12 GMT -5
Not sure I understand ur post, Dezperation. Are there three horses? Warrior, Dezperina and Fanta?
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Post by Wildfire on Feb 3, 2009 20:44:16 GMT -5
Okay, just making sure. I'll post after Lost does.
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Feb 4, 2009 19:59:18 GMT -5
Centibo's optics flew open to a sharp whinny piercing the air. He scrambled up and trotted out to meet the small group of horses; Irish Mist, Saratoga, Fanta, Warrior, and Dezperina. His tail held high, he let out a piercing whinny. He reared up.
"Welcome, newcomers. What is thy calling, and what is your purpose here?" he said grandly. "This is Terra De Passione. Did you come to the Gathering to join the herd?" he wondered, peering at them.
He looked over each of them carefully. They seemed innocent enough, and would make a fine addition to his herd if they were here for that. He thought of what might happen in the future. He felt very strong right now, replenished from his short rest, and excited all the more to watch his herd grow. [/b][/size] |
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Post by Name on Feb 5, 2009 19:23:10 GMT -5
Pride WarriorWarrior Bowed His Head, Watching The Stag With A Steely Gaze. "We Wish To Join Ye Band." He Motioned To Fanta And Dez. "I, Pride Warrior. The Fae, Dezperina. And The Young One, Fantasia."
Fantasia
Fanta Beamed At Her Name. She Shook Her Mane, Letting Her gaze Travel Over The other Horses. So Exciting.
Dezperina
The Fae Snorted Shyly, "Your Land Is Beautiful." She Sighed, Looking up At The Stag From Under Her Long Eyelashes. Warrior Flicked his Ears With Disaproval.
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Post by Wildfire on Feb 5, 2009 22:15:49 GMT -5
Saratoga Saratoga eyed the four new comers. Three addressed themselves. Warrior, Dezperina, and Fantasia. She snorted quietly at the femme called Dezperina, deep violet eyes narrowing at her pass. Maw nosed Centibo, she knew he had this under control. I'm going back to Soraya. She didn't want their newborn daughter waking up by herself. She gave the bunch one long glance again and trotted back to her daughter's sleeping form, curled up among the tall grasses. She stood quietly next to her, keeping one eye on the group of equines and the other on Soraya. Her little chest expanding and contracting with each breath. Her banner flicked back and forth at her pelt. There were no flies to bother her, but rather she did it out of habit. |
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Post by 7chickaa7 on Feb 13, 2009 22:53:36 GMT -5
Centibo offered a small smile.
"We would be most happy to allow you in our band," he replied softly, harks swiveling to listen.
"Pride Warrior. Dezperina. Fantasia. Welcome to Terra De Passione," he said, smiling welcomingly at them. "This is your new home now. Please treat it as such."
Centibo turned his dial slightly towards Dezperina's smooth voice, the appealing sound ringing through his harks.
"Why thank you, miss," he replied, smiling at her.
He turned to Saratoga as she said she was going to check on Soraya.
"All right love, treat this as a home, you too," he murmured to her, nipping her softly on the crest and snorting, smiling lovingly at her.
He turned back to the newcomers.
"Is there anything I can help you with? There is plenty a grass and plant for you to eat. There is a river down in the forest to the west. There are many spots over in the forest where the rest of us have settled. Please make a settlement not far from that area, so we can be near at night if we ever choose to return to our settlements," he said, gesturing to each area as he explained them. [/b][/size] |
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