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Post by Magic on Mar 1, 2009 23:43:53 GMT -5
When I'm feeling Sad...
I simply remember my favorite things,
And It doesn't feel so bad.The gallant stallion moved swiftly through the tree's, dodging as many snow piles as possible. With the toss of his sculpted dome, he easily flew over a wide snow drift. Heading onward, Night couldn't help raise his head a little higher. Over the months, he really had taken to jumping. But not long ago, he had fallen. Lucky as he was, he didn't have to jump high, and when his hoove got caught he pulled a muscle, but was fine within the next day.
With a sheen of persperation on his new coat, he slowed his canter and came to a nice clearing. Snorting loudly, he trotted to the other side of the circle where the greenery was most lush. Extending his muscles neck to the ground, ivories tugged and pulled on the flora. Night had always be a pretty bright guy, but lately he had been feeling extra chippery. Looking around, he finished his mouthful of grass and gratefully munched on.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Mar 3, 2009 18:22:32 GMT -5
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A chestnut vixen strolled gracefully through the terra, her face bright and warm. Most of her winter coat was gone now, except for a few fuzzy patches, leaving sleek and shiny new fur. What was also different was that her barrel was a bit larger than normal; she was pregnant.
Curious green orbs swept all that was in sight, her auds swiveling around as she heard hoof-beats. She trotted towards it with her crown lower and her auds forward, nares flaring. Soon she spotted Night grazed and nickered softly in greeting, raising and bobbing her crown, happy to see him. "Hello, Night!" she said cheerfully, stopping a few feet away from him. "How're you?" she asked kindly, tilting her head and offering a smile.
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Post by Magic on Mar 7, 2009 21:18:17 GMT -5
When Lynx came into view, Night smiled and trotted a little ways closer. Something was noticeably different about her now. She was pregnant! He looked at her, and his smile grew. "Lynx! How nice it is to see you. I'm doing just fine. I can't help but notice you seem a little larger... Oh, I'll spit it out already, who's the father?" He said with a deep laugh.
He came up to her and gave her a quick, friendly nuzzle. Hopefully it wasn't too bold of him, but Lynx was just such a bright, cheery vix. Her coat radiated beautifully. Night was glad that he had taken her home when he found her at Belle Valle. At the time, food was terribly scarce but now everything was plentiful and blooming with life. He looked at her bright green optics, and waited for her to reply. |
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Post by .r e e d. on Mar 8, 2009 0:03:00 GMT -5
A small, fragile fae bounded through Liberta. Her small structure was yearling-sied. A shame she wasn't going to grow anymore. The brindle stopped suddenly, harks pricked forward, looking back to make sure her foals were following. With Spring, wolves were out more. Polaris's neck was up to her shoulder, and she wasn't getting any taller. Movement ahead made her bare her ivories protectivly, but then to realize it was only Lynx and fellow Night. A soft, whispered nicker waved through the air. Venom's small form rose from the ground, front pillars pawing, tiara in her knees.In a mere second, she was off again, leaping through the grass. Venom reached them in a few moments, a little bit out of breath. Observent, hot pink optics noticed soemthing. Lynx was pregnant. Flashbacks of her not having her mate there for her during her pregnancy were starting to enter her crania. Hot pink optics fell to the earth. "Congrats." came a whispered mutter. Radars back slightly. [/color]
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Post by L Y N X ! on Mar 8, 2009 9:39:21 GMT -5
&&.Lynx
Lynx smiled, returning his gesture with a gently nuzzle of her own, her auds forward. "That's good to hear." She then grinned sheepishly, laughing a little. "Lassan," she answered brightly, nodding a little half to herself. One aud flicked towards were hoof-beats could be heard approuching, and her crown turned to spot the pink-eyed Venom with her foals. She nickered in reply, turning her bodice to face her. Something seemed to be bothering the vixen.
"Thank you, Venom." Her voice had cooled down into a gentle tone, not wanting to accidentally provoke any form of anger from the small vix if she was too happy. "So, then, how are you and your foals today?" she asked, trying to launch a friendly conversation. Her green orbs glanced back at Night, a slight motion of her crown for he to come over and talk with them instead of being left out.
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