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Post by Wildfire on Dec 15, 2008 20:54:05 GMT -5
Artemis grazed lazily upon the lush emerald greens that decorated the floor of the lands. The giant willow cast eerie shadows that twisted and bent upon her blazing white pelt. Her bulging belly didn’t help either. Harks swiveled back and forth waiting for the sounds of equines near her. The foal kicked and she let out a tiny yelp. In the kidney?! Are you kidding me?! She huffed. Being pregnant was no bucket of joy, though she loved the foal with all her heart. Her nape craned around so that her maw could nuzzle her barrel. She emitted a nicker and returned to grazing.
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Post by .r e e d. on Dec 15, 2008 20:57:35 GMT -5
The physique trotted his land, checking the barriers. His kissers parted and he let out a whicker. His pools looked over the mare, no doubt he had knocked her up also. He smiled when he saw Artemis. His pillars carried him in a smooth trot till he got to them. "Hello my dear Artemis. How is the foal doing today M'dear?" he asked cheerfully. He nudged her stomach, and lay his maw upon her stomach, to feel a kick back. He let out his breath and chuckled. His ruby pools gleamed happily. "Have you seen TightRope? Growing each day. She said it was twins!" he beamed proudly, of course, gloating. All darks did, especially him, with his first real children. His black crania towered over them all...
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Post by Vel on Dec 20, 2008 13:01:07 GMT -5
Masquerade had been mucking about in Terra De Mafia for the past week now. He had been wandering around within the land, trying to find food. He hadn't had a anything to eat in the past day and a half. He had tried to find something worth eating, but he just couldn't. The only thing he had come across was several patches of tasteless, dead grass that would'nt fill a mouse up. Maybe Quixtant knew where a good grazing spot was.
Masquerade's mind then turned to the other horses. Were thay getting enough to eat as well? Hopefully they had more than him. He'd rather go hungry than watch the mares and foals go hungry.
He let out a snort and broke into a trot. He continued to trot through Mafia, not really looking for any one or anything. He let out a friendly whicker when he saw Artemis and Quixtant up ahead.
His pace slowed when he neared them. Artemis' stomach was swollen with the bulk of the foal. Masquerade couldn't wait until it was born. He then saw his leader talking with Artemis. Masquerade flashed Quixtant and Artemis smile. "How are you?" he asked both of them.
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Post by Wildfire on Dec 21, 2008 16:24:54 GMT -5
Artemis looked up from grazing as Quix came up. Hello Quix! Her vocals were cheery. The foal is wonderful. Growing every day. She chuckled. Not much room left for her, though. Her orbs looked to her huge belly. She sighed. She'll be here soon. Just as spring will be starting. Harks perked, listening to him talk of TightRope. That's wonderful!! Twins! She chuckled again. And I thought I was big. I wonder how big she is. Her dome turned as Masquerade came into the land and stopped before them. Her kissers pulled into a smile. Hello Masquerade. I'm doing well and so is the foal. She smiled and nuzzled her barrel. How about you?
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