love made me blind

[sibber-chow]

tuula - haize

A set of silhouettes scaled the sloping path that traveled through the Era’s homelands. The wind was welcoming of the familiar figures – Tuula and her no longer so young daughter. Both creatures looked as if they lacked nourishment although the elder Era was swollen with pregnancy. A light whinny left her pink kissers as she reached the tree where she remembered spending happier days with Marut. Before she could beckon any of her fellow herd mates once more, a tight pain pinched in her barrel.

The baby, rather babies were ready to be born. The birth was not a quick one but went fairly well, and a good bit later both foals were out. Tuula urged them to breathe out of instinct, not necessarily love. As Tuula lay with and groomed her two hellion spawn, Haize had wandered across the open grasslands to find any herd mate or familiar face that she could.

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[big daddy lizzeh.]

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[bg=#808177] One of Tuula's children lay still by her mother's side momentarily, then suddenly, fire roared to life along her hooves and eyes. Just like her father. A snort escaped her nostrils, where fire soon too erupted, and the little filly moved so that she was a bit away from her mother. Emotionless eyes looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, and she flicked her ears back. Marut had been down by the beach, when the familiar scent of Tuula and Haize drifted to him upon the wind. Ears flicked forward, and the stallion let a small smile cross his maw. Finally, his mate and daughter were home. But, it had been such a long time since they had been here, would his daughter remember who he was? Marut gingerly climbed the slope from the hidden beach to the plateau above, his ears tilted forward slightly on top of his head. His eyes spotted Haize, a bit older now, wandering across the grasses, and he was almost tempted to send a whinny to her, when the scent of new life came across his nostrils. This is what caused him to pause in his tracks. Tuula's scent had come to him, as well, and well... something inside him basically broke. Because he knew that this foal, or whatever, couldn't have been his in a million years. He finally got the nerve to step forward again, toward where his mate was lying.

[/font] "Tuula," the stallion asked gently, and looked around the tree that was blocking his mate from view. And when he saw the two fillies upon the ground next to his mate, he just stood there, shocked. These little foals looked like ... Hannibal. Ears tilted back, and nostrils quivered, as if he were about to cry.

Nothing. He couldn't say anything, nothing came to mind, nothing was able to escape his mouth. He just stared at the two fillies, just ... stared. He didn't know what the heck to say, or do, for that matter.[/blockquote]

! ohno. marut isn't happy

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There was a certain tension on the wind’s breath as Tuula reclined in the shade with her foals. She could sense that Marut was near. Further, she could sense an inner evil within her new spawn. Dread flowed through her veins as one foal took on a fiery appearance much like Hannibal’s and then the other ensued the blazing exterior – bursting into flames where a normal horse would have tail and mane. Before the mare could interact with her foals any further, Marut’s voice broke the silence. There was pain and confusion in his tone.

Ears flicked back as Tuula stood. She paused to steady her stance before peering around the tree back at her mate. The pain she had heard was written across the ivory stallion’s face. She knew what he thought – that she had betrayed him. And, there was little she could do to comfort him in knowing that the foals at her hooves were not his. “Marut,” she whispered, choking back the tears that longed to overflow.

“They are Hannibal’s,” she answered his unspoken question after collecting enough strength to speak. “But, please, know I didn’t want any more foals by him. I went to return Yamanu to Orpheus and, well, things just went downhill from there…” The mare then fell into silence, knowing that she could not say anything that would make everything alright.