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[bg=green] Were it possible, the stallion would be a burning red right now from his humiliation. He had not intended to do that, and he certainly had not wanted her to notice! Already being rather socially awkward, Yamanu really did not know how to react to her question. “I-um…” The painted stag could not even look the mare in the eyes. He was not sure what was more humiliating: his embarrassment or what he had just done. This feeling was entirely new to him; his words had never been so jumbled in his throat and he certainly had never made such a social faux pas if that was even what this was! Snorting anxiously, his eyes finally met hers. “I don’t really know, Annabelle.” It was no lie. Shifting slightly, Yamanu offered a sheepish smirk. This was all so new and uncomfortable for him, and yet it was somewhat liberating to have one soul on this earth in which he could be so vulnerable around. “I guess, I never really noticed how pretty you were.” Sure, he had always cared for Annabelle and been attracted to her, but this was something different entirely – this aesthetic and sexual arousal. Ears flicked back as he hoped she would not take that the wrong way or be offended. characters|| Yamanu word count|| 214 muse music|| good charlotte. ooc|| ugh, i just can't get more than 200-300 words out. -facepalm-

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- With an amused snort, the mare took a step towards him, a soft grin on her maw. Blue eyes darted across his body "And I've always noticed how incredibly handsome you are," A silly grin crossed her maw for the first time in a terribly long time. How good it felt to smile again!

Eyes once again wandered to her sleeping foal, watching him while in thought. How she wished she had had him with Yamanu instead of Orpheus, the pain of the ordeal still made her shudder with fear.

Wait. Was she already wanting to have sex with Yamanu? Why did this thought keep crossing her mind! It was impossible! Although, the mare was in heat and hormones were raging through her body, she didn't know if she was mentally ready to mate with Yamanu. Would she be able to cope with the memories brought on by breeding? Would her body accept it?

Leaving her thoughts, Annabelle turned to watch Yamanu instead of Ahriman, black and ivory tail flicking lazily. Did he share the same lust and desire she did? What would he even say? How would she show that she even wanted to make love with the stallion? Was she to release her scent? This was all new to the mare, so many overwhelming emotions!

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Muse`woot!
Speech` Sky Blue
Other`>3

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[bg=green] Yamanu was relieved when that awkward moment had subsided. The relief did not endure for long, however. Soon enough, a new, and perhaps more awkward situation arose. He realized that his longings were of lustful nature and couldn’t really be sure what to do about them. He refused to be the selfish steed his father had always been; he would not merely take what he wanted from the mare. That just wasn’t right, although the darkness in his blood urged him to do just that. The stallion’s eyes followed his companion’s as she looked towards her slumbering foal. He still could not see its form and was still quite happy of this. He did not return her gaze as she looked back to him. Rather, he studied upon the shrubbery that shielded the foal from his gaze to distract his lecherous mind. The longer he stared, the more noticeable the hidden abomination became. Between the leaves he could make out splotches of Ahriman’s coat, markings that made it impossible to deny its relation to Orpheus. This made the painted brute angry once again and forced his hoof to stop the dirt with such bitter sentiments. Realizing it was not wise to let his rage get the best of him, he finally snapped back to view Annabelle. Whichever way he peered there was some sight that was going to get his blood flowing, and he was afraid neither of them could be good. He did not want to hurt the foal or Annabelle. “Um, so what did you want to do now?” That is what he need, to do something or go somewhere to distract his mind. characters|| yamanu word count|| 276 muse music|| goldfinger ooc|| dun dun dun, dun-nuh!

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- The mare stared at him, trying to figure out what to say. Should she just come out and say it? Be vague about it? She decided vague would be the best idea, since she wasn't very big on the idea of just blurting her desire to Yamanu. "I am awfully bored," she frowned before stepping closer to him. "Ahriman is sleeping, w-what do you feel like doing?" The mare stuttered slightly with nervousness, feeling like bashing herself over the head because of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I'm terribly awkward." Annabelle sighed, removing her gaze from the stallion to stare at the ground. Damn, Damn, Damn! The mutt cursed herself in her head, angry for being so terrible at showing Yamanu her desire to have sex with him. Why was this so damn hard?! She was so inexperienced, so stupid with this subject! She wanted to crawl under a rock and hide there, to stay far away from Yamanu after this stupid ordeal.

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Muse`woot!
Speech` Sky Blue
Other`>3

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[bg=green] Yamanu seemed fairly distraught as she forced his question back upon him. He had so desperately needed a distraction from his lust for the mare. She’d had a babe a mere week ago, and it disgusted him to think his hormones wanted so desperately to override any empathy for her condition. It only confirmed that there was a darkness in his veins, and it was something he loathed so passionately. The rational thing here was to suggest they go for a walk, a swim, a anything but what he truly wanted. And, yet, he seemed incapable of distracting from the situation any further. “I fear what I want to do would be a bad idea, Annabelle. I… Annabelle, I need a distraction from this, from you, or else I fear I will succumb to something dark and other than what I want to be.” He hoped she could possibly understand what he meant. The stallion was too awkward and unfamiliar with these situations to just come out and say he wanted to mate. And, more-so, he did not think she would want to with him. Yes, Yamanu knew they both had feelings for each other, but hers certainly could not be so lust driven. In fact, he scolded himself severly for the fact that his were! But, he absolutely refused to be the typical dark that his bloodlines sought of him. He would do nothing to her unless he truly wanted, although he knew that might mean he would need to get away for a little while. Smiling slightly at her comment, the stallion could not help but remark, "it appears I'm every bit as awkward." characters|| yamanu word count|| 275 muse music|| him ooc|| ...

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- Ears drew back in confusion, and the slightest bit of anger. What was this? What did he mean? The mare sought an answer, nostrils flaring with confusion as she eyed him. The mutt remained silent for a few moments, pondering on what his statement could possibly mean. The mare didn't understand, eyes borrowing into his facade. And then it all clicked, the light bulb flickered on. Blue eyes widened slightly as the mare finally understood; he wanted her! Physically, he wanted to have sex with her. The nyfrio finally understood!

A snort came from the mare as she thought over this ordeal. "You're afraid your- the darker side of you will overpower you." Looking to the ground, she drew these words from her mouth slowly, thinking of what she was saying. "You're afraid that you would, eventually, take advantage of me while the dark had overpowered you," Nostrils flared as she continued carefully. "You would be repeating your father, what he did before to me." The water fused creature was merely stating her thoughts, wondering why he felt this way. "Yamanu," Blue eyes finally looked to him as a small smile grew on her maw. "You're not that person; I believe you wouldn't do that to me," The smile remained on her facade, flicking obsidian and ivory whipcord. "I have noticed, we are quite an awkward pair." The mare stomped a hoof, watching him with blue eyes.

What had she just done? She had just jeopardized their relationship, even more than before. Damn her big mouth! The stallion did share her feelings of lust, whether or not it was his dark bloodlines or merely his love for her. The question was, which was it? The mare didn't know, all she did know was that she hoped it was his feelings for her, not just the lust driven dark bloodlines he possessed. However, the mare did posses a lust for the stallion, which she did know it was her love for him. How would she tell him? Could she tell him?

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[bg=green] The painted stallion was glad that she believed in him, but he could not say he was anywhere near as confident of his ability to control himself. He would oblige for the time being; he could do this. He was strong enough to battle this darkness, right? With a quiet nod, Yamanu acknowledged her words. And, after moment of thought, he added a few of his own, “I will always do whatever I can to protect you, Annabelle… even if it is from myself. I do… I do love you.” The stallion wanted badly to give her a reassuring nuzzle. He wanted her to be confident that he was never going to hurt her the way his father had, even if he was not completely certain of that fact himself. However, he decided against the gesture, noting it might make things more difficult or cross her currently shatter social boundaries. characters|| yamanu word count|| 150 muse music|| him ooc|| uber, like uber, uber, uber short.

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- Blue eyes watched the stallion utter the three words she never thought she'd hear, she was at a loss of words. He really said that, and this was really happening. The mare took a timid step forward, heart fluttering as she reached out with her muzzle to nuzzle his neck, nostrils flaring wildly. Her body tense, she buried herself in his chest, her mind beginning to panic as she stood so close to him, nostrils flaring for oxygen.

This was new to her, her heart fluttering so heavily, her mind panicking as she stayed against the stallion, her body freaking out. "I love you too," she whispered, body trembling as she forced herself to stay against him, fear trying to overtake her body. Giving in, she finally stepped away and began to breathe shakily. Had she really just done that?

After composing herself, Annabelle watched him silently. How was she to tell him now if she couldn't even stay close to him without nearly having a meltdown? A low snort escaped as she thought this over, ears drawn back.

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Muse`woot!
Speech` Sky Blue
Other`>3

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[bg=green] A small smile crossed the stallion’s maw as she spoke. Whuffling gently, he welcomed the mare’s embrace. He nibbled gently on her crest as she was pressed against him, and when she was ready to pull away he promptly allowed the contact to cease. This came as a great accomplishment to him considering his past worries. Maybe, just maybe, he could do this. He didn’t have to be who his father or his blood deemed he should be. Pawing the ground, the stallion’s crown tossed slightly as he celebrated inwardly. Noting his little display, the stallion offered a somewhat flustered smirk to his counterpart. He was not used to being so real and while it felt good, well, he had to say he hated this feeling of embarrassment! Snorting, Yamanu’s eyes quietly peered back upon Annabelle. He was sad that it had been so hard for her, but he understood and was respectful enough to pretend to not notice. He certainly did not want his friend, no, his love to feel persecuted in his eyes. Never! “Would you like to rest, dear?” The stallion queried and was again slightly flustered as he coined her with a label of endearment. This felt awkward and he wanted to squirm in place with his anxieties. He maintained his composure, though. Eyes focused upon her as he awaited a response – he was not certain what else to do at this very moment. The foal was too young for them to make a great migration and Yamanu feared pressing the mating matter anymore to prevent Annabelle’s discomfort. She had been through so much recently. characters|| yamanu word count|| 269 muse music|| cobra starship ooc|| ...

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- Two toned tail flicked nervously as he gave a little show, a thin smile on her maw. Ears flickered with curiosity as the stallion asked if she would like to rest. The mare's nostrils flared with uncertainty. She was tired, but her desire for him was burning so roughly through her. Would she have enough energy to mate with the stallion- if they even did? Tail swayed with slight frustration. What was she to do?

"How about we just start off having a chat and see where that leads to? After all, I do need to tell you a couple things." The mare sighed, closing her blue eyes for the moment before focusing back on him. "Well I, uhm, I made a friend named Phantom. She was pregnant at the time I met her, and I was sent to her aid by a raven when she was foaling." Annabelle paused her story, glancing from the ground to where Ahriman was still sleeping soundly. How long could that foal sleep? "And she told her her story, about how she didn't, rather couldn't bear the burden of the foal. She asked me to raise him for her since she didn't want him," The small mutt paused again, her insides twisted with nervousness. "I agreed, she had no one else to turn to. We agreed after two weeks or so we would meet and she would bring him to me. He's only about a week, maybe a little less, older than Ahriman. They will grow up as siblings," The mare finished her story quietly, tail flicking with a nervous tick. How was he going to deal with this? Was he going to be alright with it? Or would he be furious? What was going to become of this situation? Giving a nervous sigh, she continued. "But there is a slight problem,"

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Speech` Sky Blue
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[bg=green] The stallion grimaced as she refused to rest for now. She looked rather sleepy, and more-so, he was terrified that abominable foal would wake up if she waited to rest, which would leave him alone with it! He would respect her wishes, though. Ears twitched slightly as the stallion listened to the complicated tale. The more he listened, the further back his ears fell. He was beginning to fret about how he was going to support all of them. Yamanu knew they were welcomed into the Era’s home, and as much as he hated to, it looked like he would have to take advantage of that offer. It would be for the best, he supposed. Her last sentence brought him back to full attention. “If taking in the foal is something you feel is right, then I will help you with him however I can. Now, what is this problem?” He sounded uneasy as he questioned her. Things were getting complicated much quicker than he had ever anticipated, but it was worth it to keep Annabelle happy and safe. characters|| Yamanu word count|| 179 muse music|| hey baby - pitbull ft t-pain ooc|| ...

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- Ears drew forward as the stallion's fell backwards. He was having second thoughts, wasn't he? The mare slapped her two-toned whipcord nervously. But a quick washing of relief surged through her body as the stallion stated he was okay with it. Was he really? Nostrils flared as the stallion continued to ask her what her problem could be. What could it be?

"The problem," Annabelle began nervously, her body still anxious from getting so close to the stallion earlier. How should she state this? A soft snort came from the mare as she pondered on this. "To just say it bluntly, I would like to have a foal with you. But I already have two to tend to," Ears drew back slowly as she quietly uttered her deepest desire, lips twitching with nervousness, anxiousness and slight fear. How was this going to go? How would he respond? Would he be angry with her, already desiring another foal even though she already had two to tend to? The mare shifted her weight uneasily, her maw twitching. That was all she was! Nervous! How could she be so nervous around him? He was the one she had been drooling after for all of her life, why couldn't she feel normal instead of insecure, unworthy and shrunken when she was near him? He made her weak in the knees!

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Muse`I ramble too much
Speech` Sky Blue
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[bg=black] Yamanu cocked his head as the mare spoke of her wants. Could it be that they were the same as his? It appeared so. Giving an empathetic whinny the stallion approached her. “I want more than anything to have a foal with you, Annabelle, but only if you think you can support the three foals. I will do my duty and protect them all as if they were my own, but the most burden would be on you. I don’t want to do anything that will make you unhappy. If you want a foal sooner rather than later that is fine with me. Contrariwise, if you want to wait, I will. Even if you never wanted one, I’d oblige. I just want you to be happy.” His lifelong companion deserved that much. They had both had a rough life, and she was such a pure, innocent blooded thing! She deserved happiness, and he’d would only be happy with her contentment and nothing less. characters|| Yamanu word count|| 163 muse music|| the raconteurs ooc|| ew. short! -facepalm-

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[bg=#746d51] The mare at him with as slight disbelief. He was willing to all of this for her? "I'm sure I can care for them, yes. I don't know how it would ever make me unhappy, having a foal with you. I would be overly joyed, not just happy if you would give me a foal," She nuzzled his neck softly, her muscles straining slightly. Yes! Her body was getting used to this, everything was turning out alright after all. "This will be a slow process," the mare commented, slightly strained as she lay her cranium on his withers gently, tail twitching nervously. Eyes and thoughts drew to Ahriman, nostrils flaring slightly. What if her baby woke up during the process of making his sibling? It shouldn't bother him, right? Ears twitched slightly as she thought about this. He had been asleep for quite sometime, however it shouldn't affect him if he saw them, right? Every colt learned sooner or later, it wasn't like it was death. It was life, the creation of life. He would do it sooner or later, he had to understand what it was, right? "It wouldn't harm him to see, would it? He is quite young," The mare spoke quietly, watching her foal's slumbering form with slight wary and shifted her weight uncomfortably, nostrils flaring.

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MUSE IC ! Once in Every Lifetime; Eragon| Skillet
MUSE ! ehh
SPEECH ! 5e4d37
OTHER ! I'm never happy with my tables T-T

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[bg=black] The young stallion tilted his head as the mare responded and he was somewhat taken back by the answer. Was she really ready for another foal? Was he? Snorting, the stag bobbed his head gently at his counterpart. Yamanu had told her he would go with her decision and that was exactly what he would do. He lipped gingerly at her crest as she approached, careful not to push the fragile mare’s boundaries too far. And, as the mare nuzzled him, he could smell her sweet scent upon him and it calmed any anxieties he might have had. Even as she spoke of the young foal but a few feet from the duo, Yamanu showed no real concern. Eventually his soft blue orbs looked upon the young foal. “I will keep an ear on the wind for his awakening. “ The stallion offered her a reassuring smile before backing a few paces further into the brush and encouraging the mare to follow with a gentle whinny. With his ear to the wind and them out of clear view, the painted brute didn’t have too many concerns about the colt. Glistening orbs watched the mare as her pelt seemed to radiate in the small specks of light that shimmered in through the tree-tops. He had taken advantage of how beautiful his friend truly was all these years. It wasn’t that he had never seen her beauty before; instead, he’d tried to be the good friend and not think on such things. This moment seemed surreal for him. characters|| Yamanu word count|| 256 muse music|| afi ooc|| ...

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