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[Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Harmony - 10-05-2013 The pain, it was crippling. My strong pillars are now weak, shaking against my will. The sun now high in the sky, the air almost suffocating me as I made my way across the Fields. My sides are large, bulging out away from my usually slim bodice. My skin seemed as if it has been stretched in every which way, pain gripping my insides with every step. I stopped, a small gasp escaping my sorrel kissers as a strong contraction shakes my whole frame. I have the urge to drop to my knees right here, but I must resist. I need to get farther into My Fields, where one of my earliest memories of Antheia had taken place. There, I would drop my foal. I plan to keep these fields near and dear to my heart.
I walk on, setting my clefts down gingerly; every moment making me quiver with pain. I stop once again, only to heave a large sigh as another contraction grips me, my frame shaking violently. Isn’t this supposed to be a beautiful thing, birth? This is hell , nothing of any beauty here. That is, until my little foal emerges to lay upon this blessed soil. Her first memories will take place in this place of true beauty, surrounded by the ones that love her. Maybe I should call for them? Maybe it will cause me to much pain... Ah, who cares about the pain, Castiel, Antheia, and Tonka need to be here. I want her to be surrounded by love. These beings are really the only ones I have cared for, although I have been very friendly to many others. My kissers part, and I raise my maw, trying my hardest to ignore the pain that yet again grips me. “ Castiel! Antheia! Tonka!! “ My voice echoes through the region, loud and clear; which surprises me. It hurt very bad, but I had managed to ignore it. Maybe I could manage this. No , I can manage this. It’s not about me, it’s about my little filly. The little girl that I will now protect with my life. Even now, I would die for her, even though I haven’t even met her. It is hard to explain, the connection between us already. I have a feeling, a good one, that we will be very close. Coming from two kind ones, myself and Castiel, she is bond to be kind. She has many opportunities in Helovia, but I expect her to stay with us in the Assassins. But, who knows. Maybe she is destined to live somewhere else. Maybe she doesn’t want to stay with us... Maybe she won’t like me... My thoughts are interrupted when another contraction hits me, knocking me off my clefts as I fall hard to the soil with a loud grunt. My dome feeling heavy, it falls to the ground with a softer thump, my pools rolling back in my orbits as the pain cloaks my whole body. A small gasp escapes my open kissers, and another loud call escapes them, this one more needy. “ Castiel! Please! “ Only Castiel was named, but I meant it for all of them. My breath was coming in loud heaves, much too fast then they should. There was a movement inside me, and I squinted, looking to the Heavens. Oh please, let us both get out of this safely... Taking a deep breath, I feel myself on the edge of conciseness, and I gather all my strength to remain breathing. My body becomes still, my breath now low, slower.... slower... slo... blackness. Everything is still. I start to thrash my legs, trying my hardest to stay breathing. I become still once again, the blackness once again cloaking me. Then I notice that it is very possible that I will be gone. Hell, I can’t even breathe. I haven’t been. I’m gone... Goodbye to all the ones I love.... A large gasp rings throughout the field, as my pools fly open and I can now see again. I feel as if I have been underwater for a whole year, and I have finally surfaced and am breathing the air that I have been hoping for for so long. One push, that is all it takes. She on the ground, next to my shivering bodice. Turning my dome, I feel the large muscles in my neck quiver with pain as I lick her, her small painted body slowly drying. @[Tonka] @[Antheia] @[Castiel] @[Abishia] RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Abishia - 10-05-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Antheia - 10-06-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Harmony - 10-06-2013 I was in a daze, feelings flooding from me. I could feel the presence of Raven and Diatrec, they seemed proud, their ghostly orbs boring into my coat and the small filly next to me. When I looked down, she was looking behind me also, a large smile placed upon her snow white lips, her beautiful brown pools that where rimmed with a sparkling blue, a thick line around her pupils. I let my pools flow over her bodice; her markings where ravishing, pure beauty. Our colors where much alike... She shivered, and I closed my orbs, licking more fiercely to try and cleanse her and warm her. But before I could get the fifth lick in, before she was gone. My eyelids flew open in alarm. My alarm slowly turned into pride. Look at my beautiful filly, prancing around chasing... Wait... what was she chasing? My suspicions suddenly grew, but I forced myself to push them away. This was a time for positives, not negatives. I looked behind me, to see the two figures of Raven and Diatrec; he was looking away, her looking after my filly in happiness, and is that sorrow? I shook my dome, raising my maw to call for her.
“ Abishia, honey, please come back. “ But she was already making her way, my little Abishia, prancing along at quite a fast pace. I wasn’t surprised when her little hooves couldn’t stop her, and she rammed into my still swollen side. I bellowed a deep belly laugh as she found the source of my milk. She was quite fierce but I still didn’t mind. “ Abishia, welcome to our beautiful world. You are here, in my favorite land, the Heavenly Fields. Look around you; that is called beauty. “ My voice was soft, motherly. I didn’t know that I had it in me. I looked down to her with a large smile. Suddenly, I noticed that there was another with me, Antheia. She must have come when I was unconscious, then just now returned. I saw that she brought me poppy seeds. I lapped them up eagerly, hoping that the pain would soon stop. I looked up to her, tears starting to well in my icy blue pools. So many feelings where running through me, and I couldn’t help but let the tears run down my sorrel cheeks. “ Antheia, mother. Meet Abishia... “ I trailed off, looking down at my suckling filly with pure joy, the wet that previously was on my cheeks had now disappeared, carried away by the small breeze that caressed our trio, sending our locks ripping from our bodies wishing to flow with it. The sun bared down on us also, the heat and humidity still seeming as if it could choke me at any moment. As my maw was raised, feelings from Antheia washed over me, and I was suddenly taken into a darkness. Screams of pain and sadness reached my harks, and I forced my orbs closed, squishing my eyelids shut. As fast as the feeling hit me, it was gone. Opening my pools, I noticed I was back in the field, my locks starting to tangle around Abishia, but I ignored them. Horrified, I looked up to Antheia, pain, fear, sadness... They where all displayed in my orbs. I was afraid of what was to come... It had to be horrible... I have never experienced a feeling like one I just had. It was horrid... But I had to forget it. I shook my dome, trying to forget it, but knowing it would always linger there. “Where is Castiel? And Tonka? I want them to be here...” { @[Tonka] @[Castiel] @[Anthiea] @[Abishia] } RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Abishia - 10-06-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Antheia - 10-06-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Harmony - 10-07-2013 I sighed, wishing they where here to experience this glorious moment. Slowly, I was regaining my strength, and bottled enough of it up to stand on my storng pillars, tall and strong. Small Abishia made her way under me and I chuckled, a light, sweet laugh. But, I couldn’t help but feel something odd lingering about around Anthiea; something was wrong, but now wasn’t the time. I would have to make time to talk to her a bit later, but not too later... Inside I was startled, sorrow gripping my heart as with every moment new slips of crisp white paper dove and fluttered to the bottom of it; looking no different from the ones that already remained there. Heaving another large sigh, I decided that I maybe should push away these feelings, and concentrate on myself for once. I didn’t like it,but I couldn’t help but do it. I love Antheia so much, but worrying over her could put all of us in danger, open myself, and others up to a virus that could easily devour each and every one of us. No, not the virus that makes you sick; a transparent one that slowly takes advantage of you, over your mind, your body, your limbs, your everything. And, with a startling jolt, I look to Antheia in pure terror, tears of joy now replaced by ones of sorrow, fear... I don’t know what, but something has taken her over. What she will do... I do not know... All I can do is attempt to stop her. I look down to my filly, my Abishia, and speak to her in a kind voice. “ Abishia, my girl. Go there, play with that butterfly, and explore your new world. But do not go far, little one, for there are things much greater than you and I that could hurt us, and bring us pain, so stay close. “ My words weren’t meant for Abishia only, but were also targeted to Antheia. This couldn’t happen to her, because I know she isn’t strong enough. Her soul is much too weak in so many ways, and is surprisingly obvious. A kind, sweet soul that lacks strength. I plead to the Heavens, a part of me hoping I can do something, another knowing that I do not yet know what she will do, how soon, and that the possiblity of me not being able to stop her is much to large. I look to the ground, Abishia now a few yards away, and shake my dome. “Don’t give in. Not yet. Look, that right there, your granddaughter, she needs you. She will look up to you. Don’t put yourself in danger.” My voice now has risen to a tense, hurt level, the pain in my pools so apparent one as young as Abishia would be able to notice. My stance is tense also, I almost stand on my tippy-toes, leaning forward to Antheia. I reach out my maw to hers, eager to let them touch; and when they do, a sensation of warmth spreads across my bodice. Stamping my front left cleft, another tear falls and I rip away my muzzle, my pools still locked with hers. “ Mom. Don’t. No.” I then shake my dome once again, pain and scorn displaying in my deep blue pools, enough to drown someone. Although I feel beauty radiating from my frame, I take no notice. I love Antheia too much. My worry for her is too large. She will cause me more pain then she will cause herself. Ones that have been taken over do things that are unearthly; horrible things. Things they would never do if they where in the right state of mind, and all be damned, the things they do are horrid. I have seen it many times, with my own orbs. It has happened to myself, and Antheia knows this very well. She helped me through it, but hell, I never thought it would happen to her. I now look back to her, tears beginning to fall, I attempt to speak, but my throat is tight, and I am carried into more blackness. Waves... I hear water... Then a sensation like never before, I feel as if I am falling, falling... falling... And when I hit the ground, bright colors explode, memories, ones that are not mine. I don’t get it... What is happening? What am I feeling... Or rather; who am I feeling? RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Abishia - 10-07-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Antheia - 10-08-2013
RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Castiel - 10-08-2013 Castiel heard the screams of his lover reach his ears making them pin back because it sounded horrid. Getting all panicked the stallion breathed deep to collect himself; all of it happened so fast how could the unicorn respond? He was completely side blinded by the whole event one moment they were cuddling in the meadow, and now his lover was delivering the result of such an evening. Getting frustrated the unicorn stallion kicked at the air because he was missing a good majority of it. Taking off in a bolt the horse didn’t think much too afraid his thoughts would lead to darkened places. Grass of the field felt like it had been trying to pull the stallion down to his knees, not as if life hadn’t sucker punched him, now nature seemed to turn on him. Pushing aside such a notion the boy saw his lover lying on the ground with a baby near to her. A short lived rage flared inside scorching at his soul for missing the whole dramatic show. Seeing the blood stained green blades of grass swaying in the wind did not help aiding his anxiety. Sweating the stud walked up to his girls with unsteady hooves, trying hard not to shake, he was so nervous about meeting the first born. Not even noticing the other mare at all Cast walked briskly to them, stopping before harmony hiding tears the horned horse smiled, and kissed his daughter’s cheek saying “ Daddy is here I will never leave you or forsake you” Nothing could do justice to describe the gripping feeling on Cast’s heart, when he embraced his girl, not wanting to let go, but did to go hold tight his Harmony. As the stallion embraced the mother of his child he kissed her ear whispering “I am scared…I truly am….of letting you and her down, but no worry I am here now and always will be….Harmony I love you every last thing about you without you or my daughter I would have nothing to keep me going” not wanting the other horse to see into him the way Harmony was allowed to. Sweetly the unicorn cuddled his head into the other paint’s chest, not wanting to be too open with others, the stud politely nodded at the other lady saying “thank you for being there for my mate and please do not take offense, but you’re the one who hurt Harmony no? Nice to see you two are talking on kinder terms now. What is my child to be named? “ the last question was directed to Harmony as he rubbed his head on her should then he playfully pushed his filly. RE: [Birth Thread] Breathe, Your Alive - Harmony - 10-09-2013 h a r m o n y
{ »" harmony talk "« thoughts, quoting } Don't be a fool. Don't put on an act. This is ridiculous... I know something is wrong, I'm nor a dumbass. It was all I could think. Both our .emotions where running high, but its foolish for her to act this way. I'm her daughter. I need to know what's wrong. I don't know, maybe o could help her. Maybe I could do something and spark a flame in her heart that will spread warmth throughout her bodice and make her feel better. But, she must not have faith in me. She means to much to me for me to push down the feeling like you do with an over flowing trashcan ; no. It can't be that way. I need Antheia to be well. Her colt needs her to be well. She needs to be well for all of us. She is my brick, she supports me, and my life. Antheia rescued me. Without her I would still be a wondering filly. What if I lost her? What if she ran away to go somewhere new? What if... No. She would never... Or would she? I need to stop this. O need to get down to her and force it out of her like we force grass to rip away from its roots. I need to know. It's tearing me apart. But when I look down and see my small filly, a small piece of me warms, and I suddenly feel a smidge better. She is a blessing, Abishia. With her beautiful, rimmed pupils, tall white socks that stradle over her withers. Her calm fave is much like her father's, and her dainty assesets are much like myself. Her small head is in perfect porpotion with the rest of her frame; she has a sleek, lean look to her. One of those horses you look at and think, she could run for miles. Her long, already sturdy legs are pleasing to look upon. Her height makes her look far older than she actually is, and I know she will grow to be very tall, like me. How nice it is to admire a stunning filly like this one, and know it is yours. That you and your lover have created something so beautiful... I look to Antheia, worry and pity suddenly swiped onto my face as my look on things drastically changes again. It feels as if there is two hearts inside me beating at different rythms. One pulling me this way, the other pulling me the the oppostite direction. Taking a step forward, I once again close the space between my mother and I, and raise my maw to touch her pole with it softly. The only gesture that can show her my love is nonexsitent. For I love her far too much. With a small whisper, I speak to her so that Abishia can't overhear. »" Stop this nonsense. This isn't the time to talk about it, but we will talk about it. I won't let you slip away without me talking to you, I don't know what you are going to do, when or where. Just think of whatever that stupid thing is, and the effect it will make on the ones you love. Think. Me, Feritas, Abishia. Think. " « Then with a touch to her shoulder, o take a step back, my body moving on one smooth moment that seems to slip like butter. I force myself to chuckle when Abishia tries to suckle Antheia, knowing that she won't like it. I don't mind, but it's hard to push Antheia from my mind and be joyous. Abishia is so innocent, in a way I envy her. She know no sin, or wrong. She simply knows her mothers milk, butterflies, grasshopers, and... I sudenly notice she has been gazing behind me multiple times. I slowly look there and see nothing, but feel the presence of my parents, the real ones. I shrug it off, knowing she is only seeing the occasional mouse scatter by or a small bird tear through the peaceful atomosphere. I nudge her on her admirably small rump, smiling wide as I do so. I then take my neck, easily drape it over hers as if it is a blanket, then put light pressure on her head to move her back towards me, or I hope so. She was silly alright, just moments ago trying grass, making a fit, then trying Antheias milk. I chuckle again and nip at Antheia's maw to try lighten her mood. Then with another look down, I lower my dome so my pools can meet Abishia's. »" My girl. You must stay close to me unless I say so. Don't go trying risky things like you did just a hut ago, without me letting you know it is okay. If that would've been any other mare, she would've kicked you. Antheia is nice. Antheia is your NaNa, so that is okay to mess with her. But nobody else other than myself and NaNa, got it? "« My voice was soft, but still stern. I was almost absentminded, gazing off into the distance wishing that Castiel would have been present. next time... . The thought rings through my dome, and I nod with satisfaction. Next time, yes. Our next child. I will have as many children as he wishes. For-- A sudden thundering and hoofbeats makes me clamor over to Abishia, quickly forcing her under my tummy and flexing my muscles. A large frame comes over the rise, and I quickly leap away from Abishia noticing it is none but my dearest Castiel. I let out a joyous neigh, prancing in a small circle before I come to a stop, my nostrils flaring. Look at how handsome he is... When he embraces Abishia, and says; “ Daddy is here I will never leave you or forsake you”. My heart aches, and I can't help but notice how lucky I am to have him in my usually miserable life. My life used to be hell. He is also my saviour, much like Antheia. He drew Raven from my soul. He promised to protect me. He would do anything for me, although he has not told me, I know. I can feel his love. The way he handled me that night was like nothing ever before. The way he holds me close, and entwined his body with mine so that we become one makes chills run up my spine. “I am scared…I truly am….of letting you and her down, but no worry I am here now and always will be….Harmony I love you every last thing about you without you or my daughter I would have nothing to keep me going” His voice... Ah. So kind. It's all I needed to hear in order for me to relax and become myself once again. But his words hit me. They where heart felt, and I wonder if I have dragged him down a path in which he didn't want to come. I shook off the thought, and when he pushed his dome into my chest, I nickered quietly to him. It seemed as if we are the only horses on this world. I curled my neck and twirled his tity mane in my kissers, then rubbed my maw down his neck, until I reached his ear and nipped it lightly. »" Castiel. My love. Your all I could ever want. Don't doubt yourself. Tour the besst Stallion I have met, you are truly blessed. I know you will take care of us... I have no doubt. I feel the same. You make me complete darling. Your all I could ever ask for. "« Finally, one good thing has happened to me. I have won the prize. Life is a game, and love is the prize. I am now declared a champion, rising to higher levels I haven't visited yet, and damn does it feel good. I hear him adress Antheia, and I decide to stay quiet and let them work it out. I move my maw to play with his mane, and hear yet again another question spill from him. Her name. I smile wide and notice that Abishia is still here, with sort of a start. I chuckle to her and kindly say; »" Go on, my princess. Tell your daddy your name..."« { I apologize for any mistakes, typed this whole thing on my phone, so it was kinda hard (: thanks for joining immy <3 }
@[Antheia] , @[Abishia] , @[Castiel] |