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06-03-2015, 07:06 PM
With you by my side I can do anything
When we swing, babe, we hang past right and wrong
When we swing, babe, we hang past right and wrong
"Tallis..." Evangeline's voice was strained she she spoke the dragon's name. For some time she'd felt the telltale signs on her impending labor, though she had hoped that it would hold off long enough for her to find Thor. 'Eva?' She looked up when she heard the dragon's voice within her mind and she met his dark, worried gaze. 'Baby?' The mare nodded her head and the dragon shifted nervously. "Gather firewood." She instructed. "We need a fire. Its cold... I need warmth." Her foal could not be born into the snow with no other source of warmth besides its dam's body. "Hurry."
As Tallis disappeared into the woods she began clearing away a place for Tallis to build the fire that she requested. Thankfully the snow wasn't as thick in the area she'd ended up in, but she still hated that she was birthing her foal in the dead of winter. "Pile them there." She said, nodding her head to the bare patch of earth she'd uncovered. Tallis deposited the sticks, set them on fire, then disappeared once more. Evangeline groaned as she lowered her bulky body to the ground and stared at the fire, wishing that it was bigger and brighter; a beacon that would bring Thor to her when she needed him most.
Tallis continued his trips back and forth from the fire into the forest until Eva stopped him. "Find Thor!" She gasped to the dragon. "Quick! Make him hurry, burn him again if you have to. I need him..." Anyone who said that labor and birth got easier over time was lying and Evangeline would whole-heartedly argue the matter with them. "Hurry!" She mentally projected to the dragon as he flew off to find Thor.
-gross birth stuff goes here-
Evangeline stood tired and sweaty looking down at the two small foals that lay shivering on the ground. Two. Two. The orange mare had suspected, but hadn't said a word to Thor. She nosed them closer to the fire, desperate to get them warm and not let them freeze. She moved from one foal to the other, cleaning their faces, the soft downy feathers that clung to their necks, and their misshapen wings. "Two." A tired smile spread across her face as she laid down beside them, using her body along with the fire to keep them warm.
@[Thor]
@[Uriel]
Thor the Gentleheart && Evangeline the Pure
