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Eira
Puffing, steaming breath welcomes forward the damp, velvet pillow of her brother’s streaked muzzle, and yolky ears tilt nearer, they waver with indecision, growingly enamoured by the myriad of sounds turning about her; above the murmur of maternal presence, and much harsher still than the whimpering note of his small, newborn voice, ocean waves toss and crash thunderously upon the soft cool sand nearby. Staggering steps, jolty and crude, pull the darkening colt’s warmth from her side. Eira sways in the biting air, vulnerable and weak, with her tiny dimpled chin prying about for notice; in the base of her throat bubbles noise, pitiful and innocent, begging for that intimacy to return. He returns, if only his voice in that moment, beckoning and willing her nearer to the murky figure of the mare who’s seemingly endless impression stood girt by star-shine. Widening eyes follow wonderingly the gentle curve of that line until they stoop low enough again, to snatch a glimpse of his familiar figure fumbling forward. Like a lamb, needy and helpless she cries, purging remnant fluid in the same effort, and teetering, she launches two feet forward with unbalanced wings spread to follow the path of his hungry lips in. Sliding by his source, the filly finds another just beyond and latches hastily, greedily - instantly gratified as honey-sweet colostrum, spills amply down her throat. To the rear, a long, lean tail flicks, and pasty feathers draw near to resume their embrace around lean blue flanks. A sound length of time passes before the filly pulls free. Her belly, now swollen, begs for rest (for a brace) and each leg eagerly answers; they fold down, front then back, and she falls with a weary, drunken thud upon the cushion of dry sand. The first hour of life has been unbearably exhausting, and swiftly her feeble young mind falls into the black tranquillity of restful coma. @Cirrus - I wasn't sure if I would get a chance to throw up another post before the rift! |
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clear nights - by Cirrus - 07-08-2017, 07:52 PM
RE: clear nights - by Kirottu - 07-08-2017, 09:16 PM
RE: clear nights - by Cirrus - 07-08-2017, 09:39 PM
RE: clear nights - by Kirottu - 07-08-2017, 11:40 PM
RE: clear nights - by Indra - 07-09-2017, 12:15 AM
RE: clear nights - by Eira - 07-09-2017, 10:18 PM
RE: clear nights - by Cirrus - 07-10-2017, 06:47 AM
RE: clear nights - by Indra - 07-10-2017, 07:17 AM
RE: clear nights - by Eira - 07-11-2017, 05:29 AM
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