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[OPEN] Shedding more than doubts

Parelia Posts: 210
Outcast atk: 6 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4
Mare :: Pegasus :: 14.3 :: 7:: Frostfall HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Penna :: Peregrine Falcon :: None Parelia
#1
The two lovers had staid the night in the beautiful grove of sweeping Willow trees enjoying the others comforting presence, they were now on the move. The smaller cremello mare was the happiest she had ever been happier. Ever since she had found her handsome steel stallion her mental scars had started to heal. She would always be leery of males, but now she was at least able to speak to unicorns again. Smiling warmly she tilted her head to look at her mate as the strode onward. She sent up a silent prayer to the gods that she would soon bear this brave stud and strong healthy foal. A sudden thought bounced around her brain, and she voiced it curiously, "Ciceron, what do you want it to be? I mean gender wise." She paused for a heart beat and added, "Horned or winged?"

Parelia herself could not careless what the gods blessed them with, and she hopped that he felt the same way. As she awaited his reply she gazed around them casting honey orbs towards the sky. The shape of a predatory bird was floating in the warm air drafts far above them. Her bonded was watching the area around them searching for signs of danger. The mare studied his ever clarifying emotions searching for anything out of place. Smiling she picked up the pace moving into a smooth canter kicking up her heels playfully, careful to swing her rump away from Ciceron's strong jaw. Laughter bubbled from her young joyous chest as she moved away from him pushing her sturdy legs away form her slim form. She was careful to keep her slick cream and teal wings tight against her lithe body. Running was her fourth favorite thing, surpassed by Penna, Ciceron, and flying.

She pushed her body faster, calling on her Arabian blood, as the thundering sound of waves filled her pricked ears. This was her shedding secret, salt water and rough rocks. As the water came into view she couldn't help of the first time she had been alone with her lover, she had plunged into the freezing water in order to wear off some of her extra energy. 'I wonder what he'll say this time!' She thought happily as she plunged into the warm salty water. She spun to face the dappled stud rearing as she came face to face with him letting out a playfully nicker, daring him to join her. After she crashed onto all fours; she lowered her chiseled head close to the water watching him happily as Penna soared high over head almost as happy as his bonded.

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Ciceron Posts: 315
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Kiara :: White Tiger :: Poison nickel
#2

Birdsong had officially arrived and this year would be one that he would remember for the rest of his life, many memories had been created between the Pegasus and the dappled unicorn over the period of a single night. Along with the memories there was the possibility that both of their lives would be forever changed, not that this would be a bad thing. The last couple of weeks had been rather rough for the stallion with the many things upon his plate but now he felt as if a page had been turned, a new chapter had begun. The last thing that he would have expected from the previous night had happened leaving him deep in thought trying to figure out what was next for the pair. In a year’s time he could very well be a father, the idea while exciting was also frightening for he feared he would never live up to expectations as to what a father should be like. His own father had been nothing but a nightmare; all he knew was that he could never turn into such a monster knowing how much trauma such a situation caused for anyone involved. The only problem with all this was to him he pictured a stallion as one that had something to show for themselves, a herd of their own, land for their family to grow up in… So far he had neither of these things, what did that make him? A failure?

Cringing slightly as he felt Kiara’s sharp claws kneed into his back he cast a backward glance to the cub to find her as happy as she could be trying to find the comfiest place to curl up. Some of the behaviours of the feline he would never understand but there was no possible way he could hold anything against her despite that she was about as stubborn as he was. Shaking his head with a soft chuckle he turned his head to glance over to Parelia as her words filled the air between them. It took a moment for him to clue into what she was referring to but even longer for him to attempt to decipher whether this was a question with one right and one wrong answer or whether it was just a trick question. Gender? Wings? Horn? None of that mattered to him in the slightest, should it?

“Honestly.. I really couldn’t care less about whatever the gods decide for us. The only thing that I am concerned about is that you are both healthy and well. Nothing else matters to me more than that.” He commented truthfully as his eyes swept over Parelia’s delicate frame protectively. Should anything happen to her or their possible child he would forever hate himself. He found it strange that before he had met this mare he had always dreamed of finding someone like her and starting a family of their own, but now that it could be happening it scared him half to death. Knowledge and experience was comforting to the stallion and with this kind of thing he had neither experience nor knowledge of what was to come. It’s not as if there was anyone he could really talk to about this.. it would just seem awkward to go up to another stallion or mare and ask about something so personal.

Watching his playful lover kick up her heels joyfully and take off towards the water made him laugh happily, it was great to see her so happy for once. Giving her a couple seconds head start he kept his pace before he could hold back no longer. Tossing his head as he reared up he threw himself forward in pursuit of the cremello Pegasus as she entered the water with a splash. Kiara growled in protest as she clued into what was happening and leapt from his back onto a nearby rock to keep herself safely out of the water. Licking her paw she turned in a circle before settling down in the sun to groom herself.

Leaping over the bank in one swift movement the grey felt his hooves sink into the soft sand as the warm salty water exploded from underneath his feet splashing up around him. Looking over to Parelia with an innocent smirk he shook the water from his face before wading over to where she stood gently nipping her hindquarters playfully. “At least you picked a better occasion to go for a swim this time.” He joked pressing himself up close to her smaller frame.


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Ciceron thinks
Kiara speaks

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Parelia Posts: 210
Outcast atk: 6 | def: 9.0 | dam: 4
Mare :: Pegasus :: 14.3 :: 7:: Frostfall HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Penna :: Peregrine Falcon :: None Parelia
#3
Excitement and joy roared like a mighty lion in the mare's strong chest as she thought of the life her young body would soon bear. This was a time for happiness and love they were, after all, about to become parents. Worry did consume the gentle mare's heart as she thought of raising her baby. The cremello paint had lost her parents before she was even a year old and she had no idea how she was to teach her foal to be model herd members. Fear and doubt wriggled in her stomach like a ball snakes. 'Oh Penna how am I supposed to do this?' She thought softly her mood slipping slightly into a darker state. Shaking her dainty head she turned bright honey orbs towards her dappled lover.

His deep voiced answer soothed her worried soul even more than he probably realized. The mare herself longed for her first foal to have wings, much like herself, so she could teach him or her the joy of flying. Pushing her worries away she reached out to try and bump his large warm shoulder affectionately. Her voice was warm and soft, "Of course we'll both be fine my love. Anyway, how could we not be with such a brave and strong stallion around?" She smiled warmly gazing into his bright silver orbs. Her actions might have seemed playful, but her words rang true. The dapple had a brave heart of gold, that beat to protect all he cared for.

As she turned to watch the steely stallion a laugh bubbled from her lips as he through up his mighty horned cranium and pursued her. The mare's laughter grew as the tiger cub hopped unhappily from his broad back. Penna divided towards the rock pulling up at the last second to land softly beside Ciceron's own bonded. She let out a playful squeal as warm salt water rained down on her face and neck.

Bucking lightly against his nips she sent the water waving away from her like buffalo grass in the wind. Laughter once again poured from her warm velvety lips at his comment for backing away from him struggling in the sucking sand. Once she was a foot or so away way she unfurled her teal and cream wings flapping them wildly in the water forcing the liquid away from herself towards the stud attempting to cover him in water as he had done to her.

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Ciceron Posts: 315
Outcast atk: 6.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: 6 HP: 69.5 | Buff: ENDURE
Kiara :: White Tiger :: Poison nickel
#4

Gazing affectionately at the cremello mare he would never cease to be amazed by her patience and her unrelenting confidence. She seemed to easily find light in the darkest of places portraying it out for everyone to see. Where in his own mind doubts lingered he found it much easier to put them to rest just listening to the soothing sound of her voice. His mother had been gifted with words as well and he had always admired others with similar abilities. There was no doubt that it was those like the two of them that could change the world should they feel the need. When they spoke others would listen as the wisdom was clear as day. He loved them both equally but in different ways as was expected. He knew that should they be graced with a child, Parelia would make an outstanding mother.

Careening down into the water he felt the same joyous thrill he had felt as a young colt playing around with friends. Back then he was as his mother described a little hellion at times always getting into mischief some way or another, if she could see him now she would likely just shake her head. That part of him had never disappeared but rather just been carefully tucked away, there was no changing that part of him. His own laughter filled the air combining with the joyous tones of his lover making him grin like a fiend who had just managed to cause some trouble. It was a part of him that not many had seen but such a joy when it was released from within, it was as if he was a young colt all over again.

Reaching out with his muzzle he attempted to pin Parelia to him affectionately in a form of surrender. As he did so his muzzle trailed along her barrel gently as his eyes followed. It was amazing to think that their child could be growing in there as they spoke, the feeling was simply outstanding. Pausing his movement he just let his soft muzzle rest there for a moment taking it all in. A content sigh left his throat as he came to realize he was the happiest he had been in a long time, and it was all thanks to the beautiful mare beside him.

Watching the pair frolic around from the safety of the shore the black and white tigress huffed in disbelief, if she hadn't of jumped when she had she would be in the midst of all of that wetness. She did like the water but on her own terms of course, otherwise it was just inconvenient. Feeling her highly sensitive whiskers tingle she looked over to see the female's bonded swooping down beside her. She was half tempted to pounce on him playfully but stopped herself thinking back to what her bonded had said. What was it again? Oh ya that she must play nicer with feathered things so not to hurt them. As if she would hurt them, she was careful. Regardless she leaned over swatting her paw gently to nudge the small bird playfully with a growl. With a flick of her tail she lept off the rock into the grass wanting to play as well.


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