One final strenuous push was what finally freed her second child from her womb and brought it into the world at long last. Unlike the first she felt no movement from this baby during or after its birth making her greatest fears come to life before her eyes. Trying to turn her head sent her head spinning wildly out of control before it finally came to rest upon the cool forest floor. The soft murmur of voices kept her conscious but for the life of her she couldn't put words into meaning. Feeling completely drained of all energy the pale mare couldn't do more than lay there on her side for a number of moments willing strength to return to her once more to allow her any sort of movement. Anything that she could still feel was painful and aching from such a extended and grueling birth, honestly she felt like she had been run over by a buffalo stampede.

Numerous minutes passed before she was finally able to open her eyes once more, vaguely aware of the soft touch against her neck. Looking over to Alysanne grateful for her presence she tried to pull herself up so that she was laying sternally once more. What was happening to her baby... no her babies, oh god that was going to take awhile to process fully. Singular was what she had been expecting but for it to be made plural was beyond her wildest dreams, what was she going to do. Pulling herself around two figures stood behind her, hovering over the two tiny foals. Her eyes immediately swept over the pair of them starting with her first born who was still shivering but moving around with more determination now. The newest addition was what concerned her the most, its tiny frame seemed way too still, oh no please... Both Torleik and the red mare from before, Esther were attending to him seemingly worried over his lack of movement as well.

Feeling a sudden surge of motherly instincts hit her at the sight of the other mare licking her baby she had to bite back the angry retort that first came to mind. No, they were here to help, they were not going to harm either of them she was overreacting. Dragging her dead weight body around slightly she managed to reach her muzzle over to see her first born. Nudging him slightly as if to reassure herself he was alright she turned to her second baby. Butting his frame gently with her muzzle she could feel the dampness of his coat and the cool temperature, no he needed to wake up she was not going to lose him. With a little more force she again pushed against his tiny figure as her own tongue began licking his coat dry.

His coat was a darker colour than that of his sibling, a darkened grey that was black in some areas. Why was he so dark coloured she wondered thinking back to Note, his coat was a lighter bay if she recalled correctly so where did the black come from? It was sure a puzzle considering the golden accents around his legs and the golden feathers of his wings. Upon his face was a rather bizarre marking that resembled a blaze but instead of covering the front of his face it split into two at the bridge of his nose and did not reconnect. The other strange thing that she couldn't help but note was the white brindled pattern that covered his body from head to hoof. Was this normal?

A gurgled snort surprised her as to her relief her colt moved his head for the first time, he was alive! Tears of joy sprang to her eyes momentarily as she continued to remove the slime from his body and face with the help of Esther. Upon her first meeting with this mare she wouldn't say she particularly liked her but now she had a much different opinion of the unicorn, she was grateful for her help.

Gradually some strength began to return to her legs making her start to think about trying to get herself back on her feet, they all had to get up eventually anyway. Stretching her forelegs out before her she shakily tried to heave herself off the ground without falling backwards. Standing still for a moment or two as her legs once again accustomed to bearing her weight she nickered softly to her two beautiful colts. Stepping forward once she was confident in her balance she began trying to encourage them to stand by licking their coats and nudging them gently. Turning her head to the buckskin colt she gazed at him for a number of moments before she turned and regarded the dark grey colt with the same curiosity. Coming to a conclusion she smiled a little before she made her announcement. " Levex shall be your name" she commented softly motioning to the buckskin before turning to refer to the grey. "You shall be named Aeolus."

Both twins flicked their ears at the sound of her voice while gazing around with curiosity and wonder at their new world. "You must get up my darlings." She purred gently nipping each of them in turn before her gaze turned to Torleik, she was worried about him for he had not said much as of lately. She highly doubted that he was the father of either of her twins but she still felt torn over everything. Was it possible he could have contributed to Aeolus's dark coat? Was that even a possibility considering he had wings could it be some genetic anomaly? Reaching out her muzzle she attempted to touch Torleik's neck, she felt like such a horrible person. If only he was the father to these two colts, he was the one who was here after all unlike their biological father who hadn't come despite her cries. She was so conflicted and completely heartbroken over the outcome, would he ever want to be near her again?


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