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07-08-2017, 09:39 PM
Cirrus the WindDancer
"Will you stay?" the cloudmare had asked, too softly at first, too scared to hear what the answer might be. "When the sun rises again; Will you stay?" she tried again, unable to take it back now, unable to deny her fear, her paranoia, that he might dissolve with the sunlight, might hide for fear of rejection or shame or whatever else it was that stupid curse did to him.
It was a mere handful of moments, but the tension almost ruined Cirrus, as she stood decidedly alone, trembling, a figure of fear and flight, almost ready to leave this scene herself should she believe that he would have abandoned them.
But then he was by her side, his warmth pressing against her, his heartbeat pounding alongside her own chest, his breath hot and passionate as it confirmed that he was going to be here, with her, with them, with their…
Children.
She could have so easily gotten lost amidst his masculinity again, so easily forgotten about the children they had created, she snapped her teeth at him playfully as he tugged at her mane, willing him not to distract her further from this, their children, their perfect and beautiful children.
Evidently satisfied that he would remain by her side as they went through this journey, she allowed her attention to return to the two foals who were bleating for attention and warmth, shifting and making motions as if to try and stand already.
"I'm here," she said softly as she bent to each in turn, licking them dry and nudging them to help them rise. Your mother is here, she thought, curiously testing the title in her own mind, still a bit daunted by it and all that it meant.
Mother, she mused again, slowly coming to terms with it, as she threw a glance at Kiro, as he helped his son rise from the sandy earth. He's the father to my children, she thought, and couldn't help the gentle laugh that tumbled from her lips; she was simply overjoyed.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, as she realised something. Kiro looked at her, surprise causing a rigidity to enter his posture as confusion clouded his features. "What will we call them? What will their names be?"
It was a mere handful of moments, but the tension almost ruined Cirrus, as she stood decidedly alone, trembling, a figure of fear and flight, almost ready to leave this scene herself should she believe that he would have abandoned them.
But then he was by her side, his warmth pressing against her, his heartbeat pounding alongside her own chest, his breath hot and passionate as it confirmed that he was going to be here, with her, with them, with their…
Children.
She could have so easily gotten lost amidst his masculinity again, so easily forgotten about the children they had created, she snapped her teeth at him playfully as he tugged at her mane, willing him not to distract her further from this, their children, their perfect and beautiful children.
Evidently satisfied that he would remain by her side as they went through this journey, she allowed her attention to return to the two foals who were bleating for attention and warmth, shifting and making motions as if to try and stand already.
"I'm here," she said softly as she bent to each in turn, licking them dry and nudging them to help them rise. Your mother is here, she thought, curiously testing the title in her own mind, still a bit daunted by it and all that it meant.
Mother, she mused again, slowly coming to terms with it, as she threw a glance at Kiro, as he helped his son rise from the sandy earth. He's the father to my children, she thought, and couldn't help the gentle laugh that tumbled from her lips; she was simply overjoyed.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, as she realised something. Kiro looked at her, surprise causing a rigidity to enter his posture as confusion clouded his features. "What will we call them? What will their names be?"
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