Night after night [birth] [open]

Night after night [birth] [open]

Ailith Posts: 47

Deceased

Mare :: Equine :: 15.0 HH :: 8

Adoptable

07-10-2012, 11:48 PM

Don't give up on me. My hope, my apathy.
You know it ain't easy, maintaining my belief that we are free

Sounds were caught with perfectly shaped ears in the dead of the night. Stressful, pain, moans. Not to mention the before thud on the ground. Careful hooves placed themselves in the hiding trees. Not daring to make a sound any further. Magenta eyes peacefully glaring at the obvious pregnant mare. Labor she was in. Alone time is what the pale mare needed with her unborn foal but in fear of disturbing the peace Ailith stood still. Closing her eyes to give the poor female privacy. Distorting her hearing to memories as she clenched her teeth in sympathy for the throbbing pain Daenerys was in.
Ailith wasn't exactly obvious, with her pale buckskin hide, but she also wasn't hidden as well in the night as the black mare who would soon arrive. Eventually though the mare finished birthing. The buckskin mare peeked open her eyes carefully to take a look at the progress. There stood a strong colt suckling from her teets. A slow smile crept upon the racist mare. Thank god the new child was pure, or so it seemed. Ailith knew not of the inbred problems with the relationship from mare to stallion but at the moment she could care less.
Some sort of chirping vibrations were caught in her triangles. Eardrums tickling. A dragon appeared as so did a black being. Awkwardly Ailith continued to stand there in a stalking position. Body leaned forward but hooves held back. Almost as if she was ready to run forth and kill them before they seen what was coming. Although that was far from the case, she was about to step forward before the interuption of the black one.

The mare simply held back a little longer. She wasn't a very sociable one at times. A not mentioned fact though was that this mare was being a bit more polite than usual but births were a special time so she held her tongue and refrained from snapping words. The two must know each other by the way the black one addressed her and carried on a conversation.
Ailith stepped in now. Curving her well placed body through the trees into the open. Black hooves stomping the dried ground softly. "She speaks the truth." abruptly interupting the conversation. Mirage had called the child strong, which was true. Already stiffened well managed and working legs. A good coat color. The best species out there. Continuing to name more qualities would become pointless at this point. Ailith stood back and waited for one of the two to snap her head off for being there as a stranger, although she would have much to say to that.