Moonlight filtered down onto the gilded Sir who dozed in its gentle, silver touch. The movement of his breathing was calm and of one who was on the verge of falling into slumber, covered in cascades of pale mane. The whimsical world of dreams called him forth as he rested one back foot, stood on the border of trees and the cliff that seemed to lead straight to the stars. He was content for sometime until alarm bells started ringing in his mind, or perhaps, Kiba's alarm bells started ringing. Lids snapped back to reveal stunned green eyes as he sought out the mind of his bonded, enquiring after what all the excitement was about.

Kiba? What's going on?

His voice laced with a sense of panic and breathlessness.

Sool-Sso- Sooolstice. Babies

Came the dragons voice in his mind, filled with wonder and urgency. Kiba sent a series of images to Torasin's mind so the Doctor could find the place where she was giving birth. Body surged into action, darting around branches that threatened to behead him if he didn't give them more room, tail flicking from side to side as he ran. A colourful trill sounded above and soon the little brown was darting through the trees, twisting and flipping until he found himself gliding alongside his rushing bonded. Watching intently as the trees parted to a scene that the gentle Moon Doctor would remember for the rest of his days.

Puffing from the exhaustion was the motherly appearance of Solstice, whom Torasin immediately joined upon reaching the scene. Extending a muzzle to hers in a gentle affection as he looked upon his children for the first time, marvelling that he had been blessed with twins once again. The first was a stocky looking cremello patterned babe, her markings barely visible against her white coat but he noticed the heart shaped star on her forehead that was much like her mother's. However, the Doctors attention was more concerned with his other daughter, who was much smaller and looked weaker. Her eyes had the tell tale haze of one who could not see, a child born blind. Shock ran across his features before turning into heart breaking sympathy, she looked like Nym in her chestnut tobiano coat, a cute heart forming on her shoulder. Teeth clenched in bitter regret, the gift bestowed upon him by the moon could not stretch to this. The eyes could not be fixed in a series of medical procedures even when aided by magic. It would take a God's infinite power to fix the unfixable. "You bless us Solstice with such beautiful, strong children. What shall we name them?" He asked of her fondly, touching each of his daughters with the affectionate nudge of a father. Silently he felt for the mental link with his bonded.

Watch over her carefully Kiba, be her eyes and keep them both from trouble.

Kiba gave his dragon like salute and flew over to greet the children, bustling around them in excitement. Torasin then lifted his head and headed over to greet Mirage with a fond extending of his nose, happy she was here to calm his nerves and keep him on the right path. "Thank you ma'am! Though I worry over the little one's eyes." He nodded to the wobbly chestnut foal with concern laced into his features for his daughter.

The movement was sudden, and unexpected. The filly kicked and wiggled tired of the confines of her mother's womb. A fierce kick in her mother's belly seemed to start the reaction. It was indeed time for the twins to exit into the world her parents moved in. However the headstrong filly was not expecting however to be squeeezed even tighter as her mother brought her into the world. Time passed and soon the impatient child was pushed forward into the world. Her mother took a moment to clean her off some before returning to pushing.

Light green eyes look on as she struggles to bring her twin into the world. But it did not take long before the smaller chestnut frame of her twin sister was brought into the world as well. She looks around curiously as more arrive. The first is a ebon mare with a golden thing above her. She looks on curiously, and whinnies at what she would come to learn is the golden queen Akaith. The black mare speaks to her mother in words the cremello filly did not yet understand.

Another arrived, who looked much like her mother. It was a male however and he greeted her dam first. Could he be their father? With wobbly legs the filly began to stand... Or try to at least. With a snort front legs stretched out in front of her. She sat like that for a moment or to, feeling out these long unused limbs. Then with a great heave she forced her frame to rise. She squealed in happiness that was short lived. For as she tried to take a step closer to her parents her legs gave way and she hit the grassy ground below with a small thud. She whinnied in surprise and shock of hitting the ground. It was only then she could see the looks on the adults faces. Was something wrong with her sister? Light green eyes turn to the chestnut filly next to her to see what they were all concerned about.

"talking the talk"

And enter,Takara.


The foal entered another dark world,this one with new smells and new things to feel under her small body. Her painted body shift unknowingly on a dusty and dirty ground. Her small pinkish muzzle gingerly was lifted in the air,supported by a weak neck. One particular smell filtered though her nostrils and it was one she instantly recognized as her own mother. There was another one to that she recognized as someone close to her self and that was of Sakura,the older one of the twins.


Soon enough there was more scents and smells,and noises. Although she was still unsure of what the words that were spoken meant they were kind voices that made her small ears prick slightly,twisting from side to side as to where the voice's were coming from. Her chestnut neck bent round as far as it could go to try and see something different then the blackness she could see now,and the blackness that she had always seen. Hazy green orbs searched for something else but the problem was,she didn't know what she was searching for. She couldn't see the land around her,nor the faces of worry on the grown ups around her. She didn't know others could see at all.


She didn't know of her sisters attempts to stand,of course she had heard a thudding noise but she had no idea what it was. It worried her a bit (because she didn't know what they noise was) but she found herself feeling as if trying to stand was right. Unknowing of where she was,and unknowing of danger as to where a hoof may be wrongly placed,she stretched out wobbly front legs and held herself there for a seccond,working up energy to force herself to stand. With a push of her newly found back legs she stumbled to her feet but quickly fell back down with a thud of her own. Her small head shook it's self in shock as and she whinnied in annoyance at not being able to stand and she was quick to attempt again. Front legs out,push with your back legs and,stand! She was standing although it was on extremely wobbly legs. Now standing she didn't know what to do with her self,step maybe? Gingerly she lifted a hoof but her balance at the time was bad and she fell with another thud,this time stunned into silence and decided to take a break from standing.


Ears flickered forward and to the side as she sifted into a comfortable lying position. Her small weak body had been drained from her standing attempts. A slight coldness touched her as she unknowingly lay under the dark sky,with twinkling stars and a moon hung up,waiting for the sun to slowly bring the night to a close and the day to a beginning.



"talking the talk"