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Post by amria on Jul 21, 2013 22:14:03 GMT -5
The grayed mare was beginning to show the signs that she was indeed in foal, her barrel was being to swag and fill out but she kept her crown high and proud and tried not to let it hinder or bother her too much. She snorted and casted a glance over her shoulder and sighed, she had run off from him it seemed so long ago that she had done such a thing. He had snapped and he had changed and becoming fearful she had decided to run away from him and never look back. She had been keeping low and hiding among what she could, covering her scent just to fool him but she just physically couldn’t keep it up any more and she had slipped on this fine dusk night as she tore into the emeralds and glancing about every so often making sure her and her unborn foal were safe from harm. She found her hooves beginning to tire and so turned to the trees that hung the lowest, she had made herself a bed of moss under the low branches, sleeping there every night and even some nights hearing and seeing him moving about but he never caught on to her spot. Emer pushed her into her bed and lowered her frame moving the branches just so, so that she would be protected from harm. She lowered her crown to the ground with a quiet snort and closed her orbs beginning to doze off.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 21, 2013 22:24:01 GMT -5
Bucephalus walked into the land that he had yet walked upon. His orbs looking around as he ran through the forest. His thoughts running a hundred miles per hour as he thought of just what happened not to long ago. The thought of him snapping on someone and now his love had ran from him. The one equine that he never wanted to harm had fled from his figure. Daggers moving him as fast as he could go as he knew that she would give birth shortly and he did not want Emer to be all alone. Yet, Buc could not find her at all. She was just so good at covering her scent. Oh how Bucephalus could take back everything that had happened. He did not want to scare her at all and yet he had.
His figure running so fast that he did not realize where his daggers were falling. And within just a quick flash of his memory. His dagger had gone and hit a root just right that his figure went flying forwards. His face falling into the ground and his body flipping over. Orbs closing as he laid there in pain. Letting his figure come up slowly as he laid there and looked around. His mind so tired that he just fell back to his side. Feeling ever bit of pain run through his body.
Sitting up as he shook his head and got back up to his feet. Gazing around for a moment before his daggers buckled and he fell back down to the ground. Laying here as he closed his eyes and tucked his head slightly. "Emer.....I'm......sorry." He said softly as he could feel a tear coming up into his eyes. Wanting to give up, but he wanted Emer back. He wanted to show her his good side and get back to where they were before. Running around like youngsters again and yet he couldn't. His love disappeared and he laid in the dirt. Not knowing where to go next.
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Post by amria on Jul 23, 2013 16:06:04 GMT -5
Emers dreams were troubled and the foals was moving about tonight and that alone had caused her to wake. She was laying under her tree with her orbs shut listening to the sounds within the land, when she heard hoof falls and then a thud thump and then nothing, her harks danced about and pinned in that direction and then she heard his voice and she stood to her hooves as quick as her frame would allow her and pushed through the trees, trotting over to him and nudging him, rise my love I am sorry for running but you scared me half to death. She spoke softly turning to nip her barrel harshly, and that’s enough out of you youngins. She spoke quietly to her barrel, which seemed to settle the foals slightly. She snorted and raised her crown to scan the lands before looking back down at Buc, and you that’s quite enough mopping im here and just fine, minus my testyness and I am not in the mood for fun business, now up with you. She snorted again and waited for him to rise.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 23, 2013 18:51:44 GMT -5
[blockqoute] His head turned and looked over as he saw the sight of Emer's near him. Lifting his head up and looking away softly as he slowly picked his figure up off the ground. For his body hurt so much from falling practically on his face. Letting his head look over at her with a soft smile as he let his head fall slightly as he looked over towards her. "I'm sorry. I..." Pausing as he stood there with his head looking away from her for a moment before he turned and looked back over to her when he heard her talk to the side of her stomach. His ears perked high as he reached out. Wanting to touch, but he dared not to. His head retreated back. For he was unsure of how she was. He knew that mares were a bit grumpy when it came to having foals within themselves. So he took in a deep breath as he looked over at her. "I wish you didn't see that. I never wanted to show you that side of me and I am sorry." He said softly as he looked at her. Wandering just what she was going to say back to him as he looked up towards her. WIth his thorns perked and his mind ready to be fused at for his actions.
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Post by amria on Jul 24, 2013 20:58:07 GMT -5
Emer rolled her orbs and stomped a hoof in irritation, I never wanted to see it either but if you keep bringing it up im going to dwell on it and just get mad all over again, so quit apologizing already and get back to being the loving brute I know you are. She spoke kind of sharply, pinning her harks for added emphases and out of utter annoyance of the two foals moving around in her barrel. She picked up her hind hoof and slammed it into the ground and then turned to nip at her barrel again before facing him and moving to his rump, bumping it to get him to move to her shelter under the tree. Come on now lets go, you need to rest. She spoke sternly giving him no room to argue. She gave him one more bump before snorting and tossing her crown and prancing, well more waddling off and ducking back under the very large and roomy tree. She lowered her frame and waited for him to join her.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 25, 2013 8:11:01 GMT -5
He let off a small snort as he pushed himself forwards. Listening to her words as his thorns fell back as he looked at her. Sighing as he perked his hears out to the side and kept his eyes to the ground as he walked closer to her. Feeling her hip bump right upon his figure as he looked over towards her. Listening to her words as he gave hrer a nod. Motioning his figure forwards behind her. Gazing around as he watched her with a soft smile.
Yes, he was tired of being yelled at and what not, but that was only because he was in so much pain through his figure. Gazing over towards where they were going. Letting the thoughts fill his mind as he examined where they were going. Watching as Emer lowered her figure down towards the ground. Letting his figure shift around her to where he was at the back side of her. His front pillars beginning to fold as he slowly fell down to the ground. Letting his skull wrap around her chest. With his chin resting on her knee as he rested beside her.
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Post by amria on Jul 28, 2013 9:55:32 GMT -5
Emer snorted and looked back at him, now that’s more like it she spoke. Before lowering her crown and shutting her orbs, however the youngins had a different plan and began to move around again, she was getting quite sick of this. True her dream had been to have foals but not two at once, they were always fighting for space and just couldn’t ever seem to get comfortable and in return made their mother absolutely miserable. She raised her crown and snorted and nipped at her barrel again before standing and pacing. So uncomfortable, so miserable they just never stop. She spoke softly, lowering her crown to nibble her front pillar, relieving an itch. She raised her crown and looked at him, one foal would have been amazing two foals some say is a blessing but I say it’s a pain in my behind. She spoke waiting for a reply.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 29, 2013 16:17:02 GMT -5
Bucephalus I AM BUCK WILD
AND READY FOR AN ADVENTURE
SO JUST BRING IT ON Daggers shifted as he looked at her with a soft smile. Oh how he loved her to death and could not wait for these little brats to be born so that she could get back to the mare to be back to herself. He was starting to get a bit irriatated with her, but he did not care at this point. Love kind of blocked him for ever trying to run away from this mare that was before him. letting his head move as he felt her figure move from where she was. Listening to the words that she said. Shifting his eeys away from her as he knew that he should not have done the things that he had gone and done. For something told him that this was going to happen. That he was going to end up with some kind of hellion in his life that he was not going to have fun raising at all. Though something might change when that time came. Though for now he had to change up a couple things in his life to keep his happiness here.
Shifting his weight as he rose up and looked over towards her. Letting his figure move forwards as he came up to her. Letting his muzzle reach over and touch her side gently as he stood there. Taking in her beautiful figure as he listened to her words come into his thorns as he gazed over to her eyes. "Hopefully that will come true. Maybe they will have their mother's personality and their daddy's good looks." He said with a big smile upon his mug as he looked at her. Trying to lighten the mood before anything would happen with them. Loving this mare and just wishing that nothing would ever happen to her. That all of this would end quickly and happily for them both.
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MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Three Hundred and Eleven Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | She Ain't Right by Lee Brice
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Post by amria on Jul 29, 2013 16:34:29 GMT -5
She rolled her orbs, I think im just as good looking as you thank you very much. She spoke with a snort, turning her frame so she nibble along his nape, she tugged on his tresses playfully before releasing them and feeling a sudden and sharp pain hit her like a brick and want to bring her to her knees, she squealed and looked up at him before moving away from him, she wanted him to leave her so she could do this herself and feel secure knowing he was keeping an eye on things but how could he do that under this tree? She felt another sharp stab and lowered her frame, her breathing quickening and her frame becoming sweaty. After what seemed like eternity both foals were born, Emer raised her crown and cleaned each flattening her harks when Buc tried to help, she wanted to clean them and have that bounding all to herself, when she was satisfied she allowed him near the foals. They had a slight dish to their face but nowhere near their mothers extreme and dainty features, they looked more like their father and she was ok with that. Looking up and Buc she waited for his response.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 29, 2013 16:50:51 GMT -5
Bucephalus I AM BUCK WILD
AND READY FOR AN ADVENTURE
SO JUST BRING IT ON He sighed as he tried to make a joke but could tell that she was not in the mood to even joke just a little bit. With his head flinging up in thought as he watched as he figure fell to the ground as if it was in slow motion. HIs head chasing after her as she let out a loud squeal that she seemed to push herself away from him. So he turned and made his way out of where he was. Wandering around for a couple moments till he came out to a stop when eh was a good way from her, but coule keep a watch on the things that were around her and made sure that he was in a ears reach of her.
His nares taking in a deep breath as he heard the sound of silence. With that he turned slowly and made his way slowly into the place where she was resting at. Gazing down to see that their were two of them. Just like Emer thought there was going to be.
With his orbs gazing down at them as he did not know what to do. Just a couple minutes ago he was not a father and now he was one. And not of just one foal, but of two little monsters. His orbs looking over towards Emer with a soft smile upon his mug as he lowered his head and touched her cheek gently and then motioned his head slowly over towards the little ones as he stood there. "They are beautiful." He said with a soft smile as he moved his skull closer to her head again and nipped at her forelock lightly. "You can create some perdy babies." He said softly and with a soft smile upon his mug as he looked at her. Wandering if she was going to take his head off again or was he in the clearing now.
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MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Three Hundred and Twenty-One Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | She Ain't Right by Lee Brice
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Post by amria on Jul 30, 2013 11:23:27 GMT -5
Emer stood and bumped her children, it was time they learned their pillars and they needed to eat. She nudged Buc and nodded, yes they are love and I couldn’t have made them without you, you were just as important in making them so beautiful. She nudged him again, a filly and a colt both strong and healthy, what should we call them love? She spoke softly again, glancing over her shoulder to see they were both standing and wobbly making their way towards their mother, she felt bumping along both sides of her barrel and then a sharp tug from both sides which made her shift uncomfortably until she got use to their suckling. I think the filly shall be named Gypsy, she seems easy going and free spirited as for the colt that’s up to you love, hes rowdy and wild and we will have our hooves full. She nudged him and waited.
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Post by twiztid on Jul 30, 2013 18:50:12 GMT -5
Bucephalus I AM BUCK WILD
AND READY FOR AN ADVENTURE
SO JUST BRING IT ON Daggers shifted as he took a better look at the young ones. Watching as they got to their wobbling hooves and made their way over towards Emer and then their faces disappeared. Grinning as he looked over towards Emer as she spoke towards him. Giving her a nod as he agreed about the filly's name. "That is a very beautiful name." He said as he began to think of the colt's name. Walking his figure around to get a better look at him. Gazing about his small frame as he tried to come up with something good to name him that would go on with his crazy habits that he was already beginning to create. "He shall be Mud Grip." He said as he walked over to the young buck and nudged him. Grinning widely as he watched Mud Grip come quickly from under his mother and nip at his muzzle. Knowing that he did not have teeth fully developed yet. Bucephalus did not do anything crazy or even fuss at the youngster.
|| KEY ||
MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Three Hundred and Twenty-One Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | She Ain't Right by Lee Brice
MUD GRIP WE RIDE WITH MUD GRIPS ON EVERYTHING
CAMOFLAGE ON EVERYTHING
A LIL REDNECK ON EVERYTHING
YEAH. YEAH. YEAH. || KEY ||
MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | Mud Grips on Everything by Young Gunner ft. Jawga Boys
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Post by amria on Aug 2, 2013 9:19:38 GMT -5
Emer nickered sternly at Buc, let him eat love he needs to gain his strength there will be time later to play. She watched her son come back and start nursing. Gypsy being finished first because she wasn’t disturbed went to Buc to explore him, checking out his hooves, pillars, barrel and Emer moved away from Mud Grip, to move Gypsy away from the area she was heading to, oh no not there sweetie she spoke softly, looking to Buc before leaning against his shoulder and attempting to rest her crown upon his spine as she watched the foals, move about their little protected tree which was now crowded, Buc I think we are going to need to move somewhere bigger this tree just isn’t going to work anymore, not with all of us needing to be under her for sleeping and getting out of storms and such. She spoke nibbling along his nape gently and waiting for him to agree or disagree and she hopped he would agree because right now she didn’t see them getting any sleep if they had to sleep under here tonight.
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Post by twiztid on Aug 2, 2013 10:43:02 GMT -5
Dagger toubled under him as he motioned himself forwards over the land. Flickering his thorns around on his head as he let his thoughts of the world start to move inside his skull. His till tail flicking back and forth. Shifting his weight into each dagger as he backed away from his mother and looked up to his father. Prancing around him for a moment before he came up to his mom when he heard her words of her speaking about moving to some where else. His head tiltied slightly sideways as he looked up towards them. "Whewe we goin'z?" He asked as he looked up to them with his head tilted. Tired of waiting for their words. So he turned and changed forwards towards his sister. Coming up to her and grabbing her mane and pulling it before he let go and ran off away from her. Grinning from ear to ear after the action that he did.
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MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | Mud Grips on Everything by Young Gunner ft. Jawga Boys
 Bucephalus looked up over towards Emer as her figure seemed to come over towards him. Giving them a soft smile as he watched his children carefully. Smiling as he enjoyed having them around where they were. Shifting his weight as he gazed down towards Mud Grip, who had made his way over towards them to see just where they were going to move to. An before Bucephalus could speak of what was going on. Mud had ran off to pick on his sister. With that his thorns pinned on his head after he felt Emer nipple on his nape. ”Boy, don’t you dare do that again.” He snapped as he looked at him. He was not going to have his mess right now. Letting his thorns perk as he looked over towards Emer. ”Let us go and find some where that can fit the four of us.” He said as he took a couple steps forwards. Watching as Mud had quickly made his way over to his side in the matter of seconds when Bucephalus gave him a certain look.
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MOVING | SPEAKING | THINKING
SPEAKING TOWARDS | Amira and Emer
WORDS GIVEN | Three Hundred and Twenty-One Words
LYRICS LISTENED TO | She Ain't Right by Lee Brice
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Post by amria on Aug 6, 2013 10:26:15 GMT -5
Emer flattened her harks at her sons actions but Buc was on it even before something could leave her maw. She nodded and took a couple steps forward falling beside Buc, but love where will we go? I don’t know of any places around her that a protected enough for our young family. She pushed her way out of the tree, her daughter prancing alongside her with her crown high in the air and her orbs wide and trying to take in everything they passed. Emer smiled at her daughter and nudged Buc, before picking up a trot, stretching out her limbs and tossing her crown.
Gypsy was minding her own business looking at everything in their little tree home when her brother came up to her and yanked her mane, she squealed and shook her crown, shaking the pain out she glared at her brother. You big fat meany! She called after her him as her father took it into his own hooves and her mother didn’t seem to thrilled either. The next thing she knew they were moving and she was oh so very excited to see everything this world had to offer!
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