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Post by Judgment on Jun 25, 2007 12:41:22 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |: Hanoverian mare walked slowly into the Velia Sigurn grounds. She was heavily pregnant, and was expected to have her foal and moment now. She had entered the lands of the neutrals, for that was her alliance, and figured her foal would follow in her hoof prints, and become a neutral as well. She had been looking for a nice spot where no other mare had been, and it seemed that she was the first mare ever to enter into these grounds, because there were no tracks of others, nor scents. That was fine with her though, because then she knew that she would be alone, and would be able to have her child in peace. She walked near the river that divided the lands up, and laid down under a tree that was near the river. The river's water rushed by calming her in a way. She breathed heavily, and could feel the contractions starting up in her stomach. The pain was great, but she held herself. She started pushing for she knew the foal was ready to be born into this world. She continued to breath, while giving good pushes every so often. |: Silver Bullet |:[/right][/size]
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 25, 2007 12:52:10 GMT -5
I am the first to be born here The world was warm and cozy, its wall mushy and close together. The foal's eyes were closed, body curled up in a fetal position. It had no idea where it was, nor did it care. Everything was safe and secure, its body and mind still in the developing process. It had no recollection of time or space, only feeling that everything was alright. Everything was as it should be...
But that was yesterday. Today, or was it night? There was something different. Different was exciting. The walls around the foal seemed to move, contracting then pushing against its body. Being so young, the foal could not think as adults do. Fleeting bits of words, unintelligible to any older equines, passed through its mind. If you could have translated it, it would have been something of confusion, excitement and adrenaline. Suddenly the world was cold, very cold. Although the night around the newborn was warm with moonlight, the air was frigid against its pelt. A rough surface came into contact with its head, then shoulder, then the rest of its body. It had no idea that said surface was called the ground.
Foal struggled for breath, but something was covering its mouth and nose. Here it began to panic, stretching its awkward legs outward in a desperate attempt to remove the thing that prohibited its breath. [/color] In this land so dubbed Outlawed Freedom
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Post by Judgment on Jun 25, 2007 13:05:22 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:
The mare felt relief when the foal slid out of her. At least it was done and over with. Her new breed of foal, was finally here. Silver Bullet gently pushed it over onto it's side wondering what the gender was. She smiled when she saw it was a filly. The mare gently began to clean her off, starting at the nose first so her new creation would be able to take it's first breath. She slowly began working over her filly's body clearing the sac that bound her together. Bullet might have been a first time mother, but her strong instints told her, and guided her telling her what to do. It was a great site to behold. Her bodic was truely amazing and different. She would never be like any other foal, which are usually purebred with their dam and sires, but she was special. She had six different purebred stallion bloodlines running through her veins, and that was what made her filly special.
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 25, 2007 13:15:22 GMT -5
But being the first one born here Suddenly something rough was licking at the foals's mouth, removing whatever it was that had covered it. The tongue was warm and felt good as it licked at the filly's body. Now able to breathe properly the foal relaxed for a moment, just enjoying the massage it was getting. She lay there on her side, saving strength for when she would attempt a first stand. But that was to be a while away. She was still very weak, as her muscles were unaccustomed to the harsh gravity of the earth.
Blinking, the filly cleared her vision from the fog of birth sop. Attempting to lift her skull, the muscles in her neck stood out slightly on her drenched pelt as they struggled to support the weight. A large figure came into view, sillhoutted against the bright moon. A sense of safety and security washed over the filly, and she let her crown lay back along the earth. Whoever, or whatever, the figure was, it meant no harm. It obviously was the thing that possessed the warm and strengthening tongue that washed over the foal's body. Which, by itself, would have been enough to convince the foal it was good. Isn't what makes me so special
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Post by Judgment on Jun 25, 2007 13:28:28 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:Silver Bullet smiled at her young one as she brought her neck up. Bullet knew that it would be a little bit before she started standing up, and walking around, but would be happy when the young one did. She continued to lick the filly, and was glad when the sac was all the way off, and she could just lick her fillies skin gently. She stood up, and shook her coat. It felt so weird when she stood up, and Bullet didn't have all of the extra weight on her. She felt like she had just lost 80 pounds. She shook her coat out, and walked behind the filly. She gave her a push to try and sit up, Bullet couldn't wait to see her stand. She wanted her to try as soon as possible, and she might as well to try and sit up, at least it was a start at strengthening her mussels up. |: Silver Bullet |:
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 25, 2007 13:50:07 GMT -5
The thing that makes me so special A bump to rear alerted the filly, and her floppy wet harks pricked up. Optics opened again, flashing their stunningly blue color against the moonlight. The figure wanted her to do something. But still being so young, it took her a few moments to piece it all together. When she finally understood, a slight nod came from her delicate crown.
Ears went limp, so as to allow maximum strength to legs and other muscles needed to sit up. Struggling slightly, the foal rolled over to lay with her legs folded neatly beneath her. Most other newborns would have stopped here, as their will to move would give way to their will to sleep. But she wasn't any other foal. She was first of a new breed of super horse, bred for all the best traits to survive, nay, to excel at life.
In a single movement, the filly threw her chest up into the air, her front legs springing from beneath her to support the weight. Then she lifted her rear and placed her hind legs beneath her, again in a single movement. And suddenly she was standing, her weak-looking legs, which housed extremely strong muscles, holding her up without so much as a single shiver. It looked as if she had already mastered the skill of balance. Throwing her skull up, she gazed at the figure beside her. Already the Outlawed Freedom Equus breed had proven it had extraordinary skills. But what else did it have it store? Is that I am the beginning of a new super-breed
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Post by Judgment on Jun 25, 2007 13:58:29 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:A smile soon came across the mares' face. She had chosen specific breeds for her filly, and they seemed to be paying off very well. She knew that most other foals would just stay down, until the sun rose to take their first step, or stand, but she had already mastered her first task in life. Good Child she said softly to her. Her silver / grey coat gleamed in the moonlight as it shone bright over the Veila Sigurn. She was glad to see that what she had done, what she had created was actually worth it, and the filly would pay off, and not be some weak and not be come weak and pathetic horse. She knew that the stallions that she had bred with were strong, and well made out, and would make good foals, and that was why Bullet had chosen them. And here was her creation, already proving herself to be a worthy foal. |: Silver Bullet |:
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 25, 2007 14:17:31 GMT -5
I am the first of the breed named by the land At the words of praise the foal lifted her harks and pressed them forward, gazing intently at the figure before her. She didn't know what it was, but somehow felt that it was important to stay near it. The words with which it spoke were utterly alien to the foal. But this was normal. All newborns took a few days before they learned how to talk like their parents.
Skull tilted to the side, giving the filly the look of a curious puppy. It was clear that she was trying to figure out who the creature was. The more she looked at it, the more she realized that it must have been of the same species, as it stood like she did. But as her brain and muscles swiftly developed, she came to a conclusion. This creature must have been the one who had given birth to her. A baby smile spread across her tiny maw as she gazed at her newfound mother. I am the first of the Outlawed Freedom Equus
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Post by Judgment on Jun 25, 2007 14:48:27 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:Vixen continued to smile. It seemed as though the filly was confused, which was completely understandable. After all, she was just thrown into this world, a world which she had never heard of, or seen before. So, Silver Bullet could understand. She moved closer to her. This was her next task. Eating. Bullet gave her a slight nudge closer to her, wondering if she would understand. Bullet didn't stand too close to her though, for she wanted her to take a step to her, before she fed. One, it would allow her filly to recognize her smell, two she needed to know if the filly trusted her yet. She wanted to create an unbreakable bond with her filly, so later on in the years, her filly would have someone to always come to if times were bad, and she would always have someone to count on, and to look up to. That was her goal at least, and she wanted to achieve it. She waited and watched to see what the filly would do. |: Silver Bullet |:
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 25, 2007 20:00:19 GMT -5
And though I may seem fragile The filly gazed trustingly at the mare as she nudged her and came to stand nearer her. But she kept a slight distance, showing respect. The filly admired her for this, and gladly trotted over to her side. Already knowing where to be, and already knowing what to expect. Nuzzling under the mare's stomach she found her teats rather quickly, and began to suckle hungrily. She didn't bite hard, giving the same respect her mother had shown her.
Once finished feeding, she pranced out from under her mother. Looking around the land she suddenly felt compelled to explore. Without waiting for permission, she broke into a canter towards the horizon. She wouldn't go too far, as the further she got from her mother, the less safe she felt. But still, her curiousity prodded her onward. I will grow up to be the strongest, fastest, smartest horse ever[/b]
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Post by Judgment on Jun 26, 2007 13:33:55 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:The mare was happy to see that her fillies instincts were strong, that was good. She watched as she finished feeding, and took off to explore the world. Bullet didn't really worry because no stags were allowed to come here, and there was no other horse here, so she had nothing to worry about, so she let her roam as she pleased. Bullet stayed where she was, and watched her from the distance. Although she knew she had nothing to worry about, she still stayed alert, in case something decided to sneak up on them. It was better safe than sorry. She watched as her powerful legs beat the ground, her strong neck poised in position of the canter, her frame was magnificent, she really was a beauty. She waited to see what she would do first, explore the river, the trees, grass, sky, so many opinions, she just hoped she wouldn't be dumb, and fall in the river.|: Silver Bullet |:
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 26, 2007 15:33:13 GMT -5
Curiousity may have killed the cat The filly bounded happily across the field, kicking her heels into the air. She was testing her new legs, trying to determine the limit of their abilities. Suddenly coming to a stop amid the tall grass, she looked down. There was a small baby crow, lying in the plants near her hooves. Its little yellow eyes looked up at her, and it squeaked in fear. Immediately the foal felt sympathy for the young one. To be fresh to the world, and without a one named mother. Lowering her skull the foal licked its tiny head softly. The bird squeaked again, starting to shake in terror.
The filly smiled warmly, an idea popping into her mind. Gently, so as to not hurt the baby bird, she picked it up with her labrums. Curving her boa, she set the small avian on her already broad back. As if feeling the good intentions of the equine, the bird calmed, and lay there on her dorsal stripe quite comfortably. Licking it's head softly again, the foal turned to walk carefully back towards her mother. She knew that if she went to fast, her gait would be too uneven and the bird wouldn't be able to cling to her anymore. So she decided that a slow walk was plenty, as it also gave her time to admire the black and yellow butterflies that, oddly enough, fluttered by.
After a good thirty minutes, she had retraced her steps and now stood beside her mother. Looking up into Silver Bullet's face, she grinned happily. Her bright aqua eyes, gleaming in the moonlight, seemed to encompass all the kindness in the world, the edges brimming with respect and adoration. Her gaze passed to the bird on her spine, then back to her dam, as if asking if she could keep it. And to top it all off, she gave the big puppy dog eyes. But satisfaction brought it back again
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Post by Judgment on Jun 26, 2007 20:36:02 GMT -5
|: Silver Bullet |:She watched her filly carefully, and was glad when she finally started coming back. She was wondering why she was only walking, back but figured that she was only tired. When she finally came into view, she looked her over, and saw a crow sitting, and clinging onto her back. She had a questioned look expression as too why the bird was sitting on her back, but when her filly looked at the bird, and then back to her, she already knew what she wanted. She wanted to keep this little crow that appeared most likely out of no where. She wondered how it would survive without any source of food, but Bullet sighed and nodded. Her maw opened and spoke gently, and softly, saying: You may keep it, but what will it eat child? She talked slow so that maybe her filly would understand her. She smiled to her, and waited to see what she would do, or maybe even speak. |: Silver Bullet |:
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Post by .x.Leader of Lost Souls.x. on Jun 27, 2007 5:54:23 GMT -5
So now we have an undead cat The foal looked at her mother, seeming to not understand. Her mind whirled and wizzed, putting things together and creating thoughts. After only a short moment, the filly raised her head to give her reply. Her little maw unmoving, she spoke her first words.
It will eat the bugs that try to land on me. And I can dig up worms for it.
Stunningly, her answer was in perfect english. It had a tinge of a baby accent, as she was indeed, a baby. But still. A couple hours old foal speaking perfect english? The Outlawed Freedom Equus truly has special skills! To mark it up on a tally, its has extraordinary strength, and now it shows that it also has a swift mind that adapts and learns faster than the normal equines. Such things could be great, yet they could also be terrible, should the alliance of the foal go darker. And no curiousity to drive us onward [/b][/left]
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Post by Judgment on Jun 27, 2007 22:42:34 GMT -5
Silver Bullet
Silver Bullet smiled to hear her daughter speak for the first time. She really was already special, because most foals wouldn't talk, or begin to walk a few minutes after their birth. Usually they would wait at least an hour or so, but not her. No, she could do everything twice as fast, or so it seemed. She smiled to her daughed and spoke: My Daughter, If That Is What You Wish, You May Keep It. She grinned and nuzzled her cheek gently.
Silver Bullet
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