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Post by nvmustang on Sept 30, 2012 22:59:56 GMT -5
Minutes later Aubrey, walk up to Stark, lowering his head to the frighten filly. "Stark my son she differently need of food, or she'll die, I see it before. Perhaps there a mare in our group, that will take care of this little one. Saying to the filly, we will help you small one don't be frightened.. Aubrey let out a whinny to Twilight to come over..."
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Post by phantomfilly on Sept 30, 2012 23:07:03 GMT -5
Her ears pricked and her large brown, almond shaped eyes opened wide. But she lay still, knowing that these horses meant her no harm. However she wondered what they would do with her, and what happened to her mother. The large stallion looked similar to the one who had forst so kindly come to greet her, this she guessed was his father and the leader of this heard. She looked him over inquisitively, he was large and masculine, the lines on his face and his smell told her he was worried about something, but what she wondered. Then she heard the sound of hoofbeats as yet another horse, he asumed this was the /twilight/ he had called to.
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Post by hate2bumun on Sept 30, 2012 23:13:43 GMT -5
Stark nodded in agreement with his sire. He did not wish for this filly to die.
Twilight heard her sire's call and slowly loped over to him.
"Yes, dad?" She said as she approached, then she saw the filly. A small gasp escaped her as she saw her condition.
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Post by nvmustang on Sept 30, 2012 23:30:46 GMT -5
Aubrey nuzzle his daughter muzzle. Twilight, Aubrey said softly, as you cans see, this daring little precious here, is needs of a mother. Do you know if there a nursing mare in our group, ready to adopt her, until we find her mother..."
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Post by hate2bumun on Oct 1, 2012 22:05:44 GMT -5
Twilight paused for a moment to think. "Hmm....Well besides me...there is one mare whose foal was killed in the storm. Maybe she still has milk?" she said.
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Post by nvmustang on Oct 1, 2012 23:53:51 GMT -5
Aubrey paused, then ask, what is her name Twilight, I know all the mares in our herd. "If it is who I think it is, the sweet little mare Mariah. She just foaled before the storm..." Aubrey heart snaked, hearing the foals death.
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Post by phantomfilly on Oct 2, 2012 13:37:04 GMT -5
The tiny filly glanced from horse to horse, her almond eyes wide, but not afraid, no they held more of a curiosity in them now. Watching the large lead stallion Aubrey, she noticed his emotion dive for a moment. Slowly, she extended her neck out to him and rubbed her soft muzzle on his leg trying to comfort him the best she could, they had been kind to her and she was attempting to show it back even if it didnt mean much coming from her.
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Post by nvmustang on Oct 3, 2012 19:50:18 GMT -5
Aubrey felt great comfort as the small filly nuzzled his leg. Bending down his neck, he embrace her. The last time a small one like you, that nuzzled me, was my little Kimora. "Do... do...you have a name, small one..."
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Post by phantomfilly on Oct 3, 2012 20:08:17 GMT -5
She squeled with delite as the large stallion returned the gesture. Blinking her large purple tinted eyes at him, she knew few words as she was so young but luckily her name was one of them. The words fumbled out of her mouth as she sounded out her name for him. "b-br-broo-brook..." She whinied and smiled rather triumphantly as she was proud of herself for being able to tell him her name. As flies buzzed around her ears, she shooke her tiny head to rid herself of their annoyance and then looked up, big eyes wide almost smiling at the three.
(( He wasnt mine, but i would like to say, Rest In Peace Shorty, you will be missed greatly, although you were young and your first few years were hard i hoped the time you spent at Post and Rail was good for you, and i know that your owner will forever hold you in her heart. RIP little buddy.))
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Post by nvmustang on Oct 4, 2012 2:08:37 GMT -5
Aubrey grinned, as he look at those big browns. Such a lovely name,"Brook.." Aubrey paused as he look at his daughter Twilight, then at Stark and Ban. Aubrey nuzzle her tiny muzzle, "said" Brook, I want to be your sire, until we find your family. You are safe now..."
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Post by phantomfilly on Oct 4, 2012 13:43:38 GMT -5
Brook once again let out a squeel and beamed at the horses. Caught up in her excitement she attemped to get to her feet, but she went into a coughing fit and her knees buckled, sending her to the ground still coughing. When she finnally stopped she looked up at them, with a look that said -im fine- even though it was very clear that she was far from fine.
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Post by hate2bumun on Oct 7, 2012 13:14:55 GMT -5
(( Sorry for the absence guys. My mom is in the hospital currently. I will reply when I can. ))
Twilight steadied the foal, then raised her head and nickered for Mariah.
Mariah, a young bay mare with two white stockings on her back legs, and a wide Blaze down her face, slowly walked up to everyone else. Her udders hurt terribly after the loss of her foal. "Yes..?" she said quietly, and then saw the weak foal on the ground.
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Post by nvmustang on Oct 7, 2012 20:45:28 GMT -5
Aubrey nickered in delight seeing Mariah. After giving her a warm nuzzle on her cheek, he ask her, "oh, Mariah, I need to know, what happen to my Kira and Kamora, you were the last one seeing them, before the storm. I don't know where to go, in finding them. Twilght told me your lost your foal, during the storm, my heart goes out to you. Now this little filly here has lost her mother, and you see here needs of milk. I am acting sire for her, till we find her parents.
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Post by hate2bumun on Oct 8, 2012 0:09:53 GMT -5
Mariah's brown eyes brightened. A second chance to be a mom? Oh how her heart lept at it. She bowed her head deeply to Aubrey. "Thank you, sir." she said gratefully, and then immediately went to cleaning the foal, hoping it would give her enough energy to stand.
"Maybe Brooke and my foal could be friends." twilight said with a smile.
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Post by nvmustang on Oct 8, 2012 1:45:34 GMT -5
Mariah, ah, the filly name is Brook, Why don't we both take care of her.
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