 
do de do, dee dee dee
chestnut rouge grazed apon the lushious graze that rolled slightly in the wind over his tremendous harem...though it looked barren. windows search, but only a few stallion could be found and some of the lucky mares that weren't breed to. inhalers expand catching drift of something...four scents he seperated, two of which he knew of. Triss & Shadow Dancer had returned! he didn't want to investigate the two others smells, but wanted to know what became of them after a couple of days ago. Windows glance around, soon to find triss & shadow dancer...but not alone...
my my my, what do we have here???
two little beings were seen hobbeling behind both triss and shadow, perhaps those are the two other scents he had smelt. he approached them, soon to see the two little ones clearly. stalked stood tall and prou as he inspected the two little beings.
shadow dancer...my beautiful.
first he approached shadow dancer, alittle mini one next to her. apon close inspection the foal was a flicka, a fine one at that, though no characteristics of the father shown, only the beauty of her mother, with a added star on her crown.
Triss...my queen.
Unwanted had given up her position to triss and so he approached his knew queen, hoping to find a pleasing foal. he smiled at the little...colt!! HA HA! seemed his queen had given him a promising young one. the little colt seemed to be a mear image of his father, with some added touches. he was very pleased with both foals.
Aftermath.
he glanced about, dolly & white fyre had returned with a foal each, but since they were not his own, he didn't need to inspect them. he premitted a soft nuzzle to shadow dancer and a another nuzzle to triss, something he didn't do often, mostly he would tug on a main or nip a hide. but this was a special occasion. he looked down at the two little ones and smiled for a second.
the shadows whisper +stalked+
the've been haunting me +6 years+
they say i am have +nooitgedacht+ blood
they have spoiled my +masculine mind+
they had lead me to be +irritable, and loss concentration easily+
though other than that i am +normal+
the inscribe +chestnut+ in my dreams
the only one i trust is my creator +ghostie+
ghostie also pulls the strings to +Kitty+
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