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Date Posted: 19:48:59 04/27/03 Sun
Author: Rapture
Subject: Stolen lives, stolen hearts
The rustling of bushes just on the Isle is heard, but just barely. The almost inaudible rustling stops after a few seconds. Almost magically, a mare half walks half drags herself out of the bushes, emerging somewhat torn. She had finally arrived. A great wave of relief washed over her as she slid to the ground, gasping in pain. One slender foreleg rakes the ground in front of her, a final attempt to get up. Her sides cease movement for a few seconds, it's obvious she's having contractions. Confused and scared, she looks for the healer rumored to be here. A strangled cry erupts from her lips.
"Help!"
Her chestnut coat, unmarred by any white markings, is darkened with sweat. Relenting to this process which she was previously unaware of, she sighs a small groan and stretches out on the soft grass. It is only small consolation as another contraction grips her small body and seems to yank the foal straight out from within her. The foal slumps in a small, motionless heap as its mother takes in great gasping breath and struggles to stand.
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Rapture's stats -- Rapture, 19:52:23 04/27/03 Sun [1]
Dubbed Rapture...
At the innocent youthful age of seven...
Coat is chestnut, unmarred by any white markings or scars...
She stands tall at fifteen hands...
And her personality is unknown as of yet.
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Up! -- Rapture, 19:01:26 04/28/03 Mon [1]
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*wince* Sorry! DOL's the healer, but she's captive at Devil's Mountain right now. -- Ashley, 21:29:28 04/28/03 Mon [1]
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Dagnabbit. :) -- Rapture, 13:14:34 04/29/03 Tue [1]
Fear raced through her heart as she could not find the strength to stand, she felt something had gone terribly wrong. She strained to lift her head once more, the foal was already standing. Her heart was a faint flutter in her chest, and she could barely keep her eyes open.
"Just a little... a little nap..."
She thought to herself, though as she finally let her eyes slide closed, she knew she had entered the eternal rest. A final phrase was whispered, to her daughter.
"Light's Final Honor."
The filly rose shakily from where she lay, and stumbled slightly over to her mother's motionless form. Tiny mug is moved across the barrel of the chestnut mare, feeling neither warmth nore movement. Her bay hide twitches anxiously, something wasn't right. Her oversized ears moved around, intercepting noises that were unfamilar to her. Feeling frighteningly alone, she curls up next to the motionless body.
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*The almost mare walks over and nuzzles the foal.* -- Basandara, 20:05:10 04/29/03 Tue [1]
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Wide eyed. -- Light's Final Honor, 12:52:33 04/30/03 Wed [1]
The bay youth raises her head, giving a feeble whinney. She tucked her legs tight under her tiny body, and her stomach grumbled loudly. Without furver encouragement, her long spindly legs pry her still damp form from the lush green grass.
"Bwa."
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*~Stars in the Night~* -- Starlight, 15:04:41 05/01/03 Thu [1]
Golden hued mare obviously pregnant awaiting Friday approached the young foal. Dark ooids were cast towards Basandara and dial dropped slightly. She had the power to heal but the mare was dead. Pillars stirred bringing her to the side of the mare. Can I do anything to help she asked softly.
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[Question...] -- Light's Final Honor, 13:03:35 05/02/03 Fri [1]
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[Question...] -- Light's Final Honor, 13:07:20 05/02/03 Fri [1]
[Where'd you get the power to heal? Only DOL, Cassiopeia and Apathan have that power...]
Bright mocha eyes look at the mare. She smiles, being only a filly and not knowing the predicament she was in. The mare's belly looked swollen, no doubt. With a valiant attempt, she takes a shakey step towards the mare. Eyes peering about the territory, she teeters forward another step. The horses were all eating this green stuff on the ground. Looking at it curiously, she spreads her forelegs far apart so that her head may reach the ground.
Her gums unsuccessfully try to pull some grass to eat, but she only gets a few blades. She chomps happily, until she discovers she doesn't have an affinity for the tangy taste of grass, at least not yet. She swallows anyway, then whinnies again proudly. See! See! Look what I can do! She seemed to chirp, shaking her head around.
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*Older filly chuckles(I'm only three).* -- Basandara, 17:50:11 05/02/03 Fri [1]
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*~Star in the Sky~* -- Starlight, 16:15:47 05/03/03 Sat [1]
((Have had the power to heal since I since I started her eight months ago.))
Dark ooids danced as she watched the little filly. Small steps were made towards the little one. Hello little one she voices her own soft and comforting. Muzzle is pressed gently agaisnt the younger filly's shoulder lightly as she laughs. Orbs are turned toward Basandara and then the dead mare finally into the distance. Oh dear.. she mutters she couldn't did not reside in this territory another would have to adopt the filly.
((She lives in Hopeful Valley but is in the process of sneaking DOL back and so is hanging out here.))
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(Yea but, who gave it to you...? Not being a pest, just checkin') -- Light's Final Honor, 18:43:59 05/03/03 Sat [1]
Slightly glazed eyes of innocent youth slide shut as her gangly legs are folded haphazardly beneath her. Tiny crania is lowered to the ground, the traipsing around had exausted her.
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I joined from another game with them.. long story.. -- Starlight, 21:27:36 05/04/03 Sun [1]
((She is a unicorn not fully her grandfather whom I played in another game had a daughter(Clouds) with a mare. Then Clouds mated with a stallion(Thundering something) and they had a daughter but the game shut down so I joined the daughter here.))
She glanced about with worry unsure what to do. Fire Cry would kill me if I brought another foal home. She muttered to herself shifting slightly.
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(ah, but you can't have healing unless you get special permission from the owner (namely, moi right now)) -- Light's Final Honor, 12:58:49 05/05/03 Mon [1]
(You could just escort her to another tt)
The filly opens her eyes again after a short nap and starts to wander towards the outskirts of the territory.
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((Baw! When I joined you were not owner.)) -- Starlight/Riley, 19:02:44 05/05/03 Mon [1]
((Ah. I do see the point you are making but I do have one of my own. When I joined you were not the owner of Cascade Mountains. I am quite sure that DOL at least was aware that my character had this power. Any further characters I assure you will not have any powers. Will you allow me to continue with her as she is or must I quit her. Having her 'power' is a big part in her life and I would sorely be offended to have to cast my dear star away.))
Sun-kissed mare follow the young filly dark ooids made with final solution. My dear would you like to come home with me. To Hopeful Valley? Deep pools are cast over filly's frame in worry of her condition. She watches her carefully unsure if she is clear on her request.
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[It's fine actually] -- Megan/Lights Final Honor, 13:04:44 05/06/03 Tue [1]
[Sure you can keep her around, with DOL gone, the Lights have no healer...]
She turns around and nods vigorously, nearly falling over. Prancing to her side, she paws at the ground and looks expectantly at the kind mare. [I'll just go there next post.]
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