Post by Proclaim on Jan 19, 2012 18:35:49 GMT -5
Celeste
With the pains of pregnancy shooting through her sides, the dappled mare made her way into the birthing territory. She had never been here before, but considering that all the other fat whores came here, Celeste figured this was a place to do it. Dawn was vast approaching, as the sky turned from a black to a dark purple. Celeste, already frustrated and wanting the it out of her, began pushing, not bothering to lay down. She didn't want to lay down! She just wanted it out.
Soon enough, a foal slid cleanly out, landing on the ground with a little thud. With a shake of her silver mane, Celeste glanced down at it, smirking at the fact that the little.. guy? was going to have to rely on a surrogate mother. Heck, she wasn't going to take care of it. Surely it could fend on its own. The four year old lowered her head down, figuring she might as well clean it off before leaving it...
She licked him and licked him, getting him nearly dry, before she stood back, her mind shouting at her to leave and go do what she does best, yet there the mare stood, ears perked forward as she watched her son get his hooves beneath him and try to stand. It took him a couple tries, but soon the bay was standing on long, lanky legs. A tall fellow he was going to be and by the looks of it, bay.
Celeste shook her head, in an attempt to harden her emotions toward the little fellow, but... There was something within her, something keeping her there by her son's side. She couldn't leave this colt. She had to raise it... She had to. The rounded belle stood there for a moment, wondering what to call her son... "Arsun sound good to you, kid?" The bay shifted his light brown eyes to her, a new rising sun glimmering and highlighting that near-honey color before he toddled over to her side to nurse. Yep, Arsun.
[ooc;; Crap, but needed to get it done.</3]
