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Quand on n'a que l'amour - Byrne, any [birthing] - Amorette - 03-20-2018 Though it is her first time experiencing, she know it are contractions by instinct. The first couple had taken her by surprise, waking her up from her sleep. She’d been alone, which perhaps was a good thing, with nobody to witness the expression upon her features. Easy to say it had not been one of Amorette’s most charming expressions ever. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. @[J'adore] Figured that I could write something quickly! <3 RE: Quand on n'a que l'amour - Byrne, any [birthing] - Levi - 03-20-2018 He had watched her - his one-time lover, the mother of his child. Or what he suspects is his child, he couldn't know for sure because he hadn't asked her. She spent so much time at the base of the volcano, he knew where he could find her and it was hard for him not to make an excuse to pass by every few days to catch a glimpse of her, fascinated by the way her girth grew rounder every day. He had meant to stop, to approach her and ask the questions which the sight of her ignited. But something had stopped him. He was afraid to know the answer. Spring is ripe in the air today, he knows because he has just returned from the common lands - Tephra rarely showed the signs of the season. As he crosses into Tephra he seeks her out immediately and finds her easily. She stands alone, panting and obviously in pain, but he keeps his distance. He is content to remain her unseen guardian until time proves weather this is his child or not. But then she falls, and his legs move on their own. He is beside her then, touching her damp forehead with his muzzle, and as another contraction grips her it brings him to his knees. He lays with her, offering her soft words of encouragement, and whatever comfort she will accept from him. His child or not- he couldn't watch her do this alone. She stands and he does the same. Amore begins to clean their child and his eyes are bright as a small, frail sabino is reviled. "Amore," he breathes as he is drawn to the colt. He lips the tiny hooves and cleans the dampness from the colts springy mane. "He's perfect," he finally says when he can pull his eyes away. "What will you call him?" Levi so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache. RE: Quand on n'a que l'amour - Byrne, any [birthing] - Byrne - 03-29-2018 Byrne What exhausting business, being born. It was such a tight squeeze and then a big fall, followed by the greatest expanse one could possibly imagine. There were no limits to this new environment. Well perhaps the ground (that he lay in a heap on), but even that seemed to go on forever in all directions. Such vibrant colors - the light overwhelming. Smells and sounds and the gentle touch of his mother's tongue on his skin. His dark eyes blink up at her, bewildered, as she goes about cleaning him. There is another with them as well. They speak to one another but the words don't really reach him just yet; they still sound muffled and far away. He allows his head to rest on the ground for a moment while he catches his breath (still so new and fresh in his lungs) and his nose takes in the lush smell of the dirt and the grass. How much there was to learn about this new place! The idea invigorates him and he begins to try to move more of himself around (the better to explore). As his father (for who else could the other horse be) lips at his crest, he is just as surprised as could be to feel the gentle warmth of an almost translucent-white flame spring to life along the line of his neck and on his rear. But perhaps this makes sense, because his father has similar flames in these spots as well. He decides to focus on other things for the time being, like getting his thin, long legs in a suitable position beneath him. Heir of Fire and Ash Sorry it's taken so long friends. I've been dealing with some stuff IRL but hopefully I'll get my muse back <3 @[Amorette] @[Levi] RE: Quand on n'a que l'amour - Byrne, any [birthing] - Amorette - 03-31-2018 It is a good thing that he hadn’t asked her if the child was his or not. That question, and his doubt, would stand between them. Like all the other things they still hadn’t talked about. One of them her fear that her child didn’t have just one, but two blood siblings. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. RE: Quand on n'a que l'amour - Byrne, any [birthing] - Levi - 04-04-2018 Just as Levi's muzzle touches the colt's crest, flames spring to life from the place where his mane should be. His broad face jerks back suddenly in surprise, but there is no anger in her eyes - quite the opposite. He gives a quick, short laugh - pleased that his son has carried on his unusual mane and tail in his own way. "Ah! Look at you, a Tephra boy through and through." he encourages the wide-eyed boy before turning his mismatched gaze back on Amore. "It's a good name." He states and he looks her over. It was his first time experiencing child-birth from such a close range, and he is amazed that she has the stamina to stand there with nothing buy joy written across her face after such an ordeal. When she moves he adjusts to bring his heavy frame alongside hers, a united front as they watch their son. He is painfully aware of all that is left unsaid between them, but he is content that for today they can exist in harmony. "I'm glad you let me stay..." he says in a low tone so only she can hear. Now may not be the time to open old wounds, but he knows they must at some point - but he would wait for her to tell him when. Then Byrne is gathering himself, searching for his feet and Levi's attention returns to the colt. His skull lowers so that he can easily reach out should Byrne's first attempt to stand be less than successful - not that he is in any danger, with his two parents hovering over him. Levi so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache. @[Byrne] |