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Here You Are -{Ilma} - Finch - 11-24-2018 Where was he? He was so warm, tucked in his mothers belly, only to be dropped into the cruel world and quickly rushed to this den. Where did momma go? Why did she leave him here? He was so scared, he could hear the cries of others but he was to scared to move his fresh wobbly legs. Help the words cried from his maw, was anyone around? Was he left here to die? He had so many questions, he could hear the others around him but his world was so fuzzy, he could not wrap his head around the reality that his life was. A crappy start to life, and he had no idea why. The palomino roan had to small budding horns on the his dome, one day they would be long and strong, but they had a while to grow. Anyone he yells out again, a final attempt to meet with another, the weak colt lays close to the ground hoping to be found by a gentle soul. @[Ilma] yea..just something up for you<3 RE: Here You Are -{Ilma} - Ilma - 11-25-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
Her visit to Tephra had been... insightful. And meaningful, like she used to be. Smiling to herself, she's happy that she had went out to find Magnus - their encounters in the field had her believe already that indeed, they would match in personality easily. To find Jude had been a delight also; but now she had remembered what it was like to be an Ambassador, and she remembers the other kingdoms she'll soon have to visit. and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Finch] RE: Here You Are -{Ilma} - Finch - 11-25-2018 He had just about given up on being reunited with another equine, and just as he closed his eyes accepting his fate, a voice of another rang through his ears. Do you have a name? The stranger strokes his mane, it was odd but he somehow knew that she meant no harm to him. He remembers mother, from the brief moments they shared, but she did not project such a gentle energy as this equine did. He felt comfortable with her, and quickly lifted himself from the ground, F...Finch He quietly mumbles. The young boy blinks a few time before his gaze focuses on the mare, she was a pure white, unlike anything he had seen in his short life. She had these fluffy things on her back, he wondered what they were but his gaze quickly flicked back to the mares face are you momma? His question was innocent, he knows he was not his momma but she could be his new momma. He does not allow her time to respond, he quickly moves closer to her nuzzling into her chest. He felt safe with her, and he only hopes that she will be his new momma. Together they can leave this.....den that his mother left him at. A brief memory he already wanted to forget so badly. @[Ilma] RE: Here You Are -{Ilma} - Ilma - 11-26-2018 Ilma And there's a lesson waiting to be learned the firestarters always get the burns and the good guys never get the girl
He might like meeting Clayton, she thinks; that boy is a gentle soul, and the palomino reminds her of him - and perhaps Kreed, too, but she's not sure how long Solace will keep her friend's daughter around (Ilma isn't sure why the queen had agreed to it, but it wasn't Ilma's job to question that). and shooting stars cannot fix the world @[Finch] RE: Here You Are -{Ilma} - Finch - 11-26-2018 His legs were wobbly, another foal at a few days old would be running and stumbling around, but his legs were still new as he was thrown into the den. As he buries into the white mare, he finds comfort and somehow he knows that everything is going to be alright. A gentle laugh escaped her maw and she repeats his name, gently adjusting his forelock once more. My name is Ilma, Yes, I am a momma, and if you want, I'l be your momma too. His head lefts to find her gaze as a smile tugged from ear to ear, she wanted to be his momma?! He could not have had better luck, he could have ran into an equine with a sour soul, but instead he was blessed with this angelic creature. He nods his head in response YES! He does not hesitate to respond, he prances around her, but looks more like a wobbly baby giraffe. Are you ready to travel, Finch? She asks, and again he does not hesitate to our home? Yes! I am ready momma! He could barely contain his excitement, and though he was exhausted and still scared he was ready to go home with his real momma. @[Ilma] If you wanna do a thread in hyaline/cove that would work |