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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Ghost with the Most [Mura/Klaudius]
    #1
    He is born on the western edge of Tephra, beneath thick foliage and starry skies. First instincts always take over during this time. As his body is cleaned from remaining amniotic fluid, he sits patiently. He stumbles upwards onto four wobbly legs, and then searches for his mother’s sweet sustenance. 

    It is strange, being here on the volcanic soil rather than inside his mother’s womb. It is hot here, he decides rather quickly, as icy orbs finally open to scan the world around him. One (his left) it seems, doesn’t work like the other, and in his childhood naivety he decided that all the surrounding horses must have this issue. 

    His mother is rather attractive - icy blue with pretty wings. He hasn’t looked at himself yet, but silently he hopes he looks like her. Eyes trail over to the other figure beside her, he is huge, foreboding. 

    I guess this is my dad. He thinks to himself, wondering what would happen next.

    @[Mura] @[Klaudius] sorry for the terrible starter. But BJ is born! Smile
    #2
    A Gentle Flutter
    Her body was covered in sweat, beside her stood a colt, his pelt matched the foals bastard father and his mane and tail matched Mura's. She could not tell if she hated the colt or loved it, she was not ready for children when she was raped and her motherly instincts tell her to love it, but when she looks at it Morty flashes into her mind.

    She forces her body to stand up as the colt does, she lowers her head to the colt Beetlejuice she mutters, that is what she decided to name him. It probably would have been a more stoic name had he been born out of love, or even lust, but this bastard child did not deserve such a name.

    Klaudius had been nothing but kind to her, he helped her back to Tephra even though she was not sure about returning. She left with no goodbye, and she only hoped she was still welcome in the kingdom, no matter if it was a short time. Her gaze trails to find his, she has found herself feeling safest when he was around Thank you....for being here... Her gaze falls, she felt like a victim, like a burden to him.

    Mura


    @[Klaudius]@[Beetlejuice] OOC: sorry i completely forgot to post a birthing post!
    #3

    He hadn't wandered far from her side since he had escorted her here.  The packaged she carried was of his upmost interest.  If the child was indeed Morty's, he would be claiming it as his captive.  Only time would tell now...

    The days past quickly and soon the moment came.  A foal was born and the blackness of its body was the only clue it could be Morty's.  He had no doubt Mura told the truth about her abuse at the hands of the clown King, so when silver eyes inspect the child a grin creeps upon his maw.  "Well done Mura.  I will claim this child as mine... Keep him safe within Tephra.  I must go spread the news." With that he turns and takes to the skies.  Finding himself sailing to the autumnal forests of his birth home... 

    Klaudius
    I was lightning, before the thunder


    @[Beetlejuice] @[Mura] sooo K is going to go rub it in Mortys face just a wee bit. XD
    #4
    Beetlejuice does not understand that circumstances that brought him to the earth. He doesn’t understand why mother looks at him with disgust, or why she names him Beetlejuice out of resentment, or the creeping grin upon his father’s lips. He doesn’t understand much of anything. He is searching for answers, but when he finds none, he decides to go up to the stallion and stare up at him with those haunting blue eyes.

    “Whyre you leaving?” He asks pitifully. A child, so innocent, so clearly trusting of those around him.

    Little does he know what the future will hold for him, that Beetlejuice. Little does his mother know what her resentment will cause, and little does the stallion who claims the child as his own know how much BJ is truly like his biological father.


    We’ll wrap this up for now. Will post a thread to Zain later on Smile




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