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[Fiorina]

The realization that she is pregnant is not one that comes happily to the armoured mare. Fiorina already has visions of herself ballooning up, the armoured plates at her sides stretching and bulging out to fit the horrid little gremlin that is surely growing within her. All this for a simple pleasure? It hardly seemed worth it in the end, though she had enjoyed it at the time. She wishes she had inherited the ability to lay eggs from her mother and grandmother, so she might plant their hobgoblin of a child in Larva’s path and he would be the one who had to care for it. Or better yet, it could attach itself to him like a parasite and he needs to go around explaining himself to whoever he meets. These visions and daydreams give her some delight, though not enough. Much like the actions that had led her to this position. Gods, and to think there are mares out there that do this on purpose. She had been wandering in search of Taiga, meaning to find Ruthless and Lilliana, but she realizes she’s lost when she catches the scent of the ocean. Before her stretches rocky grasslands instead of redwood trees and she hesitates near the border - aware of her ink-drop appearance and the association easily made with some of her more feral family members. So instead she paces a little bit, hoping someone will ignore the knife tail (it is only twitching a little in agitation, hardly threatening) and ask her if she needs help so she can get pointed in the right direction. She talks to the little toad of a fetus while she keeps her black eyes open and watchful. Only saying the kindest things. “The first time I feel you move, I’m cutting you out and leaving you with your father whether you’re ready or not.” FIORINA

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@[lilliana] and any! Especially other pregnant mares