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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


    Talk Less, Smile More (Birthing); Phaedrus, Twins, Any
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    New Romantics

    She had never expected her body to change so rapidly. It seemed only yesterday when she had a lean body, and now her body was a host to a little being slowly growing within her own body. She was unaware of the effects of being with child, would do to her body. Swollen heels, back pain, sore joints, small little kicks every once in a while, and of course the continuous urge to eat. Truthfully she had gotten annoyed with the process of being a mobile incubator, and just wanted the child to be out ASAP. Little did she know her body was a host to two little beings.

    She found herself in her little nook when the contractions began, pains shooting up her spine, deteriorating  her body into a mental state of shock. Her instincts took over and she began to wail out his name, "Phaedrus..... Phaedrus...." She stopped after a few wails, as the pain was so unbearable that she was not able to even speak. She clenched her teeth and soon enough she found a wet lump at her hind, shakily the mare still trembled and began to groom the petite child (Rustic) she was an inky black little girl with more features of her father. 

    Soon enough pains shot up her spine once more, she flinched at first. She had no idea she was expecting two, dropping once again upon the ground the silver toned women gave birth to another child, less painful than the first or was her body just adjusting to the pain? Standing back up the mare found another ebony little girl (Clarisse) and began to groom her thoroughly as she had done to her first child. This little girl held more features of her mother.

    They were small, and Roma was immediately in love with her cute little ebony duo an obvious trade mark of their father. The younger child remained at rest as if adjusting to her surroundings while her older child was straggling to stand up. Her immediate instinct was to help her stand, bushing her muzzle under the little girl's abdomen she supported her steadily until the girl got the grasp of the concept and began suckling from her teat.

    Her second priority was to get her younger child up and moving about, nipping at the child's hip she encouraged the girl upon her feet using the same method she had with her older child. Soon enough she had both girls suckling on either sides. Roma continued to caress their coats until they're absolutely clean, and then she paused for a moment. Who was who? Her azure eyes shift to both bodies and winging it as any first mother she gave the two their names.

    Guessing the child on her left was her older child she chose a name that would suit her older daughter something that was different and unique, "Rustic." She gently nipped at the girl's hind. Then she turned her attention towards the child on her right, she had to have a sweet little name that was gentle off the tongue, "Clarisse.". Yes, she had finally named both her girls and all she had to do was await the arrival of her knight in shining armor, the father to her sweet little inky black duo she had been gifted with.

    Talk Less, Smile More. Don't Let Them Know What You're Against Or What You're For.


    This might be confusing... But just roll with it Tongue
    @[Phaedrus]


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    Talk Less, Smile More (Birthing); Phaedrus, Twins, Any - by New Romantics - 06-02-2016, 08:33 PM



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