Beqanna - Cobblestone Creek

Here you will stay-[Angel]

Sun, 21 Aug 2016 19:44:46 +0000

She spoke stating she was a form lead mare, his eye cocked towards her and his ears perked forward Is that so? Perhaps you will have some valid information to share he smirked before looking behind him well we should get going his body followed his head as he turned around and picked up a trot towards the cobblestone, his head turned back to gesture for the mare to follow him.

There trails back was rather silent, but it was peaceful, she had time to soak in everything beqanna had to offer. She did not have a beqanna scent so he knew all of this was not familiar. hopefully you will like the lands, they are great for raising foals he smirked turning his head to look for her reaction. She had a faint scent that she was in heat, and his young hormonal self couldn't deny it.

and this is it he spoke as the walked through the entrance of the herd lands, the creek was visibly in front of them. And trees that barricaded the herd lands all around, a beautiful meadow layed inside the trees barriers. Hopefully you will like it her, Sweet Angel he smirked stepping closer to the mare, his lips trailed from her hindquarters to her shoulder before he brushed past her heading towards the creek.

Francois

A Clever Person Solves A Problem, A Wise Person Avoids It

@[Even Angels Cry]

OOC: uh hem...yea hes a little pervy

take these broken wings and learn to fly [any]

Sat, 20 Aug 2016 23:57:08 +0000

take these broken wings and learn to fly

They say that good fences make good neighbors, and well… Fart definitely had that covered. Due to his diligent daily walks around his herd land, his scent was definitely a good fence. But Seraphina, having spent so many years in the service of kingdoms, was diplomatic at heart and decided that she would venture out today and see what kinds of horses lived next door. It certainly couldn’t hurt.

At least that was her reasoning. She wasn’t really sure what was really bothering her, but since the arrival of the unicorn in her own home, she was feeling a little strange. Left out maybe? She wasn’t sure and she decided not to think about it. So this goodwill mission was perhaps just a way to keep her mind busy. Regardless of her reasons, she was here. She was sure it was a different territory when the now-familiar scent of her green companion suddenly dissipated and she could smell fresh, clean air once more.

She does not venture far into the territory as she has not been invited and does not want to seem rude. Instead the strange hawk-mare lets out a friendly whinny to let the inhabitants of this land know that she was here. While she waits she opens and refolds her tawny wings tightly by her sides and nips at a stray feather on her foreleg; hopefully the strangers won’t be too put-off by her strange appearance.

Seraphina

The light that shines so bright - herd mare

Tue, 16 Aug 2016 15:15:38 +0000

The light that shines so bright.

She was pissed, oh so pissed. But you couldn’t blame her for that, right? After all, she had been presented to a strange stallion on a golden platter. Three years had it taken for her parents, or her mother actually, to pay back the debt they had settled upon. She had been the price, the price for her mother’s freedom. But Gyps simply couldn’t understand why she should live the bound and imprisoned life that her mother could not. She didn’t want to either. But the truth was was that she had been conceived and was born to repay Archam.

That was how Gyps had ended up in the Cobblestone Creek. The place looked pretty decent and the water was nice, but she would never admit that out loud. Her heart still longed for the golden fields that had been her home at birth. To the winged mare it still was her home too, the place she wanted to be and belonged at. Well, that might not entirely be true either, right now she still cursed her parents’ names at every chance she got. Both Besra and Phaedrus had let her down. Did they genuinely expect her to be happy here?

Angrily she tosses her navy blue mane in the air and flicks her sky blue tail at the same time. She’s agitated, irritated, angry. More than she had been during the last few days, but today was just one of those really bad days. Gyps was just moody and it fuelled the buckled up emotions that still swirled within the young mare. Mostly she kept to herself, refusing to mingle with the other mares, but today was different. She needed someone to take it all out on and she honestly didn’t care who that would be and what the consequences would be.

Gyps

OOC: So, basically looking for someone to pick a fight with. Just one herd mare is enough though, not really looking forward to 3 against 1. Yes, Gyps would deserve that, she's really still a child and behaving really childish and horrible and such. But it shouldn't get too bad.

The light that shines so bright - Andras

Tue, 09 Aug 2016 19:26:38 +0000

The light that shines so bright.

Well of course did it hurt her too. It pained her to see him back away like that, while he was clearly hurt by her attitude and actions. She had been relieved too, like some of her tension flowed away and she was able to breathe again. Gyps had been shocked and surprised to see Andras again, in the Cobblestone Creek of all places. It surely couldn’t be a coincidence that she would meet her childhood friend at the herd of the stallion she was promised to? It was like being married off to a rich bastard that already had a dozen other wives. And of course would that rich man want her in the best state, unharmed and untainted. That was where Andras came in.

Now Gyps knew that it had been a bit over the top. He had only been a friend to her and in her anger and panic she had treated him like shit. It hadn’t been fair, especially since he had wanted to help her. He had offered to help her and she had turned it down. And that hadn’t been in the most subtitle or kind way. She certainly had ruined her only chance of happiness here. There still was a chance that the horned stallion had known about it, but it was still more likely that he didn’t.

She wants to see him, hoping he would once again offer to help her, that he would stay. But she cannot leave this godforsaken place, even though she so desperately wants. Gyps just wants to go back home, back to her parents, or.. maybe not. It had been her parents that had given her away, that had stripped her of her freedom. Why did she have to live the bound life her mother refused to? Hooves stamp on the ground as she loudly groans, thrashing her head around before she comes to a halt. Head dropped towards the ground and wings ruffling. Why was life so ridiculously unfair?

Gyps

Here you will Remain-{Gyps, Andras}

Sun, 07 Aug 2016 19:23:07 +0000

Archam

To say the least, that was an awkward encounter, to see Besra and Phaedrus again. To say goodbye to his first born daughter and welcome Gyps, Phaedrus' daughter into his herd. Archam went directly to the heart of the herd lands, Gyps would need time to became familiar with the lands. She was miserable and her attitude was at a peak, he hoped that she would settle with due time as he could not handle such a bratty mare. She was clearly young in age as the mare still acted like a filly.

The stallion stopped at the lip of the creek and gave a snort, clearly irritated with Gyps' attitude This is your new home, I will leave to allow you to explore and become familiar he gave a gentle dip of his head and with that he moved forward and disappeared into to forest of trees.

Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek

OOC: short and crappy I know, I just wanted to get something up showing that Archam brought her over. Gimme a minute and I'll post with Andras.

Butterfly Wings [Birthing]

Sat, 06 Aug 2016 17:52:32 +0000

Her labouring pains hit quickly, catching her by surprise - much like when a thunderstorm rolls in on a blue summers day. It took her about a minute to fully process what was happening, but she soon welcomed the surprise labour. It was a relief to her that the foal was finally on the way. It was now nearing the end of the birthing season and most mares already had their foals and as the days rolled by with nothing - with not even a little pinch to tell her that she should expect a little bundle soon - she had started to worry. But it seemed that now her worries were for nothing.

The dark mare tensed as her pains grew stronger by the minute, almost reminding her that it was happening and she was to have her baby very soon. It was too risky to have her foal out in open so she began her search for a secluded place to have her baby. After several minutes of hobbling along, she finally found the spot to give birth in. It was in a quiet part of the meadow, where the grass grew long and golden, perfect for hiding away the baby that was soon to come. The labour pains worsened and she lowered herself to ground. Flicking her eyes briefly over her swollen belly to check, but there was no foal yet.

The sun had climbed high into the azure sky when she finally welcomed her new baby into the world. The dark mare felt very calm and relaxed, the air around her seeming magical, like the meadow itself knew that something wonderful had happened. Blue-winged butterflies fluttered gracefully between gold stalks further heightening this peaceful mood. A smile broke across her face when she felt slight movement at the base of her flank.

Aune turned to look and, there, nestled against her warm flank. A fuzzy, tiny foal blinked up at her. A special-kind of smile tugged at her lips upon seeing the wondrous expression on it's face as it ogled at it's long legs which were spread out on the grass. A maternal instinct washed over her, growing stronger for every moment she looked upon her tiny baby, all small and new to the world.

Whickering, the colt struggled to stand on his long, gangly legs. Don't rush yourself, Little One. She cooed, humming with gentle laughter when he stumbled a little and his legs gave in, causing him to fall back down on the soft grass. He looked at her wondrously, obviously feeling the newborns instinct to be close to it's mother. He tried once again to stand but half-way up he started to wobble dangerously. He whickered as a cry for help but only got good-natured laughter in return. Eventually he managed to right himself and began making his first wobbly steps towards her. Well done. She praised. Wonderful! Your first steps. Only a few moments old and already you're such a strong colt. The small colt neighed victoriously as he and Aune nuzzled each other. The foal's attention was already snagged as he ogled at beautifully coloured butterflies floating around the clearing. Aune smiled at her little treasure, only moments old and she already loved her foal more than anything in the world.

This Is Yours Now-[Aune, Any]

Sat, 09 Jul 2016 19:40:07 +0000

Archam

The two made the travel from the field to his home, the cobblestone creek. It took a while, the sun was now fully in the sky and beating down on there backs with little relief. There walk was rather silent, not an awkward silent but one where they can take in the surroundings in peace. A small smile grew on his face once they reached the border of the cobblestone This is it he said in a cheery voice.

He was always overwhelmed with joy when bringing a new mare to the herd lands, he was full of pride for the herd, a beautiful sanctuary for his mares to enjoy life. Free to do as the please so long as they returned at night. They continued walking until they hit the heart of the lands, stopping in front of the creek. It stretched all the way to the kingdoms waterfall, trees scattered everywhere providing the perfect relief from the suns harsh heat. I hope you will enjoy the herd lands as much as everyone else He smiled gently, extending his neck to nuzzle her shoulder.

His head scanned the area, listening to see if any others were around. His attention flicked back to Aune as he remembered the kingdom we are in the Falls kingdoms lands, you are free to be a member of the kingdom if you please. There are two castes to chose from, a warrior and the diplomats. Do not feel inclined to take part if you don't want to he spoke smiled with hope to not have pressured her into doing something she didn't want to. He looked for her reaction, curious to how she felt about everything he just blurted out.

Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek

@[Aune]

This Is Yours Now-[Varnish, Any]

Wed, 06 Jul 2016 15:40:44 +0000

Archam

The bay roan stallion made the travels from the field to his home, it took almost the whole day as the sun was now starting to set and the moon was ready to make its appearance. There travels were rather silent, but not an awkward silence but one that they took in the scenery, getting to know each other through body movement. There bodies brushed up against each other every now and than, fur intertwining. He was surely excited to have the new mare in his herd, and hoped she would like his herd as much as he did.

Finally they broke through the entrance of the herd and he arched his neck in a prideful way This is the Cobblestone, I hope you will like the lands as much as I do He gazed over the herd, the sun was setting perfectly over the creek before them, setting for a beautiful scenery. He moved forward towards the creek, that was the heart of the kingdom this is our source of water obviously, what else would it have been. He gazed at the chestnut mare moving closer to her gently nipping at her neck it had been some time since someone was able to gain his attention like she did. She would constantly be in his mind, something he didn't mind. He smiled looking at her hopeful that she was pleased with the lands.

Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek

@[Varnish]

Mirror Image (Archam)

Sun, 03 Jul 2016 17:58:09 +0000

Like both of her previous pregnancies, Anahi found herself becoming impatient as the final few days arrived. She was constantly wondering when the little one would appear in the world, when s/he would finally decide to come out and relieve his/her dam of the extra weight on her belly. Not that Anahi cared a great deal, but the last few days of carrying the foal were always the worst. The little one just wanted to take its time when she had waited this long for the foal to appear. She was both impatient and excited, to tell the truth.

With her fillies, the birthing process had started in the morning and continued until the afternoon or so, which is why she'd always made her way to the grove. She stuck near it during the final days of her pregnancy, so she could be prepared and go to the grove to birth her foal safely. Today, or rather, tonight, was no different.

After settling down in the grove to go to sleep, Anahi found herself absent-mindedly wondering where her daughters had gone off to. With Sirana at age two, and Eiria finally a yearling, both of them were always running off to spend time together, whether to explore, hang out with the other foals, including Nitika's yearling Siba, learn diplomacy from Ashara (if they could convince her to teach them), or fighting techniques from Nitika, Raxa, and the other warriors. She had given them a time to be back by, but knew they probably wouldn't listen. They could take care of themselves anyways, and this territory was hardly dangerous. Both fillies knew it like the back of their hooves; Anahi didn't forsee any trouble for her fillies tonight.

Which is why, after she'd finally begun falling asleep, it started. The little one was finally on its way. The mare gritted her teeth, groaning a little as the familiar contraction pains ripped through her belly. She started pacing in a circle, her breathing growing heavy, the sides of her neck and her flanks quickly becoming glistened with sweat.

This process would continue for a number of hours, all the way until the wee hours of the morning. During that time, Anahi had continuously alternated between laying down and standing back up to pace. Then, finally, another pain ripped through her, and she knew it was time. The champagne mare laid down, resting her head on the ground as she began to push. Despite the number of hours of pain she'd endured, she knew this part would be quick, yet painful. She was already exhausted from pacing around, but the foal had to come out. She couldn't stop yet; she could rest after it was all over.

Within roughly half of an hour, if not shorter, the birthing was complete. Anahi remained laying on the ground, her body slick with sweat. Her nostrils were flared, her breathing quick as she came back to her senses after the birth, trying to calm herself down. She was absolutely exhausted, yet another reason the last days of pregnancy weighed on her. She did not like feeling this tired, but in the end, it was worth it. That was always how she got through it to give birth to her foal.

Movement on the grass behind her stirred the mare from her resting stage. Anahi lifted her head and looked behind her, eyes widened at what she could see. The foal was still coated with the liquid from inside the womb, but looked healthy otherwise. What astonished her was the color of the little one's coat. Unlike Sirana and Eiria, who both inherited Anahi's light champagne color, this foal sported the roan coat of its sire.

The foal was shaking a little due to the chilly morning air, but doing so would help increase its own warmth. Anahi stood up and turned around, lowering her head to sniff the newborn foal. She gently licked behind one of its ears before moving on to its nose. She began cleaning its face off, her eyes twinkling when she noticed a small star sitting in the middle of its forehead. A marking that matched the one Sirana possessed.

Anahi continued cleaning the foal until its roan coat was pretty much rid of the birthing fluid. Its black mane and tail were inky and matched its coal-colored legs perfectly. Its brown face was a tepid brown, leaving it open to whether it would darker or lighten as the foal aged. The mare stood by her foal quietly for a little while after cleaning it before the little creature made its first attempt to stand. Its wobbly legs didn't do well to support its weight the first time, so the foal tumbled back to the ground within seconds.

Anahi simply nudged the foal, urging it to try again. The foal continued to try a few more times, each one getting closer and closer to successfully standing for the first time. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the foal stood up. Getting its feet under it, the foal wobbled greatly, but remained on its hooves. It stood there, watched over by Anahi, the mare licking the foal's flank to clean away some debris from when the foal had fallen back down after an earlier attempt.

The foal finally took a step. It was wobbly, but it did not fall back down. Anahi watched as the foal started getting the hang of its legs, even if it was still a bit wobbly. While watching, Anahi made the discovery of what gender the foal was. Her heart soared when she found out, just as it had with her two daughters.

This foal, who looked so much like its father, was a colt! A perfect mirror image of his sire. The only thing he'd inherited differently was the star marking on his forehead, but it did little to take away the handsome color of his coat and the powerful presence he would no doubt grow up to be, just like his sire.

The colt finally seemed to get the hang of things. He gave a tiny whinny, a sign that told Anahi he was hungry, for her daughters had done the same thing after they'd successfully stood up on their own. The mare stepped toward her son and gave him a nudge toward her belly. She knew he would figure out on his own where the milk was.

It did take a couple of tries, but after a couple minutes, he successfully found the mare's milk. He began drinking greedily, some milk spilling down his chin. The mare laughed at her son's plight, but decided to leave him alone. She lowered her head to rest a little, her son being given the chance to drink his dam's milk in peace as the early morning hours settled over the land.

@[Archam]

would you change your fate? (any)

Wed, 22 Jun 2016 06:09:25 +0000

Merida is positively livid. The young mare marches through the trees, breaking branches and foliage as she storms through the forest. She’s just coming from leaving her mother at the border to the territory … leaving her there to head off to her new home in Volcanic Village.

“Ugh!” Merida bumps into a tree, hard, and stops, breathing heavily. She can’t believe this is happening. They’d been minding their own business, living happy, quiet lives here in Cobblestone Creek, when this … this … ‘Chemdog’ just had to come along and ruin everything.

Not that she can blame it all on him of course … he’s not the one that had lost the battle after all …

“What use is a herd stallion if he can’t protect us?!” She mutters under her breath, before casting a quick glance through the trees to make sure that no one else is nearby to hear. She still has to live here - she doesn’t want to create any undue tension. And Archam at least means well, even if he is clearly useless.

She’s relieved when she can detect no one, and sighs heavily. It’s just not fair. They’d been happy here, her and mom and now Andras and Francois. But now her mother is gone, and … she’s suddenly the eldest of their little family unit. She’s not ready for the responsibility.

Grumbling again, she steps back into a walk, heading deeper into the territory. She wants to find a private, quiet spot to sit out her anger before someone manages to find her. Unfortunately in a territory and herd of this size, someone is likely to run across her sooner or later. She just hopes that it’s later.

(OOC: Sorry I never got that foal thread going fast enough ... perhaps some of the other kids can find her now and calm her down?)

Almost of Age -{Sirana}

Tue, 21 Jun 2016 15:54:07 +0000

Archam

Archam stood in the center of the cobblestone, at the lip of the creek. He had just returned from a border patrol in the Kingdom and Sirana was often on his mind. She was growing closer to being of age, and he had to tel her of his decision promising her to Phaedrus when she was two years old. He silently gazed around the herd lands, they were quiet this morning as most of the equines were still asleep. Although his daughter was very energetic and he hoped that she would be awake, hopeful that she would not hold the grudge against him.

He gave a snort, stepping his left foot forward he took in a deep breath and let a whinny escape his maw. He did not expect many to hear him as they should still be sleeping, or off doing there own tasks. He had hope that his amber daughter would appear before him, and he would have the unfortunate task of telling her he decided on her future. The deal was done, and there was no turning back, she would have to live with his decision and make the best of it. His gaze fell to the water, watching as the fish that swam in the creek disturbed the water. Its own ecosystem that lived down there, hopeful that Sirana could make a future for herself out of his offerings with Phaedrus.

Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek

@[Sirana]

sorry it is short.

morigan, honey

Sat, 18 Jun 2016 18:41:48 +0000

The black stallion with the bone-white face makes his way across the border of Archam's territory with no ceremony about his ways whatsoever. He limps and his marred coat displays the evidence of a recent battle. Archie's most likely looks marked up too, but unlike Chem, he only fought once. Somehow the speckled stallion managed to get himself into two fights, one just after the other.

Victory was his both times, but his body has been equally punished after the task.

He didn't care if Archie saw, or if the stallion even came to greet him with viciousness. He'd only be greeted with a swat of Chem's tail or simply silence, unless of course he was looking for another ass kicking.

Chem stays on the outskirts and gives out a low whicker. If she does not come along by dusk he will call again, and again, and eventually if she does not show up he will go hunting for her. For her sake, she'll probably rather just show here and now and go peacefully back to the Village with him.

chemdog

astra inclinant, sed non obligant.

@[Morigan]

You can wait until her and Archie breed first if you want. And your reply can be in the Village or here, whichever. He's just here to drag her back home. If she has a foal, that thing comes too lol plus the one in her tumtum

Devnot;

Fri, 17 Jun 2016 02:24:05 +0000

Archam

Archam led the smokey mare from the field to his home, it was a rather peaceful walk back. Small chatter here and there, but for the most part he was able to breathe in the fresh air, listening to the birds chirp and the water rushing from the waterfall once they entered the Falls lands. The sun began to lower in the sky but they finally made it to the cobblestone. He stood proudly as he stopped, this was the heart of the cobblestone. Before them was the creek that flowed from the kingdoms waterfall, to the left was open fields and to the right it grew wooded flowing into the Forest Frontiers. This is what you can now call home he smiled gazing back to the mare.

He was always proud to bring a mare back to the herd lands, happy to expand the herd, but happy to share his joy for the herd lands with others. I hope you will enjoy your time in the Cobblestone as much as the herd does he turned to gently nuzzle her shoulder.

Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek

@[Devnot]

bleh im no good at openings.

Another Little Lady (Archam)

Sat, 04 Jun 2016 23:54:18 +0000

Anahi never thought this day would finally be here. This pregnancy had been long; of course, maybe that was just because it was the second one, and the excitement of her first foal since the stillborn had made the pregnancy with Sirana go faster. Perhaps this time she was just impatient to meet the new addition to the family.

She'd been grazing with her daughter that day in the grove they'd discovered behind the waterfall. When the champagne mare wasn't watching over the other mares of the herd, or spending time with Archam, she was often here. She'd known the other mares would eventually go off to their own stages within the late days of their pregnancy, so that they could give birth in peace.

Anahi remembered her promise to Archam; he wanted to be there this time. She almost wanted to go back on her word; mares were supposed to go through it alone. At the same time, she knew he'd be mad if he missed another. If he wasn't nearby when she went into labor, she'd send Sirana to find her sire.

It was around the early morning hours when Anahi felt the first waves of pain hit her. Knowing what it meant, since she'd undergone the same thing with Sirana, the mare nipped at her belly before beginning to pace to try and take her mind off the pain. Knowing this birth could be fast or slow, she turned to look at Sirana, the now year-old filly grazing nearby.

"Sirana... go... get your father... hurry..."

what am I fighting for? birthing, any

Thu, 02 Jun 2016 04:13:44 +0000

Morigan

WHAT AM I FIGHTING FOR? THERE MUST BE SOMETHING MORE. FOR ALL THESE WORDS I SING, DO YOU FEEL ANYTHING?

God this pregnancy has been taxing.

It had been normal at first, just as it had been with Merida. Her belly had started to grow, her appetite had grown and her ankles had begun to swell, though thankfully only a little. It had seemed like it was going to be a perfectly ordinary pregnancy.

But then her belly had just kept on growing.

At this point, so close to her due date, she feels like a whale.

She’s been keeping to herself again, spending her days waddling in and amongst the trees on the northern side of the creek. As lovely as Anahi has been to her, she just feels awkward in company these days. Especially her daughter’s unfortunately.

Merida is growing by the day, and at a year old, Morigan can see the makings of a beautiful young mare already. Merida is going to be a handful, not that she isn’t already. The girl is always off on some adventure or other, dashing about as quickly as her legs can carry her. A little hard for an overly pregnant mare to keep up with.

She’s deep in the quietest part of the woods when the labour pains first hit her. She barely has time to find a hollow to lie down in before instinct takes over.

The whole process is long and painful, far more so than it had been with Merida. But, eventually, it’s over. And twin colts are lying at her side.

With a loud groan she forces herself up onto her feet, and wobbles over to the boys to start cleaning them off. She’d started to suspect twins, what with the size of her belly, but to actually have them there, lying in front of her …

It’s a little overwhelming.

But surprisingly, she’s not worried. She has Archam, and Merida, and even Anahi. If she has trouble keeping up with the two of them, she’s sure she’ll have help from her new little family.

As she cleans, she’s unsurprised to find a few splashes of purple on one of the boy’s coats - clearly her genes are showing through. But, she is surprised to find a small horn spiralling out of the other boy’s head. How odd. Neither she nor Archam have horns … perhaps some vestige of magical blood in their ancestry has been passed down? No matter though, both of them appear to be healthy, and that’s the important thing.

When both of the boys are clean she gives each of them a little nudge and steps back, hoping that the both of them will be quick to their feet. She takes a quick glance at the surrounding trees, before returning her gaze to the twins. She hopes Archam will be able to find them here in the thick of the woods.

SAID I'M OKAY, BUT I KNOW HOW TO LIE. YOU WERE ALL THAT I HAD, YOU WERE DELICATE AND HARD TO FIND.