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Post by blackie on Aug 2, 2009 16:07:11 GMT -5
The drought had gone and although it had been raining inscesantly, Routtierre felt it the approrpiate time to give Silver Arrow a foal. She had promised it to him and they had discussed it, and she assumed that if they bred soon enough, she could birth before the land may be open to flooding.
The alphess had left her lead not long after being introduced to Opal - a mare she hardly had an affinity for, but also did not completely dislike. The fatale loved how Arrow only wanted to please her, and when it came down to it he could care less about the satisfaction of other mares when compared to her. Of course he had his duties and the stud responded well to them, but she felt that he did both that job and his duties to her very well.
Standing firmly within the forest, Routtierre waited silently to see if her lead would respond, crimson torso soaked from the brief rain though it made her all the more alluring. She did not call but simply allowed her seductive stench to drift around her, completely receptive and willing. Hopefully no other studs would try and breed her as she waited for her mate.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Aug 3, 2009 8:17:06 GMT -5
Arrow quickly trotted into the land, slowing down, appearing like a ghost. For he had come into the forest through the fog, only to be overcome by Routterrie's beautiful scent. His nostrils flaerd and he smiled. He moved closer and nuzzled her. "Are you sure about this, my beauty?" He nuzzled her again.
He flicked his tail, her scent engulfing him and he stood, torso pressed beside her. He looked over her perfect frame. It looked like his too. He thought he knew what the foal may look like if Routterrie was successful and he smiled.
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Post by blackie on Aug 3, 2009 11:54:14 GMT -5
Auds pricked forward as she smelled a fresh wave of Silver Arrow's musk, more satisfied that another stud had not come along than just his presence. Smile creased labrums even further as he approached, nuzzling him back affectionately. Dial lifted suddenly at his inquiry, giving him a stern though still gentle look.
Yes. If we mate in enough time, the excessive rain should not bother the new-born. Especially in my care.
Tone was soft but confident, having had more than just one foal and every one of them surviving. She always planned it right, made sure not to stress.
Routtierre smoothly shifted her body so that her posterior was placed directly under the studs nose, pushed against his chest, waiting.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Aug 5, 2009 8:30:56 GMT -5
Arrow smiled and nodded and as she shifted he mounted her and dismounted her a few minutes later. He nuzzled her. "Are you ok?" He asked as he nuzzled her again.
The rain had begun to pick up slightly, it never stopped. He looked up to the sky as it hit his pelt and ran down his mane and torso. He smiled at Routerrie, his love.
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Post by blackie on Aug 5, 2009 20:16:10 GMT -5
It did not take long and the alphess was impregnanted, though not for the first time in her life. Pillars made malicious sounds as they cracked from being locked during breeding to hold up the stud. Dial tossed as she pranced in a circle to stretch her muscles, facing Silver Arrow.
Yes, Arrow. I'm fine.
She smiled at him and nipped playfully at his muzzle just as it began to rain again. Dial shifted to look towards the herd-land before she nipped her lord once more and ran to its borders.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Aug 6, 2009 17:28:11 GMT -5
Arrow smiled and ran after his lead, happily. He caught up to her as they reached the border and he nuzzled her. He whinnied to the herd, telling them he was back...
OOC: Sorry, not long..
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