Posted on August 27, 2012 at 00:17:38 AM by t a l l y n n e
||mare||5 winters||gypsy vanner||palomino tobiano||gift of the paradise||children||lineage||by blushie||
Tallynne looked up at O Melhor’s approach. She gave him a smile and reached to nuzzle his neck affectionately after the greeting. The last few weeks had been blissful. Every day in fair Atlantis was peaceful and plentiful. Birds of Paridise, with their colorful plumage, were always about and the funny looking palms danced in the cool breeze that came off the sea.
How hae you been? The question was a sweet one. Tallynne smile at her stallion. Even though she missed his company she could understand his need and his restlessness.
“I am quite well,” She said. “The birds have been keeping me company. You were right about them.” She laughed at the joke he’d shared when she first came to the Paradise. “What about you? The Crossing seems to have been calling much lately.”
She shifted to a relaxed stance. As of yet, her belly was not uncomfortable, but it certainly made her hungry. She was privately thrilled. She was most certainly showing the signs of carrying - carrying the foal of a stallion she was growing more and more fond of. Tallynne was not a creature of ill intent. She was just as she appeared to be. She was finding herself falling for the coffee-colored stallion and his mane of cream. Falling hard.
So this foal - colt or filly - was an exciting step for her.
How hae you been? The question was a sweet one. Tallynne smile at her stallion. Even though she missed his company she could understand his need and his restlessness.
“I am quite well,” She said. “The birds have been keeping me company. You were right about them.” She laughed at the joke he’d shared when she first came to the Paradise. “What about you? The Crossing seems to have been calling much lately.”
She shifted to a relaxed stance. As of yet, her belly was not uncomfortable, but it certainly made her hungry. She was privately thrilled. She was most certainly showing the signs of carrying - carrying the foal of a stallion she was growing more and more fond of. Tallynne was not a creature of ill intent. She was just as she appeared to be. She was finding herself falling for the coffee-colored stallion and his mane of cream. Falling hard.
So this foal - colt or filly - was an exciting step for her.
||html and character by blushie||
Replies:
- all that glitters is gold. - By o melhor August 29, 2012 at 04:56:29 PM
- aren't talons cruel things? - By Tallynne September 3, 2012 at 00:46:46 AM
- all that glitters is gold. - By o melhor September 6, 2012 at 09:04:39 PM
- aren't talons c r u e l things? - By t a l l y n n e September 10, 2012 at 06:04:48 PM
- all that glitters is gold. - By o melhor September 17, 2012 at 10:04:12 PM
- [x] - By O Melhor October 3, 2012 at 11:59:57 AM
- all that glitters is gold. - By o melhor September 17, 2012 at 10:04:12 PM
- aren't talons c r u e l things? - By t a l l y n n e September 10, 2012 at 06:04:48 PM
- all that glitters is gold. - By o melhor September 6, 2012 at 09:04:39 PM
- aren't talons cruel things? - By Tallynne September 3, 2012 at 00:46:46 AM
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