The Lost Islands
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-Glow-(Birth - open)

NEON

Neon was perfectly happy and content right now, though a little agitated as the time grew closer. Claymor is still clingy to her or Neferyt. Neferyt occasionally takes her sister on trips around the inlet to distract her and give their mother a break. But at night the two returned to her side and she would groom them both and ask how their day went and then they would sleep. She has seen Vita and her children and Warsaw as well. She spent some time with both but as the days and nights started to either gain hours or lose them her body started to tell her what she already knew. Her third child was about to come, any day now. She had no clue that this child wasn’t facing the right way.

The sun would be rising in an hour or so time and she felt it. The first contraction. Though internally something felt wrong. Neferyt take your sister and find warsaw and or Vita Nova will you That is all she told her. She did not want either of her daughters to get scared or witness the birth. Claymore go with your sister, I will be here when you returnShe promised to nuzzle both of her daughters. She watched Neferyt coax her sister with her and winced. Another contraction and she begins to pace.

No, something was very wrong. A half hour passes and she is still trying to dislodge this colt. What was wrong? Neferyt and Claymore had been so easy. Her ears go back as she snorts and lays down and rolls trying to find a way to push this one from her. She feared not only dying herself but her newborns fate as well. As an hour passes hooves are out. But there is no head. She snorts and she is already sweating and losing strength from the intensity of this labor. It is not till after an hour and half later then half the foal is out and you can clearly see that it was coming butt first. If she didn’t get him now he would die. She screams bloody murder as she forces him out by pushing hard. He falls to the ground and she has enough energy to turn and clean his face off. When she sees his first breath she collapses. Her legs curled under her and she lays her head down by him. The after birth doesn’t come for the longest time but is soon expelled. But she has no energy to get up. She wouldn’t even have energy to defend her colt if any threat came along. Her vision is a bit blurry. She would let Warsaw name this one, it was a boy.

Battleborn felt air on his butt and kicked out but he was still stuck. However, within a few more minutes he falls to the ground with a grunt and a thump. His mother cleans his face off and he gasps taking in the air. His mother soon laid down by him and laid her head down on the ground. The little colt is still soaked from being born, his nostrils the only thing cleaned off. He feels too wet to even try to stand he is cold and shivering.

Neferyt wakes to her mothers insistance and she can feel that her mother is nervous. Her ears go back but she nodds.Claymore come quick we must find dad!She says and nudges her sister into a trot. Searching for the queen and their father. Neferyt calls out to them and when they finally come into site.DAD! VITA Nova!She calls out sliding to a halt.Mom, mom she I think she going into labor but I think something wrong she sound more nervous then when she had Claymore!She said out of breath.
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