- dead on arrival;; - {simon;;}

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[atrb=background, img718.imageshack.us/img718/2019/middlet.jpg] The ebony brute had been more nervous about leaving his mate alone recently; she was so heavily pregnant he knew their foal would come any day now. Excitement boiled under his skin about the whole thing but he tried to let it go no further; not letting it show on his face. Harks stood erect when he heard the sound of someone calling for him. He watched one of the messengers bolting down the hill towards them, near about out of breath, having a message for his king. ”Speak!” he snapped at the colt who lifted his head to reply ”The queen is in labor. You are needed back at the infirmary right away, sir.” the equine gasped. Without a moments notice to the others he was standing with he was on his way back to the inner reaches. He knew the messenger would fetch Hex as well so by the time the colt got there HellBorn would already be in the infirmary with Skadi. Ebony behemoth huffed and puffed as he entered the inner reaches be greeted by the apes who started taking off his armor as he trotted through the halls. He knew it was somewhat cruel to do this to the poor creatures but he was on one hell of a mission! By the time he got to infirmary, his leg braces were still on, along with his neck and chest armor, and his head armor. The sheet of animal hide that was always put underneath the heavy armor was still on his back as he walked slowly to where he knew his queen was. What he walked into shocked him; one beautiful sabino chestnut roan filly standing strong and healthy, and a sickly and what seemed to be dead colt. The first thought that cross his mind was twins! But then it slowly sunk in the lack of breath from the little black colt. He stepped carefully over to his queen to nuzzle her shoulder; stretching his head over to the filly who bumped noses with him. He jumped a little at her shrill squeal and felt her soft hooves against his slightly exposed hide. Well she would have some fire in her wouldn’t she? Undoubtedly from her mother. Next was to deal with his obviously dead offspring. A chance at a colt, a blood heir, his only…and it was born without life. He stepped away from his queen and over to where their dead colt was lying; sniffing the colt before a small gasp escaped the lifeless little creature. The colt’s eyes snapped open to stare up at his massive beast of a father; quick little breaths being pushed out and pulled in from his tiny lungs. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; HellBorn ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian ll eight years old ll 19 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

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[atrb=background, img834.imageshack.us/img834/97/middlea.jpg] it was time....or else it had been time for quite a while. when she had started to feel the pain washing over her she had called for the apes. that had the same reaction that she had wanted to..screaming and jumping about like they had been infected with disease. well, then that led to the damned doctor running in and telling her that she was in labor. great....just fuckin fantastic. the blue roan femora did not want to think about the past at the moment. she had to be in the present in which required her to be strong. the mare brought in a large breath as she began to push from her side. skadi had refused to move, so she was in hellborns and hers chambers giving birth to their first offspring together. nares worked hard to supply her with the oxygen that she needed to survive. but the lack of was starting to make her feel light headed. skadi continued to push until she felt something give way from her rump. crown perched upwards to look at the roaned filly before her. fangs grasped at the casing that enclosed her small child and soon she began to lick at the fluids that surrounded her. pinnacles perked upwards to make sure that her offspring was breathing correctly. good, she was healthy. but something was wrong. the afterbirth had not spilled from her like it should have. she knew from past experiences, meaning hex, that it should have. a groan sounded from her kissers as she quickly put the two peices together. their was another one. skadi worked quickly to push out the second offspring, the twin to her first. it took little time to expel this one because of its smaller stature and such. skadi did the same thing that she had done with the filly...she grasped at it and began to lick away the film. but their was something wrong. towers inched closer to the unmoving body of the black overo and she could have sworn that her own heart had stopped. her little boy was dead. despair ran through her as a tear began to slowly run down her cheek. this could not be! their was no reason that this boy should not be breathing! both her and hellborn were healthy, they contained nothing that could have caused this. but still it happened and it was leaving skadi heartbroken. dark blue orbs moved towards where the filly should have been but she already saw that she had gotten up on her own, showing that she was strong. good, she would need that trait in the northern territory. skadi turned her upset gaze back onto her colt when she noticed that a black mass was also in the room. hellborn... she whispered desperatly as another tear streaked down her cheek. skadi leaned into the nuzzle that he gave her but then something caught her attention. towers moved closer to the colt that was now sucking in breaths lightly but greedily. he was alive! a chuckle sounded from her kissers as she allowed her crown to fall back down to lay. she needed some rest and hopefully hellborn would join her. she was in a fragile stage right now even though both of their babies were healthy. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Skadi ll quarter horse x stock horse x paint horse ll six years old ll 15.3 hh ll extra speed ll dark blue eyes ll YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img718.imageshack.us/img718/2019/middlet.jpg] HellBorn’s muzzle dipped the wipe his queen’s tears away but the gasp that was brought from the tiny body took his attention. The colt was barely alive but he was alive! The colt made attempt to move as his sister had rising to her feet quickly to show despite being small she was strong and healthy. HellBorn let his muzzle rub the still wet colt whom barely lifted his head to look at his father. He wasn’t afraid of the massive beast but simply stared at him through bright blue optics. He snorted and laid his head back down flicking his tail in a lazy manner still laying behind his mother. The doctor ordered the apes to move the colt to his mothers side as she seemed to want to rest. HellBorn snorted and nudged the filly to lay down next to her brother moving around so he could lay on his queens other side. He nuzzle her neck softly and began to groom her withers in a comforting manner. ”There beautiful Skadi” he told her nuzzling her cheek gently with a smile. The ebony brute looked at the two beauties laying at his queens side. HellBorn raised his head to see Hex standing in the door way. ”You can come in, Hex” HellBorn said to his son. He knew the colt may be a little nervous after how harshly his mother had taken to birthing him but both these foals were probably half the size of Hex for that matter. From what he could tell the birthing had been easier but of course having birthed two foals it was exhausted. ”The roan is a filly and the overo a colt.” he informed Hex. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; HellBorn ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian ll eight years old ll 19 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[simon]

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[atrb=background, img844.imageshack.us/img844/7000/middlen.jpg] she was exhausted...their were no if, ands, or buts. the birth of twins was starting to take a dramatic toll on her. a sweat had broken out across her blue overo hide as her body rose and fell with exasperated breaths. body went into overdrive as she tried to compensate her exhaustion witht he amount of oxygen that was being brought in to replenish her body. skadi grew dizzy and her crown dipped to the side before she could catch herself to show that she was not weak. she had enough enemies here that she knew that if they saw her weak...they would murder her near her offspring. she knew that they would not give a damn! not give a damn that her blood was shed until Hellborn was after them. the femmora grew worried with her thoughts and dark blue pools darted around, looking for anyone that she could not trust. daggers worked at the chambers mountainous ground as she tried to raise herself from the bed but something stopped her. legs gave out from under her and she fell desperatly back to the bed and its sheets. a grunt escaped through her maw as she fell down but a new comfort swept over her. pinnacles pricked forwards as she heard the voice of hellborn, her love. skadi watched as the apes moved her babes to her side and she allowed her muzzle to reach out and touch both their crowns. then she felt the black behemoth lay his body down beside hers and she let out a sigh as she his fangs working gently across her withers. she felt safe now with hellborn at her back and her babes at her side. she was content. hex moved towards tha chambers doors as he eyed the two new foals that lay by his mother. she had given birth to twins...how lucky she must feel. hellborn must also be excited...he know had a colt and filly of his own...and also hex. towers perked and he obeyed...daggers clicking as he walked in. pools gazed over the roan and the overo and he stood in a moment of awe. look at my little brother and sister. hex wore a grin across his maw as he stared at the two babes at his mothers side. the roan seemed to be of a rebellious kind..and he couldnt help but let a chuckle run from his vocals as he watched her get up quiclly onto her unproportioned leg to body ratio. the roan filly let a squeal run from her kissers as she pranced lightly into the airs. plodding carefully, she approached her mother and father that lay side by side. small fangs darted outwards as she grabbed at the black behomoths forelock at an attempt to play. chuckle escaped her kissers as she danced backwards...nearly falling onto her rump. quickly, she trotted to the back of the black stag and dragged her front appendages over his barrel. crown fell atop her fathers large bodice as she focused on hearing his heart beat. a small whicker worked from her nares towards her parents and her appearent brother from what he was saying. this was her family... ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Extasii ll chestnut roan ll newborn ll 17 hh ll perch x shire x lipizzan x friesian x dutch x mustang x paint ll Sniff ll bluish grey eyes ll Born here, YEAR 1, FALL ll northern Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, img822.imageshack.us/img822/97/middlea.jpg] He could see that it had taken a toll on his queen. She had lathered up in a sweat and she was seeming to panic a little under the foals were tucked at her side and he was laying behind her. A soft smile placed on his kissers as she let out a relaxed sigh. The brute was quick to notice his stepson walking in the room. His smile widened seeing the older colt eye the two newborns that rested at his mothers side. HellBorn was proud of the two babies laying at his queen’s side; despite their size now he knew they would grow to be strong and healthy members of the north. He had no doubt that the filly would have that massive fire in her that her mother had; the colt he wasn’t so sure about. He seemed quiet now but he could just have his mother’s fire as well. It was yet to be seen as he refused to stand or even nurse yet. The little overo stared at his brother with wide blue eyes. He snorted softly and looked at the bigger colt he would learn to call brother. He blinked a few times snorting again unsure he looked back at the one he knew was his mother and the brute he knew as his father flicking his tiny auds back and forth nervously. His eyes almost went out of his skull when he watched his sister stand. She was so tall! He could only guess how tall mommy and daddy were when they stood! If this guy in front of him was big! He nestled closer to his mother’s side and whimpered burying his face in her shoulder. He didn’t understand all this! He was just born and there were all these new horses and new things going on. Right now he just wanted to nap but he felt a strange urge that he was not used to. He looked around to his stomach when he heard a strange sound. His stomach rumbled to signal the little colt was hungry. The ebony behemoth could see the tiredness in the tiny colt as he hid from his older brother in his mother’s shoulder but seemed confused and looking around at everyone as his stomach rumbled. A chuckled was emitted from the stags kissers at the colts unsure face. He seemed to not quite be able to find where the noise was coming from. HellBorn smiled as their filly pranced around showing she was strong and already about to tackle the world as she did grabbing onto his forelock. He grunted but let her knowing a this point she could do no harm. He craned his neck as she pounced on his large barrel and her petite cranium dropped onto his bodice. He nuzzled her gently; nares flaring as he took in her scent knowing it well enough now. All of his family in the same room… The ebony overo snorted softly as he watched his sister pouncing about. Something suddenly rose in him and his legs went underneath him but he only stumbled a few steps to come crashing to the ground in front of his brother. He shivered on the cold stone floor looking up at the other painted stag. He glanced back at his mother and father with a look of shock and then up at his brother nickering and nudging his foreleg. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; HellBorn ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian ll eight years old ll 19 hh ll telepath & extra strength ll dark grey eyes ll Born here, returned in YEAR 1, SPRING Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by ME; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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