- it's like two gods and a joker - {freedom}

[ForeverPain]

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[atrb=background, i50.tinypic.com/jfcmk5.jpg] [scrolly:h(141),w(550),sy,c()] The femme was finally allowed to go back to their chambers with the colt she had birthed only yesterday. The thought of her being a mother was still something new and scary as she looked down at the colt who was finally asleep. It had been almost all night that he hadn't wanted to sleep and was far more rambunctious then his dam was. Nexus was still feeling sore and exhausted from giving birth to the large creature though she knew that he was her future. Or rather their future. He was going to be the heir to the throne that they were going to take; hopefully soon they would get it but this colt was going to make things a little slower. When he was a year old it would be easier; hopefully at that point he could care for himself well enough. The party colored femme slowly drug her bodice off of the large bed and looked down at the colt who fanatically scrambled to his feet in fear of being left or that his mother was going to leave him. He grunted and squealed over and over again bumping her side repeatedly with his muzzle while his little frame was pressed against her larger one. He was so worried to be left alone by his mommy it was amusing. Nexus smiled down at the little colt and rolled her eyes not paying him anymore mind then that. ”Come on Shatter we can go home.” she told him taking a hold of his ear and tugging at hit. The vixen began to walk out trying to make sure she didn't trip up the spindly legged colt that was glued to her side like his little life depended on it. Of course it honestly did but it was just funny to be needed that much. Maybe being a mother wouldn't be so bad but she was still nervous. Her mother had always been a bitch and she wasn't sure she wanted to be that way. She wanted her colt to know that she loved him but he wasn't allowed to be a sissy. Was it that hard? The colt seemed so interested in everything around him but he wasn't willing to leave his mother's side to explore it. As soon as they entered their room Nexus felt more at ease and nudged the colt forward to make him explore. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Nexus ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian x paintaloosa x warmblood ll four years old ll 17.1 hh ll telepath ll green eyes ll Born here, 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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[Freedom]

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[atrb=background, i50.tinypic.com/snytmt.jpg] It soon came to his knowledge that movement was happening around him. He didn't lift an ear he was so tire. The large stallion's position wasn't exactly what you'd call comfortable, but what did you expect? He hadn't planned on falling asleep on guard duty. Then a coldness spread on his side and underside of his wing indicating that Nexus had gotten up. Then, he felt a tug on his ear and words. He caught, "home." And just like that, he heaved himself up with a spurt of energy. ”'Home?' As in, out of the caverns?” He said dumbfoundedly staring at her. He lowered his head, following the pretty mare and odd colt. A warm feeling was nestled in his heart when he looked at the fellow. But he couldn't help but feel suspicious of it. He took a few larger steps to catch up with the two and gave out a loud dis-contented snort. ”I can't wait to leave this damn hole.” he mumbled to Nexus, a sour expression on his face. He missed the wide open areas where he would spread his wings and jar at trees with his antlers. Then he sighed. ”Are we going back to your little cavern in the rocks? Or back outside?” the thought just occurred to his tired head. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Shatter ll Stallion ll 4 years ll Black coat, w/white lacing || Amber Eyes ll 20.3hh || Main Power: Strength || Species Power: Hellfire || Species: Gorg || Black bat wings || Antlers atop his head || Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Awesomeee 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, i50.tinypic.com/jfcmk5.jpg] [scrolly:h(141),w(550),sy,c()] She almost felt guilty as he seemed to be so excited. No they weren't going outside much to what she thought would be his dismay. The fae sighed heavily and shook her head. ”Hun I'm sorry.” she started with not sure how to burst his bubble when he seemed so happy about possibly going outside. But she didn't want her baby outside just yet. He needed to get stronger and all before he would be allowed outside. Not to mention she didn't want him out in the cold air. It just wasn't going to be fair in all honesty. He was a little baby right now. ”Shatter we've gotta stay in the caverns. He isn't ready to go outside. Not to mention it's cold out. He will die if he goes out there.” The maiden sighed and gathered herself and the colt to go back to her cavern. At giving the colt a few weeks before he went outside would get his immune system strong before he was allowed out and about. Then he would possibly have his wings grown out enough to start flexing them and getting the muscles strong. ”I know you can't dear. I know you can't.” she assured him. It was clear he was used to wide open spaces and of course the tunnels were totally built for someone like him. They were built for large built creatures but the antlers weren't helping. At least her room was large and had a very high ceiling. It would be a good place to keep their baby safe. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Nexus ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian x paintaloosa x warmblood ll four years old ll 17.1 hh ll telepath ll green eyes ll Born here, 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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[Freedom]

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[atrb=background, i50.tinypic.com/snytmt.jpg] One look at the mare's expression immediately drained him. They were never going to leave this hell hole. At her explaining he gave a very loud displeased snort and stomped his large round front hoof on the packed ground. His tail swished over his rump and his ears layed back. It was only a quick gesture, but an angry one, with lots of moving parts. ”We can't be too soft on him Nexus. I understand he's your first foal, but we can't keep him hidden from the world like so many others seem to do. You want him to end up soft like the South?” The words spilled from his mouth. As soon as he'd said those words, he knew that Nexus was right. It was probably better if they kept the little foal inside. His head dropped in mild defeat, and his lungs deflated into a short unhappy sigh. He knew that the dreadful place was made for giant horses, but every moment it felt like the walls were slowly closing around him. Her comforting words to his previous statement about how he couldn't wait to leave didn't make much of a difference, except that he was saying them in the first place. She really was starting to sound like his mother. ”Well. Are we going?” He said patiently. His amber eyes slid over to the strange little foal, so delicate. He couldn't help but be transfixed by him even being there. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Shatter ll Stallion ll 4 years ll Black coat, w/white lacing || Amber Eyes ll 20.3hh || Main Power: Strength || Species Power: Hellfire || Species: Gorg || Black bat wings || Antlers atop his head || Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Awesomeee 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, i50.tinypic.com/jfcmk5.jpg] [scrolly:h(141),w(550),sy,c()] The moment she seemed to speak it honestly appeared to make him angry. Well it wasn't her fault that the baby would need to get his strength up before entering the harsh weather of the north. He had that luxury versus many of the foals here. They were normally forced to die in the cold weather so it left many without their babies. She didn't want that for her own little baby to have to suffer in the cold harsh world that was going on right now outside. He needed to be a strong healthy creature before that happened. At least if he stayed in the Inner Reaches then he would have other foals to play with and play fight with. At her mates snap her harks were instantly buried in her tresses as she glared at him teeth bared. It was obvious that the colt knew something was about to happen and instantly seemed to recoil behind his mother just as he should. He was nervous and worried that something was about to go down between mommy and daddy as he rightly should. ”Don't you dare tell me how to raise my son. You rememeber that the only reason you are here and in the position that you are in is because of me. Mind your manners and don't you EVER tell me what to do and how to do it ever again.” she warned him in a low tone as her eyes narrowed at him. She had been told what to do all her life by stallions and as she got older she wasn't willing to take the shit anymore. She whipped around causing the colt's little feet to scramble underneath him so he didn't get knocked over. He trotted nervously at his mother side blowing quietly while his nostrils flared worried about nervous about what he just transpired. He had to move quickly just to keep up with his mother who was walking quickly through the halls to get to her room. Once inside she flopped down onto the bed followed by the colt. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Nexus ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian x paintaloosa x warmblood ll four years old ll 17.1 hh ll telepath ll green eyes ll Born here, 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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[Freedom]

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[atrb=background, i50.tinypic.com/snytmt.jpg] Honestly, he didn't register what she was even saying. All he knew was that she was pissed big time. Okay, that's not entirely true. As he did register what she was saying, he began licking and chewing. Thinking. He head the little hooves behind her scrambling around, obviously she'd upset the Jr. She didn't even give him a chance to get a word in edge wise. He knew he was in trouble. And so my friend, this is how he found himself following a princess with their newborn colt through the inner caves of an overlord in the North of some strange land with all kinds of odd powers. When she entered the cave and flung herself down, he hovered by the doorway. Anxiously weaving. His head was racing as he looked at the two. Emotions were so ridiculously high in there. After a while, he spoke, a bit awkwardly. ”So... Uh. Plans?” He said, not really knowing what the hell he was supposed to say. He asked in a way of indirectly asking for her permission to enter. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Shatter ll Stallion ll 4 years ll Black coat, w/white lacing || Amber Eyes ll 20.3hh || Main Power: Strength || Species Power: Hellfire || Species: Gorg || Black bat wings || Antlers atop his head || Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Awesomeee 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, i50.tinypic.com/jfcmk5.jpg] [scrolly:h(141),w(550),sy,c()] Nexus was not in the mood to deal with the brute his bullshit attitude about going outside. It wasn’t like she wanted to be trapped in here all the time but she didn’t have a choice now did she. She was supposed to stay in the tunnels like a good girl. Only every now and again did she venture out unless it was the warmer months. Of course in the north there really weren’t warmer months; or not totally warmer. She sighed softly and shook her head not wanting to talk to him for the time being while she was angry at him. Her caudal whipped back and forth as the colt trotted at her side nervously glancing back at his father every now and again unsure of whether or not he was supposed to communicate with his father or now. He whimpered and hugged his mother’s side lipping at her shoulder nervously in a comforting manner. She looked up at him snorting as he asked what plans she had. ”My plans? My plans are to sleep because I am so physically and mentally exhausted. I am going to sleep. I don’t know what you are doing.” she said huffing heavily and throwing her head down not wanting to deal with him right now. The colt was moving about and walked to his father bumping his chest and whining. He was upset that they seemed to be fighting and didn’t understand why for that matter. Had he done something wrong? Was it his fault. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Nexus ll Gorg(3/4) x Qatar(1/4) ll four years old ll 17.3 hh ll telepath and hellfire ll green eyes ll Born here Year 1 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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[Freedom]

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[atrb=background, i50.tinypic.com/snytmt.jpg] It was extremely obvious he was to leave her alone. Every inch of her spoke more then a million words. His ears flicked back uncertainly and he looked at his son, uncertain. The little foal came over to his sire, and he felt the soft press into his chest as the little colt bumped him. A smile lit the corners of his dark mouth. That little curve and wrinkle of a happy expression led to a curve and a wrinkle in his eye as he gazed down at the foal. Its delicate limbs held so much potential, and he thought about those little stubs on his fine little back. He gave a low nicker of consent and nudged the young colt playfully. ”Prometheus” he said. Deciding not to ask Nexus about the name right now, he didn't want to upset her further. His long black tail swished lazily and his back foot cocked in a general appeal of laid-back appearance. He didn't really have anything to be especially excited over. Other then that awful feeling of the walls slowly sucking you in and getting smaller and smaller. No, he'd gotten used to that kind of torture. By the time he was out of this place he'd be a master at withstanding the worst kinds of imprisonment. No one would be able to crack him. This little kid however, he needed to understand flight, he needed to love space. It would be one strange upbringing for him that was for sure. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Shatter ll Stallion ll 4 years ll Black coat, w/white lacing || Amber Eyes ll 20.3hh || Main Power: Strength || Species Power: Hellfire || Species: Gorg || Black bat wings || Antlers atop his head || Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Awesomeee 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, i50.tinypic.com/jfcmk5.jpg] [scrolly:h(141),w(550),sy,c()] The colt nickered up at his father as the brute began to speak to him which made his thorns pirck forward. He snorted and took a step back to look up at his father and then did his best to attempt to stand on his little hind legs which was supposed to be a rear although he couldn't quite get it. He whined and huffed butting his father's shoulder with his head clearly wanting to play. That was what he wanted to do without another foal around. He needed to play with his father or his mother for now until he was well enough to at least go and play with others. Nexus hoped he would be the top of his class against the other colts but that was a few months away. She assumed that he would do well just like she could have imagined Shatter would have been. But of course she knew that it would be time and lots of training before he came a large powerful strong creature like his father was. She drifted off to sleep with those thoughts in her head. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Nexus ll percheron x shire x lipizzan x arabian x paintaloosa x warmblood ll four years old ll 17.1 hh ll telepath ll green eyes ll Born here, 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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