Wonder Why You Want Her... [[ ~Lexxie~, M ]]

[Saviour]

Cleo's head hung low to the ferns as she weaved her swollen stomach through the trees. She had been walking for what seemed like forever, and she ached from the added weight of the foal. The size was unusual, she knew, and she also knew that it was because of that stupid stallion who had forced her. Her teeth clasped together tightly at the thought of that day and she quickened her pace. The length of her strides making up for her inability to trot or canter. Cleo let out a small sigh of relief when the thick brush and trees broke into a light clearing. She stepped through the ankle-deep creek that separated her from the luxurious grass. The cool liquid relieved her swollen joints as she waded through it, and a small sigh came from her. It sounded more like a grunt, but it was out of pleasure all the same. Cleo heaved herself from the small valley and she moved to the very edge of the meadow. There was shade from a thicket, and the blueberry bushes offered a calming scent. As she laid down, she knew it would be a few hours before she went into labor. She rested her eyes, and let the small breeze caress her coat that shined with sweat. Her coat was back to its gorgeous appearance, but she didn't hold herself with pride as she had before. The large gashes had turned into dark, hairless patches along her ribs and she hated that he had marked her forever. Not with the stealing of her virginity but also with the visible sign of their rough interactions.

[Guest]

Amir's short, skinny legs carried him through the forest tirelessly. His dished head hung at the end of a beautiful arched neck. He was a perfect example of the Arabian breed. His petite hooves left tiny markings in the soft dirt. He scented a mare nearby, as well as a few stallions up ahead. Amir was never one to fight, and he knew that if he kept going straight, that is what it would turn in to. He took a sharp right and hopped into a brisk canter, his hooves in perfect rhythm. 1..2..3..1..2..3.. He counted the beats of his canter in his head. He jumped over a row of bushes and landed in the clearing where he saw a stunning paint mare. Her color was almost as unique as his. As if a genius took a paint brush and splattered a pattern on her that could never be repeated. He saw that she was in foal, and that there was no stallion around to care for her and nurture her in her suffering from carrying a foal. Amir stayed back, not wanted to startle the soon-to-be mother.

[Saviour]

Cleo flicked her ear violently at a persistent fly, and eventually tossed her head at it. The thrashing movement woke her from her slumber. She sighed and looked out at the meadow. A few mares were paired with their stallion counterparts, but none seemed alone like she was. Frankly, she was terrified. How was she going to survive as a first time mother, by herself? The thought clouded her throat, and she had to swallow several times to take a deep breath. Cleo nipped at her belly as the foal turned painfully in her womb. She winced, and shifted her position in hopes of calming the child. It settled finally, and Cleo looked back out at the meadow. A lonesome stallion had found his way from the forest, and he was gorgeous. Her eyes drank in his frame like a cool glass of lemonade on a hot summer day. She sighed softly, knowing he was most likely taken. With that unique coloring and dished Arabian nose, he was surely a father. With a small twitch of a frown, Cleo looked down at the grass and took a small mouthful of it. The sweet shoots glided down her stomach and she snorted softly at the pollen in the air.

[Guest]

He stared at the beautiful mare with his multicolored eyes, one ice blue, and the other dark brown. Amir walked closer to the lonely mare. Incase she wasnt co fortable around strangers, he stayed back a few meters. "Hello," he said softly. His words were as smooth as silk. "How are you, beautiful?" He just couldn't get over how gorgeous she was, from head to toe, she was amazing. He could tell she was alone. Amir couldnt smell the slightest scent of a stallion on her. His creamy pearl colored hooves stood square and proud, making the fairly short stallion look taller. A lot of mares did t like him because of his height. A mere 15hh. They thought he couldn't protect them. He would protect his mate with his life. That's all he wanted. Someone to love and care for. Maybe this mare could be that. "And, love, what is your name?"

[Saviour]

Cleo's body visibly tensed when the small stallion stepped over to her. She forced the anxiety back and looked up at him. Her icy blue eyes were glossy and bright. She offered him a sweet smile and couldn't help losing herself in his rare, amazing eyes. Cleo's ears stood erect as though they were taking the place of her slumped body. "I guess I'm well.... Considering" She said softly, her tail curling around her rump and folded hind legs. "I'm Cleo, and you are?" She said, and tossed her slender skull playfully. She hoped he wasn't like the last stallion she had met. If so, she would have to be careful about the birthing and leave immediately afterward. She nipped at her stomach when the child stirred, wincing all the while.

[Guest]

Amir could tell that she was very tense and nervous. He knew that she must've had some bad experiences with stallions. He lowered his head so that he could be a little bit more level with the resting mare. "Cleo. What a beautiful name, for a beautiful mare. My name is Amir," he said with a gentle, relaxed smile. Amir had experience with mares, he used to have his own herd back in the desert. Humans stormed his land and roped him and his mares, dragging the horses back to a stable. Amir was the only survivor of a horrible barn fire. Looking at Cleo made him think back to that day, as his pregnant mares were stuck in the barn as it went up in flames. Amir's ears were pinned, and he rose up into a tall, angry rear. He didnt realize what he was doing until he had landed back on the ground from his rear. He shook his head and looked at Cleo. "Im sorry... Some bad memories flashed into my head," he said, his previous smile fading into a horrified frown.

[Saviour]

Cleo's lips managed a small smile at his gorgeous smile, and she nodded. "It suits you" She said in return, and watched as his expression changed slightly. She shifted uncomfortably as he reared, and she managed to stand as he came down to the earth. Her ears were laced back tightly and she swung her rear back. Lowering her head slightly she snorted. The sound vibrated over her vocal cords and out of her maw. She flared her nostrils slightly, but listened to his voice all the seem. He seemed troubled, and she felt sort of curious. The last time she was curious, she had let her guard down. A loud snort rose from her and she thrashed her head. "I'm sorry" She said, though her voice was edgy.

[[ Grr, sorry haha ]]

[Guest]

Amir relaxed a bit, but the flashback kept rewinding and playing back in his head. He looked at Cleo and the awful thoughts flashed away. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean for you to have to get up. Why don't you lay back down, a soon-to-be mother needs her rest. Do you need anything?" he asked sweetly, as he forgot about the flashbacks. He stood short, but proud, his beautiful Sabino coat glittered in the afternoon sun. Amir would get some rest after he tended to anything his new acquaintance might need, as he had been traveling for quite a few hours before he found the lovely mare. He could still sense that she was very nervous, and he didn't blame her. He had just went from a sweet gentleman to an insane stallion and then back to the gentleman. "Great first impression.." he muttered about himself with a snort.

{Hehe no worries}

[Saviour]

Cleo sighed softly when he calmed, and she wriggled her top lip slightly. "Are you alright?" She asked, her voice a nicker that weaved through the ferns and trees. She flicked her tail and pricked her ears high on her head. Did he just ask if she needed anything? She turned her head slightly and then laid down carefully in the patch of grass like she had before. She glanced up at the small but beautiful stallion before her, and she lowered her nose to the ground. "I've got everything I need... I think...." She paused, and flicked her ears back slightly. "Yes, I'm all set" She said after a bit. She honestly wasn't sure what she needed, she wasn't sure about anything. She snorted softly and tucked her hooves close to her body. "Why are you helping me?" She asked him after a few minutes. Cleo wasn't sure that it was normal for a stallion to help a mare and foal that weren't his.

[Guest]

Amir smiled at her. "Do you mind if I rest here? It's fine if you rather be alone," he said gently. He was hoping to impress her, he would love to have such a beautiful creature as his mare. His small, curled-in ears perked up as she spoke. Amir listened carefully to her question. "I am helping you because I know there are evil things out here, wolves, forcers, maybe even humans.. I stumbled upon such a gorgeous mare, I couldnt possibly leave you alone, and if you're okay with me being here, I'd love to help you out until your foal is born," he said, staring at her beautiful eyes. He lowered his head and snatched up a piece of grass naunchalauntley [No Idea how to spell that], as he waited for her to approve his resting here.

[Saviour]

[[ Nonchalantly I think, and sorry it's so short ]]

Cleo shrugged "Go ahead" She said and pricked her ears forward. She offered a small smile and took a mouthful of greens. She could hear his voice, but she didn't look up. She was still sort of nervous about him, but his words were comforting. She swallowed the mouthful of meadow grass and looked up at him. "Sounds unusual" She said simply, and flicked her tail around her side. Her mane and forelock slipped over her neck and eyes at a breeze, and she flicked the hair out of her face. Her ice colored eyes gazed up into his abnormal ones and she smiled softly.

[Guest]

Amir gently folded his forelegs and dropped his body onto the soft, hunter green grass. He wanted to just look at her, the crimson patches decorating a creamy white body.. The ocean blue eyes that gazed around the comfortable clearing... She was perfect. A few minutes went by, and he decided to let silence win the battle between whether he should ask her what happened to the father or not. Probably too soon for that. The sun dropped behind the rigid mountains, and Amir's eyelids begged to meet together. Amir flicked his delicate ears back as he yawned. "Well, Cleo, why don't you go to sleep? I'll be here when you wake up, but I don't know where I'm off to after that.." he said with a sensitive smile. He decided to stay awake to make sure nothing happened to the mare as she slept. He knew that there were creeps wandering around in this forest..

[Saviour]

Cleo could feel the sleep tugging at her eyelids, but she held her head high in response. She wasn't going to fall asleep when she was this close to giving birth, she would be defenseless to any wolves or stallions that were out to hurt mares like her. Her nostrils flared as she snorted softly and she shook her mane out. His words caught her off guard, and Cleo turned her eyes to them. The stallion's gorgeous coloring looked as though they were blended by an artist, a perfectionist who was after the perfect color to paint his masterpiece with. Cleo pricked her ears forward, and his offer seemed heavenly. She tried to appear as though she wasn't tired in the least bit, but obviously failed. Her lips pulled into a small smile and she let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "Thank you" Was all she said, and she laid her head down on the soft meadow grass. The gentle scent of its green blades lulled her into a light sleep.

[Guest]

[[Should we skip to the morning or skip to the foaling?]]

[Saviour]

[[ Morning? I was thinking she would have the foal the next day, around mid-morning...? ]]

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