Re: Broken wings (Spiritz)

[Spritz]

Quest nodded. "Yeah, I got scared. What was it?" She asked, curious as always. They reached the forests edge, and the thick dark tree's broke into a soft, green meadow, with a crystal stream cutting through it.

[Nicoco177]

"It was a bullet hitting my mom, you know, killer two leggeds." he said, remebering the sight and smell of blood...... it made him feel sick.

[Spritz]

"Oh." Quest's ears pricked slightly,and she broke into a slightly faster trot, into the meadow.

[Nicoco177]

Hurricane broke into a canter, his tail bobbing slightly in the wind

[Spritz]

Quest laughed as her tiny hooves splashed into the stream, and she braced her legs,lowering her small head and dipping her muzzle into the water.
(Hey, if it gets boring while they are babies, do you want them to grow up and turn into adults? I think thier gonna fall in love, but they shouldnt grow up for a little while yet.)

[Nicoco177]

(yeah, okay)
Hurricane laughed too, until he came to the water "what is this stuff?" he says poking a hoof in and spins around in the cool liquid (he's never seen water!)

[Spritz]

Quest snorted. "Water." Looking at it distainfully, her mouth felt dry, and her stomach rumbled in hunger. She didn't have any teeth yet, and she couldn't eat grass.

(Is it ok if a rancher finds them and bottle feeds them both untill they are old enough to leave?"

[Nicoco177]

(yeah)
He putts the liquid in his mouth and has the urge to swallow it, so he does "Ahhhh! I swallowed it!" he coughs.

[Spritz]

Quest frowned. "I'm hungry." She says, then trots out of the water. Lying down in the shade of a large willow, she rests her head on the ground, watching him.

(Or an older mare with milk?)

[Nicoco177]

(what ever you wish?)
Hurricane made a slight whinniy and started to swish his tail, when, his tummy rumbled "I'm hungry too...." he said, looking around, he would eat the grass, but he didn't have any teeth.... he carried on swishing his tail as he looked around for some thing soft to eat.

[Spritz]

Maybelle was finally reaching the end of her life. The old mare was swaybacked and thin, her health declining. She slowly walked into a lush meadow, her joints litterally creaking as she moved. Her eyes were dull, her breathing ragged. She knew she would die within a few months, if that. But she lie down in the shade of an old tree, looking much like her. Old, bent, and black. But, she had a full bag of milk, due to some sick young forcer. Her colt had been taken from her.

[Nicoco177]

Hurricane got fed up, he wanted food, he whinnied pawing the ground "Is anyone out there!" he whinnied, looking at the motionless field.

[Spritz]

Quest snorted, her head shooting up from the ground. Her tiny ears pricked forward, and she scrambled to her feet, her muscles tight and ready to run. Then she saw a bedragled mare limp her way into the meadow, and the tiny filly's heart went out to her. The old mare looked so, sad and old. She whinned to Hurricane and raced towards her.

[Nicoco177]

Hurricane whinnied back and raced after her, his heart racing as fast as he was.

[Spritz]

Maybell lifted her head at the sound of light hoofbeats, and lifted her head to see the crest of a tiny spotted mare racing towards her at top speed, followed closely by a smaller male. She struggled to her feet, her joints creaking, and gave the two a warm smile.
"What are you two doing all alone, where are you're mothers?"

[Nicoco177]

"My mother? oh......shes....ummmm.......dead" he said, giving a warm smile back to the mare.

[Spritz]

Maybelle looked taken aback, but the young filly nodded once. "They both are..." The small filly trailed off, then her stomach rumbled hungrily. Maybelle smiled kindly, gesturing to the source of milk. "You are both welcome to dinner, if you wish." She said softly, and Quest glanced at Hurricane.

[Nicoco177]

"But how? I can't eat anything coz I have no.... oh right!" he said, looking at Quest.

[Spritz]

Quest swallowed, but decided to trust this mare. She stepped forward, then began to drink hungrilly, the warm milk soothing her and trickling down her throat.

[Nicoco177]

Hurricane stepped forward uneasily, but trusted the mare so he steped forward and started to feed on the milk.

[Spritz]

Maybelle closed her eyes, happy that she was doing something helpful before she passed on. She cocked a hind leg, and relaxed.

Quest bumped muzzles with Hurricane, and gave an embarrased smile, her lips coated with white foamy, creamy milk.

[Nicoco177]

He laughed and carried on feeding until he could drink to more, he laid down next to the mare, he let out a groan as he sighed.

[Spritz]

Quest finished, daintilly extending one of her long front legs, and wiping her muzzle on it, before trotting around the mare and lying down, sidling up to Hurricane. Maybelle's front legs folded, and she also lie down, resting her head on her front legs.

[Nicoco177]

Hurricane was so full, he couldn't rest, he rolled onto his back and closed his eyes.

[Spritz]

Quest's eyes soon closed, and her breathing became deep and regular, the small spotted filly falling fast asleep.

(Hey, soon I'm going to make them a bit older, then Maybelle is going to dieD'X)

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