[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,482,true][atrb=height,692,true][atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/uphls.png,true] status complete | words ### | for for | muse muse It was time, that much she had known. Though, with the virus attacking her she'd been terrified to leave Ahon, and the safety that Admiral brought, so she'd fond a hide away in the land a small number of days ago where she curled up, fighting back the pain of a headache, now mirrored with the pain of the contractions as the foal fought to enter the world. Her body quivered, her back arching faintly, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt another contraction - another desperate ploy of her body to rid herself of the foal. A foal she'd been trying to get out since the contractions had started earlier that morning. It was well into the afternoon now, and she was almost done she was certain. Her thoughts proved to be true as she broke free of the headache with one final push, the foal sliding to the grass, and laying still. Her heart thudded to a near stop in her chest, before instinct took over as she cleaned off the little grulla foal, noting the minimal reverse brindling, much like her own coat. Dear god, don't let it be dead. As she cleaned the foal - which she noted was a colt, tears sprang to her eyes - again. Fuck this crying shit. Her breath wobbled in her chest as the foal took a huge breath, and instantly she crushed the thing to her side, relief flooding towards her center until she saw the way he'd jumped at her touch. She paused then, turning to look at the foal and her blood ran cold at the seeing his clouded green eyes. Her breath stopped, and her world died a little. No, no impossible. No! What have i done . . .. She struggled to her feet, watching the foal's ears flick towards her, before she helped him up as well, using her muzzle to push his legs up, guide him into how he needed to stand. "Oh, hijo . . . my sweet hijo. What have I done?" She whispered, before watching the foal take a staggering step to her, closer and pressing into her side, before instinct had his head dipping under her body. She squeaked, jumping as he started to suckle, before relaxing faintly and looking at him, his small fluff of a tail flicking back and forth, her heart heavy. "Hijito." She said softly, gaining the colt's attention as he pulled away, milk on his tiny whiskers, as he hastily tried to lap it up. A smile fell on her face, though a broken one, "Come, Hijo. Let's find your father . . ." She said, using her muzzle to guide him closer to her side, showing him how to stick close so he could follow her easily. She helped him walk, noticing how he stumbled about a bit before getting more comfortable, his ears swivelling as he learned to pay attention to guide his steps. Her son, her dearest, first born son . . . Blind. What was Admiral going to think. She had failed him, him and their son. It was all her fault! "Come, hijo." She whispered again before this time sending out a heart wrenching whinny for the stallion, needing him hear now, with her. Her heart was breaking. Over the past few weeks, she'd cried so much, been so dependent on Admiral (which scared her as she couldn't fathom why) but at least her constant head aches were dimming, not as controlling and trouble some. They felt so much better it was true. She looked around, a shattered breath leaving her, crying out for the stallion, "ADMIRAL!" Her gaze turned apologetic as her son startled and stumbled into her, and she quickly steadied him, whispering apologies and holding him close. What had she done. "Singing" Shining NOTES HERE. table by [e-mail] ; stock by [e-mail] and [e-mail] do not use, steal, copy, or claim as your own

[atrb=width,598,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=000000] Admiral moved as fast as his feet could carry him. She was yelling for him, yelling in terror. What was wrong? What had happened? He was almost in tears, internally he was cursing up a storm at his stupid virus personality. Perhaps he was just plain scared and this wasn’t the virus. Either way he was flying towards Tango. It was bad enough she wasn’t his anymore. He frowned as he thought about how the stallion had stole her right out from underneath him. He hadn’t even paid attention. He just wanted to give up and go crawl in a hole somewhere. Finally he saw Tango in front of him and slid to a stop, his eyes falling on the foal. Something was wrong, and he couldn’t place it. He walked forward timidly, keeping his eyes on the foal. When he was closer, his eyes widened as he saw what was wrong, taking in the foals cloudy eyes. He stopped in his tracks and looked at Tango, seeing the distress and terror in her eyes. Oh, what were they going to do? He knew one thing though, even through his clouded mind. ”Tango, please, don’t blame yourself… These things happen. You did nothing wrong, my sweet Tango…” Count; 207 Comments; playing him with a different personality is so hard. lol Tagged; Tango/Dyz

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[atrb=width,598,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=000000] Admiral shook his head as tears welled in his eyes, trying to clear his virus fogged mind. The desperation in her voice hit him right in the heart and it tore him up inside. He could do absolutely nothing right now. Nothing at all to save her and his… their son. He smelled Capitan, nuzzling his side. His son.. his heir. Blind.. How could this happen to them? Why? What had he done to deserve this? Hadn’t he been punished enough in life already? He didn’t even know what he could possibly do to win her back, to take her away from this horrid Indra. His whole body shook in frustration, so unsure of what to do. He only knew he had to comfort her, he couldn’t let her leave without some form of comfort… ”Shhh, Tango, shh. I won’t leave you there, I promise… Some way, some how. I will come for you, my… my queen.” Even through his foggy mind, he knew his last words to her were completely true. Count; 172 Comments; x] Tagged; Tango/Dyz

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[/color]" Her voice was quiet, hushed with shock before a tiny smile appeared on the fiery spanish maid's muzzle, "Your queen . . . I . . . I'd like that, I think. To be your queen.[/color]" She glanced down at their son, a faint smile on her face, no longer as scared, as worried. Her king would come for her, they'd be able to raise their son easily. They'd be okay. Everything would be okay.


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[atrb=width,598,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=000000] A small frown lingered on Admiral’s lips as he watched the emotions play across Tango’s face. He hoped he hadn’t overstepped, that he hadn’t gone too far and had chased her off. He knew how she worked, she hadn’t want to come back with him to his herd to begin with and she was quite creeped out by the fact he had been watching her for so long. But slowly, he watched acceptance creep into her eyes and a his lips turned up in a smile. Your queen… I… I’d like that, I think. To be your queen. Admiral grinned and nuzzled her, then nuzzled their son, noticing that, despite his blindness, he was a very good looking foal. Having been born blind, perhaps he would still make a good heir. Admiral knew of other blind horses who lived on their own quite well. He looked at his queen and at his son, then sighed. ”You should be going… Indra will come looking for you soon… Just behave and don’t get yourself into trouble, I’ll come for you when I can.” Count; 181 Comments; So sad. ): Tagged; Tango//Dyz

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[/color]" She teased before sighing and nodding softly, "I suppose we should be . . .[/color]" She agreed sadly before moving closer to him and laying her head over his back in a silent embrace, "I never thought I'd say this, but . . . but I'll miss you, Addy.[/color]" Her words were soft, spoken for his ears only before she pulled back slightly, licking his cheek before nudging her son, herding him away, "I'll see you soon, Addy. I just know I will.[/color]" She said, managing a smile over her shoulder as the colt squeaked beside her, "¡Adios, papá!"

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