Let's Take A Trip [Syn x Scandal x Aph]

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. . .A P H R O D I T E. . . crying out for 'coup de grace' It had been a good time since Aph and Syn mended the confusion and misunderstandings that had taken place when he found out about Scandal. Since they talked things through time didn’t seem real, she had just recovered from what was a treacherous fate when she fell pregnant with her mate’s second kin. Life inside of her had bloomed and now movement was all the thing seemed to do, at times the kicks and movements were extremely painful and the mare would be bound to the walls of the cave they took shelter in every night but today she was free of the young spirts of life and she decided it was time for a journey with Syn and his young daughter Scandal. She walked with her boa held softly in the air, grace in her step as she proudly sported the swollen belly that belonged to not only her but Syn as well. Each step she took at a bit of prance in it and as they crossed through the terrains of RLTW, Aphrodite could think of only one other place they could be heading – The Lustrous Cove. Coming to a halt at the border before the ocean was in view the mare brought her mug to the side of her belly and nickered to her little baby. She was overwhelmed with joy before the creature was even born, every kick she felt herself grow one step closer to everlasting happiness, yes, it seemed the mare had finally found her happy ever after. Turing to Syn who was leading she smiled warmly, turning to Scandal she felt confused as to when she was going to question the growing size of the mare and the way she was acting towards it. She was unsure of how they would handle her if she rejected having a sibling and resented Aphrodite for doing this. However, she pushed these thoughts aside and smiled at her, reaching to nibble at her whither locks of mane nickering once again. Turning her attention to Syn she awaited him to speak her smile stayed warm as she tossed her whipcords and embraced the feeling of the cool salty breezes from the distant waters. | Text | Speech | 0366 | Trinity Muse: okay

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Syndicate

Ivory colored beast lead the trio from their home, Serpent's Sanctuary. Syn was pleased with his growing family and knew that SS was the place that he wanted to raise them. The stag enjoyed being a father and was just as proud when he witnessed Aphrodite's stomach started to swell, thus meaning that he succeeded. The stallion's mind traveled to his mates story of her past and how they tried and tried to make her carry their spawn. He almost chuckled at the thought, fools. They obviously had no idea what they were doing, complete and utter morons. Syn also knew the stress that had placed on her by killing her family and starving her for not conceiving caused the lack of child. Cremello skull moved back and forth as he removed the thoughts from his mind. Aphrodite decided she wanted to see the ocean and the stag agreed to escort her to the lands. She also wished to have Scandal tag along as well. The young flicka was over joyed that she would get to explore somewhere new. Tribe moved at his side as the stag lead them towards the ocean. Aph wanted to tell scandal that she would have a sibling, but Syn knew it was best to deal with her in her own special way. He knew very well how an only child could deal with the subject. Syn refused to have any siblings and still to this day wished to be the only one from either of his parents. He paused at the edge of the treeline, his tawny brown orbs studying the beach and the clear aqua. A moment passed and he turned his attention back to the mares, and scandals bird that rested on her back. Aphrodite was trying so hard to make Scandal adore her, the young ess did in her own way which was different from most.

Scandal followed her father and Aphrodite towards the beach. The flicka was over joyed to join them in their venture. Pale grey orbs stared at the mare's swollen stomach and narrowed her orbs slightly. She had seen other mares in this predicament and it was not long until they had a child. Narrowed orbs moved her her father, HOW DARE HE! WAS SHE NOT GOOD ENOUGH??? She questioned herself. She would always be the favorite no matter what was inside of Aphrodite. Scandal shook her skull removing the thoughts from her mind and tried to focus, she was the first born the best! her fathers true heiress to anything and everything. A snort left her nostrils as she continued on. Chaos would be her true friend like tribe belonged to her father. The bird was her best friend, he agreed to come along and her father allowed her to keep the eagle-hawk. He was a beautiful bird and she enjoyed him. The salty scent filled her nostrils as well as her mouth as they approached the beach, The mare's teeth nibbled at her withers and she formed a smile on her lips at the gesture. Scandal had grew accustom to hiding her true feelings, and had been silent since they left the sanctuary. Dun colored banner shifted back and forth against her sides and she pulled from them moving through the sand towards the water, chaos moved from her back flying over the water, before swooping down to grab a fish from the water and flying back to the treeline to finish the fish off.

Syn watched silently at his daughters movements as she pulled away from them towards the water he spoke, "I think she knows and is dealing with it the best way she knows how." The stallions words were true booming above the silence. "I do not believe trying to explain it will help her either, I believe the best way to deal with her thoughts on a sibling will come when he or she arrives and she realizes shes not yesterdays news." He admitted knowing that aph's attention would be pulled from scandal substantially for she would have her own child then. Syn would have to find a medium for them all. The brute pressed is ivory lips together as his red tipped ears shifted in the direction of his daughter.

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. . .A P H R O D I T E. . . crying out for 'coup de grace' Mare’s advancing sped up as she felt the padded sands below her, it was relaxing on her joints and helped ease the aches the extra weight brought. She watched the filly look at her, a questioning look on her face and the mare’s heart raced a bit but she kept her face warm and smiling. She would need to bond with Scandal for life to go smoothly from here on out, the last thing she wanted to do was put something between the filly and her loving father – even more so for his part. Having her seemed to even his attitude about himself he was more grounded and mature with her than she had witnessed him before the foal part of her missed the more disconnected part of him, the same part of her that missed Sinister for some twisted reason. She watched the filly’s companion as he left his perch and flew over the waters, optics watching as his skills came into play and he dove after a fish successfully picking le poisson from the grips of the water. Leaving the Eagle-Hawk aqua orbs traveled around the coast, seeing fins of dolphins sailing through the shallow waters the sun was rising higher in the sky as it hit about midday rays warmed the pelt of the mare to an uncomfortable hot for a pregnant mare and she advanced towards the water till about knee deep, watching as small fish came to inspect the intruding towers. Scandal went off to play and Syn began speaking I think she knows and is dealing with it the best way she knows how. A look came onto the mare’s face she was unsure in this situation being an only child herself she didn’t know what the feelings were the young vix was put under. She was confused at how to approach this situation but had the confidence in Syn to know how to handle it, she didn’t want to step over the line by saying anything to the filly and would let her father handle it unless directed otherwise. I do not believe trying to explain it will help her either, I believe the best way to deal with her thoughts on a sibling will come when he or she arrives and she realizes she’s not yesterday’s news. Nodding the mare took in his words, the filly was not her own but she was doing her best to make her comfortable around her, it was not an easy thing for the mare to do either so both parties were at war. Never the less, Aphrodite would not dismiss the filly any more than she could help once the foal was born she would still feel fond of the filly and would promote equal treatment between the two. She is your daughter, Syn. I trust she will be able to handle it. Her words flowed past her kissers and she left a pause between speaking again I respect she’s your daughter and will not interfere unless you want me to. However, my feelings and treatment towards her will not be altered by the new foal. She was unsure if she was saying the correct things at the correct time but she played it cool and let the surf’s waves lightly lap the side of her, coming up onto the swollen womb waking up the restless foal that began to move again. I wonder what it’s like in there… she looked back at her kin within her womb and her words almost drifted off of her tongue in a thoughtful lyric, she then looked back at the stag. | Text | Speech | 0608 | Muse: okay

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Syndicate

Crimson daggers pressed firmly into the sand as he pushed towards the aqua water. The sand giving way beneath his weight and the sand pushed up the sides of his dagger, the sand was warm underneath. The stallion was silent as he followed her, the sound of her voice made its way to his listeners. The water was cool as it moved up his spotted pillars, Aph was shorter then him and he moved a little farther into the water until it touched his belly. The salt burned his scars that never healed properly he grunted dealing with the pain the best way he could. He remembered her words, "She is your daughter syn." Those are the words that worried the stallion the most. He paused for a moment as his tawny orbs followed to the mare, "That is what is the most worrisome, Aphrodite. I never allowed either of my parents to have more children, not that it would have matters as far as them having them together, but I never wanted to share." Pale pink lips pressed together. He was pleased that Aph would not intervene in the situation and truthfully it would be for the best. He nodded that she would not change and he hoped that she honestly realized how chaotic it would be. Syn was more then willing to take it on as they were both his spawn and Scandal would cling to him even more, thus he would do his best to keep the little one happy. He moved for a moment shifting his weight before lowering his mug to the water, for only a moment splashing it towards her gently. Aph questioned wondering what it was like inside of the womb and his maw parted, "I am unsure, probably comforting feeling safe at least while it grows." He added with a light grin.

Scandal moved through the aqua colored waters following her friend as he glided back to the woods to consume his meal. The eagle-hawk was her best friend and she couldnt help but smile when she thought of the little creature. Light grey orbs followed her father and aph as they moved deeper in the water. She was not sure what to think other then she felt as if she was pushed to the side, as if she was not good enough so they needed to get another. She shook her skull moving through the water, it splashed against her creamy pelt, as she moved a call was sent from Chaos and she smiled her attention leaving the water and moving up the sandy terrain. The stretch wasnt long for the filly, but her excitement caused her to trip a few times, as the sand gave way underneath her daggers. A snort escaped her nostrils as she reached the edge of the forest, Tribe chirped and Chaos called out his friend. Scandal shook her dome at the duo, her light grey orbs looking back at her father and Aphrodite. A strange smile made its way to her fun colored lips, while she knew she would get yelled at she turned and ventured farther into the treeline. Tribe moved back and forth. while chaos perched himself on her back his talons digging into her flesh as the young ess took off. A giggle escaping her lips then as she glided through the trees excitement to be alone for the moment, and not constantly studied by the guards back home.

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. . .A P H R O D I T E. . . crying out for 'coup de grace' Gulls flew overhead singing songs of prosperous hunting, swooping down every now and then in random order each taking their turn at plucking a meal from the sea of blue foamed waters. The circle of life continued around her as she stood belly deep in the blood of mother earth, the life inside of her active as always kicking up a furry. She stood at peace admiring all that was around her, watching Scandal off playing with her new friend, her best friend, free as could be – she was like that once. Young and unafraid, entitled to the world or so she thought. Shaking her cranium she turned back to Syndicate now deeper in the water, where her short frame would not allow her to travel as he grunted she wished she could comfort him but could merely shoot him sympathetic looks and listen to his tones as they flowed towards her That is what is the most worrisome, Aphrodite. I never allowed either of my parents to have more children, not that it would have matters as far as them having them together, but I never wanted to share. She watched him as he spoke about not allowing his parents to have any more children because he wanted them to himself. That was just like every other child, she never wanted to share he parents either however it was from an emotional state of mind and even she knew deep down that they would never forsake her because of another child. Smiling warmly at him she gave a small short giggle, he splashed water up at her and she lifted her leg and attempted to kick water at him but doing so unsuccessfully with her short limbs covered in the mess, she just managed to get herself. I am unsure, probably comforting feeling safe at least while it grows. She smiled looking back at the moving bundle and spoke regarding his previous speech It’s a common fear in children, not wanting to share the attention, but after a while it wears off. It is better because not only do you still have the love of the parents but you now have a sibling to confide yourself in. she looked back at him and smiled. She didn’t know first-hand but she had seen it happen with the foals she grew up with. Quiet erupted from the duo, the running out of the water was the only sound that rushed, aqua orbs fallowed her keeping an eye on her just in case. She ran to the forest line where her friend had gone and Tribe as well, a smile formed as she heard the two creatures begin to carry on in play until it went silent. A few minutes passed and the mare was fine, turning to look at Syn before turning back to the forest line and then beginning to panic. Her orbs darted the boundary until she looked at Syn one last time frantically and darted out of the water at a suddenly fast pace, forgetting about her current condition and worried only about the little filly that meant the world to Syn. She stopped at the border finding the area where the two beasts turned up the eath and stood breathless, grimacing at the sudden stabbing pain in her stomach. Ignoring the pain she started in a trot circling the area attempting to find prints. | Text | Speech | 0571 | Muse: okay

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Syndicate & Scandal

Syn had admitted his childhood self and how he had reacted to the thought of siblings, but he left out the main fuel behind it. It was not fear that controlled it, it was a sense of power, mainly control. The colt craved control and still to a point did, this is why he had everything he wanted. The stallion did not rest until what he wanted belonged to him, and now he had what belonged and would keep it forever. He blinked lightly as the thoughts consumed, they controlled him to his very core. Tawny brown orbs followed over to the minx silently listening as she spoke and he shook his dome then sky-blue locks flowing with him. "Its not about fear, Aphrodite. It's about control, I never shared never wanted to. And to be honest to anyone other then you it will never happen." He spoke then, in a way the mare was his weakness and through it all his brain knew to get rid of her would be best for his state of mind. He was unwilling to part with her now it would never happen. Tawny brown orbs gazed in the direction that Scandal had just been. The beast shook his skull as he could feel the panic raising in the painted mare to his side. The cremello stag was oddly calm, he did worry about his child but he also knew that she would not go too far for the ridicule would be farr too great, plus Chaos would give them away if Scandal wanted to know where she was going. The cremello stags' pillars pressed forward leaving the cooling but stinging waters. A quick trot moved behind the mare are the panic continued to raise inside of her. Aph circled the tracks and Syn smiled and managed to speak, "This worry is not good for you Aph. Scandal...will not get too far. We are much larger. Tribe will leave clues and if scandal gets lost Chaos will rise above the trees to look for us." The words were deep and oddly calm.


Scandal slipped from the beach knowing very well this would teach them. Tribe reluctantly followed Scandal but as the filly weaved through the trees, the fox would rub against them or scratch the ground. He knew that if he was not sneaky with his movements the young filly would try and leave him behind. Tribe was very well aware that this was his masters child and if she was harmed her father would harm him and with that the sandy red fox would not let her leave his sight. Chaos watched the fox and an almost silent caw left his beak, warning scandal. She shrugged it off and kept bobbing through the trees. She still felt betrayed but a part of her knew that he father would not abandon her, but here she was treating him the same way. Light grey orbs looked a head keeping her thoughts from the good parts about her father. She did not want to turn around she wanted to keep going, being her stubborn self she knew would one day be something that she would enjoy and would keep her from falling into drama.


Syn shifted his weight as he pushed into the treeline ready to follow her trail. "Come on Aphrodite I'll show you how Tribe really comes in handy." He admitted before silently following the trail, but still somewhat at ease knowing in her state true terror could push her over the edge. Spotted pillars weaved through the tree with ease the morning light pulling true full on heat to the lands. Scandal's scent was wild and all over the place. Making her trail a little more tricky to follow but the stag would not let his daughter get too far a head of him. 

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. . .A P H R O D I T E. . . crying out for 'coup de grace' It’s not about fear, Aphrodite. It's about control, I never shared never wanted to. And to be honest to anyone other than you it will never happen. Fear, Aphrodite lived in the shadow and nearly everything she had done since Sinister was controlled by it. The fact that she made it to where she was now, swollen with a child, on an outing with those she allowed herself to get close to, was nothing short of a miracle. Shadows still engolphed her mind, blinded her to the beauty in what she had found in life, from the absolute pureness of the swollen womb she wore that grew with every passing second. Sinister still whispered in her ear, told her she didn’t belong that she should be dead and she would eventually lead her new found freedom, her family and everyone she came into contact with to death. Only when she was with Syndicate did these thoughts flee from her mind, did the whispers become hushed and she did not fear the rising sun. She knew fear. And she could grasp where he was coming from, that he would feel ways she would never understand and just had to accept. But now as she journeyed and searched the floor of this dense forest for the tracks of Scandal, her heart raced, her stomach began convulsing and hardening with each movement but she still pressed onwards. This worry is not good for you Aph. Scandal...will not get too far. We are much larger. Tribe will leave clues and if scandal gets lost Chaos will rise above the trees to look for us. she halted her movements and shut her orbs, embraced the pain and convinced herself she could keep onwards a while longer. Come on Aphrodite I'll show you how Tribe really comes in handy. She looked into Syn’s direction and opened her orbs, aqua pools swollen and watery from holding back the urge to birth the child within her, and she nodded continued behind him and searched for clues along with him, she could smell the young filly and this calmed her mind, but now it was racing for other reasons. | Text | Speech | 0362 | Muse: okay

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Syndicate & Scandal

syn shifted his weight as he witnessed the stress that the filly had placed upon Aphrodite. Scandal would be disciplined for her causing worry. Syn would love his daughter for all his days no matter how many children he fathered she was his oldest the first and hopefully the only one truly just like him. He turned his attention to Aphrodite for a moment pain moved through her and he grew a little more angry with his child. He followed the trail that Tribe had left him. A scratch here a patch of hair there, against the trees. He spoke above the silence towards his child. "ALRIGHT SCANDAL THIS IS ENOUGH! GET BACK HERE OR YOU WILL BE PUNISHED SEVERELY!" Syndicates vocals were full of anger and he was beyond agitated at the situation he had been placed in. A child who wanted to pout and a mate close to having her own child. He shook his dome then sky blue locks moving back and forth. The stag then paused his listeners swiveling back and forth attempting to catch her movements and see if she was headed back.

Scandal snickered as she pressed through the trees playing in them. She truly enjoyed being alone it seemed. The sound of her fathers voice rose above the trees, and she knew then she was in trouble. The flicka lowered her skull then her dun banner shifting back and forth against her pelt as she turned around. Light grey orbs looked down at Tribe who chirped at her quietly. He turned as well leading the flicka back in the direction towards her father. The journey was not a long one, they were not too far behind her. Orbs looked down at the ground as she approached her father knowing that she was in trouble. "Sorry Father, Aphrodite." The filly managed as she raised her skull to look at them. Tribe moved swiftly back to Syndicate then, a look was passed from the flicka to the fox. it was one as if to yell TRAITOR! without actually calling him one. Scandal managed to regain herself as she shifted her ears forward waiting to be yelled at.

It was not long before she returned knowing that she was in trouble to make him yell out for her. Normally he would have chased her down, but with Aphrodite approaching having their child he knew that he could not leave her behind. Scandal apologized and he shook his head at her. "You're silly feelings of being forgotten have caused great distress Scandal. A simple sorry is not going to cut it, you know I love you and will not push you to the side. You will always be my child no matter what." Syndicate said to her trying his best to keep himself calm and to not hurt her.

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. . .A P H R O D I T E. . . crying out for 'coup de grace' Dark. That was the norm for the colt, he was used to just being , pressure around him was closing in though and something about it told him that his quant little life was soon to either end or change completely. Huffing the mare could not stand the pain anymore, the calls to the filly from her father echoed in the background as the mare gave into the pain and slowly lowered herself to the floor of the forest. Squeals escaped her maw as she attempted to cope with the pain, her orbs shot up to the sky above, aqua pools stared at the canopy above her, pleading for mercy from pain she could never have imagined. Her rear began to feel as if it was on fire and she knew that there was no turning back, she looked to Syn pain written all over her face and then shut her orbs praying he was looking away. Bearing down the mare felt the release of pain and the smell of labor behind her, her orbs fallowing after the fumes arising off of the sack behind her. This was it. She nickered back to her child, she stood herself up and then turned to her child, licking the mess off of his silver and white pelt. Turning her attention to his cranium the mare stopped for just a second, noticing her child’s third eye not yet open. She raised her invisible brow at it but nothing more, she rushed the babe to his feet and immediately knew what she would name him. Alastor What the fuck… The warm bundle that he had known was being wiped away from him, the world now, even though shut eyes, was bright. Annoyingly so. Cold swarmed around his body as a nudge urged him to stand up, frustrated the colt stood and opened his pools. A shock of pain struck him like he had never known and he wished for nothing else than to be back in his home that he had known before. Now before him stood a mare seeming proud of him for some reason or another, he looked at her through disoriented visionaries until three images became one. You're silly feelings of being forgotten have caused great distress Scandal. A simple sorry is not going to cut it, you know I love you and will not push you to the side. You will always be my child no matter what. Looking from her now nursing foal the mare looked towards the duo across from her, a smile on her face as she watched the moment between the two. She knew Scandal was not meaning to cause any trouble, and she did not blame the filly however she told Syn that she would not butt in when he was having talks with her and suck things and she would stick to it. Nudging the foal away from nursing after he had suckled a while she maneuvered him into the other’s view to where they could see him clearer. Meet, Alastor. Alastor? The colt supposed there could be worse things to be called, however the situation he was in could not possibly be worse. Two more strangers stood before him, they looked at him as this mare introduced him and he could not understand why she had done so. Did she not understand how little he cared about those around him? Did she not understand that if she was not his food source he would have done off with her already? Clearly she did not. | Text | Speech | 0594 | Muse: okay