The Ultimate Form of Betrayal [Open] Aug 28, 2014 9:33:14 GMT -6
Post by Trinity on Aug 28, 2014 9:33:14 GMT -6
M A I M
Spotted hide expanded to except its fate, a child grew inside my womb. A sickened feeling remained deep within my gut the more days that passed. He would pay for this one way or another. The stallion was a sick bastard that i once cared for deeply. I was his sister i was never meant to carry his spawn. A snarl fell from my lips, as i debated on how to deal with him. He would no longer be my brother he was a hated son of a bitch. The child inside of my womb would be dealt with one way or another either i would kill it upon its first breath or teach it to hate him just as much as i did. My heart ached because of how much hatred that grew inside of my body. I never wanted to hate family, but it was his doing. The scars from where his pillars grasped my sides. A light fog surrounded my spotted bodice. The air thick, and felt like they were meant to suffocate those that did not belong. Miss matched orbs blinked and a heavy deep hearted sigh fell from my kissers as I looked down at the ground. The leaves surrounded my daggers as if they had given up on life and were now laid on the ground dying in agony. My dainty pillars refused to dance as they once had, they were tired and no longer seemed to care. This pregnancy was a hard one on my body, maybe it sensed i did not want it, maybe it would be my punishment for caring for my family so strongly. I wanted another foal but not the way this was conceived, not with who was the father. I guess a child is a child, but this child is wrong.
IF it comes out not completely deformed it will be a surprise to me. Crimson pillars moved slowly, my mane matted, my pelt no longer slick and glorious. He did not break me, he could never break my spirit. The fog continued to dance around my spotted bodice, as i moved. A gentle call was released from my kissers, hoping to get someone that i wished to actually see. A dark nicker was returned through the fog, my listeners flickered back and forth as my cranium raised itself. A gentle smile returned to my lips as my mind registered the call. The frame was large, much larger then my own. The beast grinned gently as his long tail whipped from side to side. He reached it out to move underneath my cranium, lifting it up to meet the golden glow to his cloudy white orbs. Sooty buckskin roan frame stood protectively over her spotted frame. "Mother." His smile soon faded though when he studied her. "you know this means i'm never leaving your side again." I nodded gently as i leaned against his side taking in his scent that had long left my nostrils.
"I've missed you Gladiator." I said to my over protective son, but i wish i had him around to prevent this. His large frame was enough to intimidate even the scariest bronc. The now grown bronc's skin was like armor, as well as spiky it was hard to penetrate leaving him as a great body guard. He had once been a guard of the outlands, but had left to pursue other things.Spotted frame lowered to the sod and gladiator watched over me. After a little while he moved, wrapping his much larger frame around me, his eight foot tail wrapped protectively around my frame. I often wondered how my son was so large standing at nineteen hands, while i stood at only sixteen point one and his father at only sixteen point three. My anger was lowered with Gladiators return, but my mind continued to plot on how to deal with my sick brother.
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