Shinari Isle :: Freegrounds :: Dewdrop Valley :: Mirror, Mirror Author Topic: Mirror, Mirror (Read 59 times) tether Guest Mirror, Mirror « Thread Started on Aug 8, 2009, 9:09pm » PalomaMy reflection, Dirty mirror, There's no connection to myself... "Damn this heat!" A highly aggravated and very pregnant mare waddled her way into the valley, panting and sweating with each laborious step. Her normally petite frame was swollen and heavy with child. Her dainty steps were transformed into thunderous plodding stomps as she dragged herself and her wretched unborn babe into the shade. There, the mare promptly collapsed, wheezing heated curses in between gasps for air. By the time the mare had regained her breath, she had called her foal's sire every horrid name she could possibly think of (including a few in foreign tongues she'd heard spoken once or twice but was still fuzzy on the meanings), and had wished her mother an equally nasty pregnancy. Rolling onto her feet with a great deal of effort, Paloma huffed indignantly and glanced around self-consciously, hoping not too many other equines had seen her floundering about like a beached whale. The very mental image made Paloma moan in horror. But she couldn't possibly look that bad, could she? After all, she was a natural beauty - a knockout! Surely she looked just as radiant and gorgeous as al...ways... A handsome stallion chose that very moment to pass the pregnant mare by. Paloma struck the most sensual pose she could manage (what with a bloated belly hindering her ability to get back up on her feet again) and batted her eyelashes at the stud, laying on her patented charm. This always won the boys over back home...but he didn't even look halfway interested. If anything, he looked disgusted. The moment he turned away, Paloma scrambled frantically to her feet, not caring how ridiculous or hideous she might look. She waddle-dashed to the nearest visible source of water - a little creek running through the valley center - and braced herself for the horror she would see in the water... But there was nothing different. Nothing had changed. If anything, she looked...well, healthier. Happier. Paloma scrunched up her face in confusion as she stared at her pretty reflection in the water. How could this be? She looked better than ever - she was damn near glowing - and that jackass still had the nerve to curl his lip when he looked at her? The sunkissed mare huffed, tossing her black locks over her shoulder as she lifted her head from the thin stream of water. "Hmph. Clearly that stud doesn't know what he's missing!" Paloma consoled herself, walking off as daintily as she could (despite the thunderous plodding) back into the shade of a flowering tree. She hoped that the tiny pink blossoms, stirred up and buffeted by the wind, would fall loose to land amongst her wavy black tresses. Surely that would heighten her appearance and make her that much more appealing to the passing stallions. It never once occurred to Paloma that her pregnancy might be the reason the stallion had curled his lip; for as much as she despised being pregnant and despised her so-called "mother's glow," the baby was simply not a factor for her. After all, she didn't plan on keeping the wretched thing once it was born. It would be dumped in whatever land they set aside for orphans here and she wouldn't think on it again. Once this bloody foal was out of her womb, it was no longer any of her concern. If anything, she thought with a wry smirk, the foal should be considered a bonus for whoever decided to take her home and add her to his collection. If she bore a filly, the lucky stallion that claimed her would be getting two harem mares for the price of one! And if it were a colt...Well... Paloma was sure that her new lord wouldn't mind having a whipping boy. I'm your lover, I'm your zero, I'm the face in your dreams of glass. Status ~ Complete Words ~ 623 Intended ~ Open to All <3 Comments ~ Haah, I love Paloma. Such a fun girl to play. x) Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Silence Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline dalilah... Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 195 Location: Nevada City, CA O-h say, let, us, buurn! « Reply #1 on Aug 9, 2009, 6:06pm » Amadeus hated the heat. Hated it like nothing else. He wished the fire-god Sting to death, and he wished all his children to death too. Heat brought fires, red-hot fires that burned and sparked other fires and singed Alm's coat as he stood in the middle of his terra. Fires chased him out of his home, tail a-burning and feet a-flying across the dirt and rocks and through the dying brittle grasses. Gold-bright sun-light, prying so infuriatingly into all of Ammy's affairs as if they were its own, that thing in the sky brought the sweat to his back and the spice from his step. The damn sun also sucked the water right out of the sea, drying the riverbeds and lakes until there was no water to cool his hocks or his throat. He had nothing to go home to but a field of burnt sticks, nothing to eat but dusty weeds, and only dirty forest water to quench his thirsty tongue. If this was what the heat would bring to Ammy's plate, he wanted no part of it. Amadeus had come to the Valley to see if Reka's River, so large and full, had stayed full through the drought. No such luck; the water lay stranded in shallow muddy pools, where it got waylaid by the rocks and sticks. He had drunk, of course, but he was not two steps away from the dry bed before he wanted more. No, needed more was more accurate. He sighed and ignored his craving. Maybe if he got into the shade his want would disappear. He plodded away and trudged lazily towards the promising shade of a huge oak. Why did the field have to be so darn big? Ammy snorted and shook his ears a bit as the grassy skeletons of the hay beneath his feet rustled against his hooves. The noise sent shivers down his spine and made him walk just a bit faster into the shade of the gnarly old trees. The covering wasn't complete: little dapples of sunlight appeared over his rump and back, but it was the closest tree to the minimal water. Nevermind the privacy of the huge mare standing huffily on her side of the oasis...Alm was not going to trouble himself with her comfort just now. He nodded at her, then flopped down onto the cool ground and twisted over onto his other side, enjoying the feel of the cool leaves and dust that ground themselves into his sweaty hide. He sat up slowly, but he did eventually climb to his feet to shake away the loose dust that tickled him like a hundred flies. He stepped casually over to the pregnant fae's side, to enjoy the afternoon as much as was possible. And then... Rain! Clouds blew in from the north, tumbling over each other and racing into the valley with a ferocious speed that Amadeus didn't think possible. The sunlight flickered out like a switch had been flipped. The clouds did not settle, however; Alm looked up to see a writhing mass of snakes twirling above him. A demonic surge engulfed his body, and he jumped away from the oak just as a crackle of white lightning singed each and every one of its leaves to death in an instant. He turned to see where the mare beside him had gone, but was suddenly assaulted by a hundred chilly bullets. The rain, blown by the sudden wind, smacked Alm everywhere. Nothing could hide him from the torrent...Spirit Release was on the other side of the river and valley, and he wouldn't have wanted to hide in that forsaken hellhole anyways. He snorted, then realized with a choking wheeze that he needed water - now. Amadeus gasped for breath as his throat sucked closed with each gulp of oxygen, not fifty feet away from Reka's River. Status: Complete (finally!) Words: 641 Intended: Whomever wants to join can be blown over to the oak by the storm! Comments: Lovely weather today, isn't it? « Last Edit: Aug 11, 2009, 2:09pm by Silence » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Staffy...ohyus! Chars: Scotch Twist, Amadeus, Regazza. 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