C A C K E T my L O V E

[(}--{)Cacket]

Cacket was off to sleep befor him.She was tired and hurting but she fell asleep in a sec.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

||Need to post a paragraph, or Istas is gunna yell at us ||

[(}--{)Cacket]

))okie dokie well I cant tonight goodnight))

[(}--{)Cacket]

((Oh I remember now!!!Lets make it night))
Cacket looked around befor rising to her feet.Her banner and mane quickly turned west.The stars were out and over the mare and stallion that took her in the herd.She loved it here.She walked to the water and stuck her muzzle in it.Cold sips were into her moth and down her throat.The bright late night moon shining down on her pelt making it a light blueish color.She lifted her head and walked back over to the stallion she loved,nuzzled him and brought her feet from under her to lay down.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Crimson stag dipped his velveteen unto the stream. The aquilla sliding down his throat. Once the thirst was quenched, his knee joint buckled, allowing his frame to be lowered unto the ground. A small nicker was elipted.

So what shall we call the foal.

((can i play the foal if its okay with you??? Nevaeh and Promise are both playing there foals and i want one to play))

[(}--{)Cacket]

((yeah okay....))
Cacket smiled at him in her tired face.
"What about Sylas for a flicka and Miska for a colten?"Cacket said in a soft tone voice lowering her head down on a rock.She let out a sigh from her lungs she glanced up at her beloved love and grinned.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Red stag nodded his head. They were ok. Not powerful as he wished.

I was thinking upon the lines of Malocchio for either a colt or a filly. For it is a uni sexual name.

The name was a symbol of power, strength. He nickered softly to the fae, hoping she would approve.

[(}--{)Cacket]

"I like it....hold on let me think."Cacket said unsure what to do.She nickered a sigh and then she had it.
"What about guerrero?Its means Warrior in spanish?"She asked in a peacful look.Her black forlock blew over her eyes and covered them with her banner wrapped around her to keep her warm.It was getting cooler by the minute and Cacket needed the warmth.She shivered with chiilieness and Cacket let out a long sigh.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

elegant red being nickered softly Guerrero was alright but he preferred the name he provided. "I guess we shall wait until it is born." His muzzle pressed against her pwn. a soft huff being released. "Should be soon aye?"

((not good, im at school, so not much muse_

[(}--{)Cacket]

"Yes Mdear that would be great...you can choose but right now its late and lets just get some rest."As she said that her eyes closed and she rested her head on a rock and closed her eyes half way just anough to see Chairo's head.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Blackened skies began to wander across the lithosphere. The time of darkness had come. Soft nicker was given to his fae as he stood next to the tree. Dial lowered ivorns gripping the loam and tearing off its flesh. His dial rose and a smile played upon his features.

Obsession....

He muttered the words softly. For a perfect name it was. For Cacket and himself had been obsessing over a name for so long, so it fit perfectly.

[(}--{)Cacket]

Cacket was asleep and the skys turned diffrent clors.The next morning she awoke with the grass over her and her head laying flat on the ground.She tryed to stand up but she was so stiff.She rose and walked over to teh river.Her maw entered thw cool blue water and it went down her throat.She nickered in happiness.She foun her love near a tree.Cacket trotted over there and whinned to him.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Crimson hued stag had dozed off slightly, but his muscles tensed, ready to spring into action at the slightest warning. But no such warning had come. at the fae's whinnie, his dial was turned towards her. Immediately his earlier thoughts came to mind. He announced the name he thought was best for there foal.


Obsession.

[(}--{)Cacket]

CAcket stood next to Chairo and had her ears pointed to the west listening to other mares whinning.She turned her head to her lover and said.
Wonderful name....I like it.....
CAcket nuzzled Chairo then walked down the hill to a grassy hill.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

crimson stag stayed behind, for the crest of the hill was a place to watch over the lands. His auds could take in all, his opps watching the other faes.