A Promise Kept.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Elegance was the definition of the terra dubbed Golden Plains. Many faes dotted the plain, all but one in foal with the kings spawn. The king stood upon the boundary, looking for the latest bred fae. A bay fae dubbed Promise.

As his cocoas took in her frame, his pistons carried him to her frame. Once movement was ceased, a soft maw was placed upon her rump. He nudged softly, herding her towards the shade of twin oaks. Massive, they towered above the rest, there trunks just 3 feet from one another. The Twin Oaks, he called them. He waited patiently for her to follow.

[Red♥]

Promise nudged him softly as she followed him threw the terra. The chest high golden grass brushing her growing belly. She stoped underneath the oaks gazeing at them with marveal. She loved Oaks. they where her favorite trees. She looked to Chairo. Nuzzeling his side softly. She looked to her belly frowning as the little foal gave a kick. She looked back to Chairo. Got any ideas for names? Oh and tell me about your plan for the terra.

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Crimson listeners followed the femmes lyricals. Names. He had names picked out for fae and colten. Damascus. The name of a powerful colten. And Kerala. The name for a powerful flicka.

His pistons brought him to her side, his mid joints buckling, allowing him to rest his frame against the tree, but allowing his board to rest against the oak.

Well M'dear, i like Damascus for a Colten, and Kerala for a Flicka.

His thoughts turned to the second part of her sylabbles. More about the herd. Well.

Now this herd shall be the best, as im sure i have already told you. The foal you bear shall be your responsibility, for i can not be an active role in its darkish development. But if it has no ability to feel emotions, it shall be of no use to us. I will not over breed my fae's so until this colten or flicka reaches 2 summers, you shall not have another spawn born. Any other questions just ask.

His lungs were exausted from the effort of so many sylabbles, for not using them for so long, his breathers were far out of shape.

[Red♥]

_{Very well, i like both of those names.
She snorted lightly. Pawing at the ground with a for dagger. A smirk forming across her maw. She gave him a slight bump. Well i wanted to know about your plans of the herd. You know about becoming the most feared, and respected herd around. I want to be apart of it. She looked at him with great intrest.}

Happy New Year

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

The names she liked. 'Twas good. All of the names had been picked, except for Cacket's foal. Nevaeh's foal would be either Majirad, or Samurai. And Promise's would be either Karerala or Damascus. All of the names would be finely suited for them all. Stags auduals flickered, his gray matter pondering upon her lyrics.

Of course you shall be apart my dear.

His velveteen plush bumped her foal holder softly, indicating that area. For she would nurture the foal, teach it the dark ways, but also to have emotions, love and caring, not just hate. Those emotions were the distinguised ones of a Nuetral member, for Lights could not
Hate, and Darks could not love, not really.

You are already helping by preparing to nurture and instruct a foal to reach its full potential.

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[Red♥]

^{Promise nodded soflty, Her ebony pools gazed into his. She wanted to help in anyway possible. She bumped him softly. Shivering as pain was inflicted on her barrel from the foal. Time was running thin for her. Soon it would be time for the baby. Hopefully a colt. Promise wanted a colt so bad but she didnt know why. Maybe it was becase they where as moody as young fillys.
Well i will do my best. Hopefully tho it will turn out just right.}

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Stag saw the hopeful look in the fae's eyes at the thought of a colten. He himself hoped for fillies this season. Fillies were easier to work with, and were less likely to betray herds. But it did not matter, no it did not.

I'm sure you shall do fine M'love. Did you have any names you yourself liked?

He wanted to know her idea for names, incase her ideas would fit better.Some names did not fit all foals. His velveteen was placed upon her shoulder, urging her to rest beside him.

[Red♥]

<sup>Well for a filly i like, Naeemah, and for a colt,Akhom, yes those are the ones i came up with but i like yours as well. Its such a hard descion.

Promsie nuzzled him before lowering her arabic frame to the ground. She laid upon her side, her bulging belly sticking up. She let her dial fall softly next to chairo's daggers she looked up at him. A smirk that slowly faded into a smile. She strecthed out her stilts softly. Enjoying the relaxation. She closed her visuals softly but reopened them.</sup>

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Crimson stag nickered softly at her words. he liked them both. they would have to wait for the foal to be born, and see how it acted. He lifted his dial softly, placing it lightly upon her round foal carrier and blowing softly. It would come soon, this he knew. All of the foals would be coming soon, within the season he hoped.

The thought of a stillborn flickered across his features, but his dial was shook softly, allowing the thoughts to quickly flee.

[Red♥]

<sub>What are your plans, Chairo. How will the herd become as powerful as you want it to. I want to know everything. I am with you all the way till the end.

She looked to Chairo she really was starting to feel love for him. It was growing slowly. And with the birth of there baby on the way the bond would only grow stronger between them. But she wanted to get to know the other madians that resdied in the terra. She rasied her dial turning to look at her belly and Chairo's head. Reaching over she nipped softly at his tressals upon his dial. She smiled somewhat before lowering her dail back to the ground.</sub>

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Elegant dial was drawn back slowly after she affectionately nipped his red tresses. He did not know the exact way he was going to acheive his herds greatness. Hitler was his aly and friend, and one stag that would rise to greatness by his side, as king of the darks. But he had not the chance to speak to his pal in quite a while.

My dear, yes, you shall be informed of the plans. Hitler, a great dark stag is also working to be the greatest of the dark herds. So i shall speak with him first. This herd shall have to grow first.

[Red♥]

_{Oh.
Promise close her pools agian. She breathed softly. The carbon blew the grass away from her maw. She opened her pools, looking at Chairo. Why did he have such a hard time of showing affection? She snorted slightly as she lowered her dial back to the ground. So Chairo was pals with a dark. THe disgusting creatures. Yes the loved just like others but they whre mean, and gave little mercy. She knew from experiance. She shifted uncomforatabily.}

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

Stag broung his maw to her own. A soft huff was let out. He could see the fact that he was friends with Hitler bothered her. But she did not know Hitler. Darks were horrible to there enemies, but were the best allies another herd can have. A soft nicker was aloud as he noticed her slight distress. Another rumbling of his rusty larynx was permitted.

Tell me when you need to leave for the birthing coves.

[Red♥]

_{Not for a little longer. I suppose.
She returned the touch slightly. She sighed softly. slowly she got to her feet. Feeling ackward about having to carry the heavy foal. Frustation flooded her features. It was diffrent all she would do is waddle around unto the baby was born. She walked slowly forward from the shade. She wanted to run and feel the wind blowing her tressals and her whipcord but she couldn't she couldinjury herself or the foal. She looked to Chairo, the look she gave him betrayed herself. It showed him her need to run. And she didnt like to show her inner thoughts.}

[F R O S T Y [sonata]]

sympathy flooded his gray matter, appearing clearly upon his crimson and ivorn attic featurs. he felt bad that the faes had to carry the heavy babies around until they were born, but Promise's foal would be born soon, he supposed.