The beginning of a life, and the ending of another - Birthing, any

[Thorgal]

His whining seemed to catch the attention of the adults, but their confusing conversation did not stop, which was what Thorgal had silently hoped for. The young colt was wanting to be noticed by his mother, but was too young to understand that he was the subject of their conversation. However, the odd stallion came closer to Thorgal -who watched curiously- before pulling him away from his mother. He gave another whine, one of disapproval for being separated from the sooty bay, but he gave little resistance. The stallion spoke softly, soothingly in his pale mane. And though he couldn't quite understand most of his words, he understood some of them. 'Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you, too'. He gazed at the stallion curiously with ears high and eyes large. Did that mean the stallion was his father? On instinct he already knew his mother, but that was a given. The father wasn't always so easily recognized. But a newborn foal believes the words they are told, for they are too young to know of lies. 

He averted his dark eyes to look at his mother, silently asking if this stallion was his father. But before anything else could happen, the stallion had told him to stand and made an attempt to make Thorgal move. It was about time!

He moved his legs under him and tried to lift himself from the ground. His legs, though thick from drafts' blood, were weak and unstable. They trembled beneath his weight, and he stumbled as he struggled to stand upright. But with help from the stallion, Thorgal finally succeeded. A small task it was, but for him it was something worth feeling triumphant for. He gave his first smile, though it was small, and took his first step toward his mother. 

@[Leilan] @[Nalia] @[Breckin]