10-17-2018, 07:45 PM
<style type="text/css">.soldatchild_wrapper { position: relative; width: 550px; background: #020202; padding-bottom: 20px; box-shadow: 3px 3px 5px #333, -3px -3px 5px #333; border: 1px solid #000;}.solchildpic { position: relative; top: 0; width: 550px;}.soldatchildname { position: absolute; z-index: 1; right: 10px; top: 0; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 56px; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 13px #b2bfbf, 0 0 3px #b2bfbf, 0 0 1px #b2bfbf; color: #020202;}.soldatsoldier { position: absolute; z-index: 1; right: 35px; top: 53px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; color: #b2bfbf; letter-spacing: 1px;}.soldatkidcontent { position: relative; top: -40px; margin: 0 auto; width: 510px; background: #b6bfbf; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -40px;}.soldatchild_words { margin: 0 auto; padding: 15px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; color: #020202;}.soldatchild_words span { color: #836d3b; text-shadow: 0 0 10px #f2f2f2, 0 0 #000;}</style><center> <div class="soldatchild_wrapper"> <img class="solchildpic" src="https://s6.postimg.cc/u5qa1ml41/soldatkid_brown.jpg"/><div class="soldatchildname">Soldat</div><div class="soldatsoldier">soldier</div> <div class="soldatkidcontent"><p class="soldatchild_words">Oops. He'd gotten distracted again, staring at the blue rock and forgetting to nurse. She nudged his little rump, though, and he swiveled his head to her with an impish grin, eyes dazzling. And then promptly resumed nursing quite noisily before she got any crazy ideas that he was done so soon.
But then he was full, and tired, and she murmured his name. The smile he turned to her then was wistful, a dreamy one, eyelids heavy. Only until he remembered the wolf man, and his expression fell, contorted itself into fretful worry as he circled her and brayed for their other family member.
She spoke his name again, paused his frantic pacing with her neck curled over him and guided him closer to the cold boulder. He looked at it, then peered up at her with an indulgent little flip of his tail and small smile. He didn't understand, but it seemed important to her. So he'd be happy for her. It really was a pretty rock, you know.
It made a noise as she watched it so intently and he startled, teeny hooves dancing him in an arch to her hip and peeking around the side of her with a gaping mouth. Was it alive?? Was it gonna blow up?? Mom seemed rather calm about it though. So, okay. He was calm too. Everything must be fine.
He turned his little face to her leg when he caught a new scent, fresh and tangy in a bad way that scrunched his nose up. Oh, no! Mom got hurt! She hadn't seemed to notice, so he tried to nurse her himself with a tiny, clumsy tongue like a good boy.
He startled again as a man suddenly showed up, and it wasn't the same one. Still kind of shared their colors though, their family color. He hadn't learned that expression yet, and he did his best to mirror it as he had before when the other man was here, snarling up at him from under Mom's belly. Then his handsome little face split with a huge grin, because he was <i>so sure</i> he'd done a marvelous job!
With a small yelp, he ducked back underneath her when the man started bleeding too and smashed himself against Mom's side, ruining all that hard work he'd just done to take care of her. Hmph.
Then both their pairs of eyes were on Mom's favorite decoration, and the air around them felt suddenly thicker, tingly and like tiny fingers were crawling all over him even though he could find where they were coming from, no matter how he glanced and spun around. All he could do instead was settle and watch too, and wait to see what would happen.</p></div> </div> </center>
But then he was full, and tired, and she murmured his name. The smile he turned to her then was wistful, a dreamy one, eyelids heavy. Only until he remembered the wolf man, and his expression fell, contorted itself into fretful worry as he circled her and brayed for their other family member.
She spoke his name again, paused his frantic pacing with her neck curled over him and guided him closer to the cold boulder. He looked at it, then peered up at her with an indulgent little flip of his tail and small smile. He didn't understand, but it seemed important to her. So he'd be happy for her. It really was a pretty rock, you know.
It made a noise as she watched it so intently and he startled, teeny hooves dancing him in an arch to her hip and peeking around the side of her with a gaping mouth. Was it alive?? Was it gonna blow up?? Mom seemed rather calm about it though. So, okay. He was calm too. Everything must be fine.
He turned his little face to her leg when he caught a new scent, fresh and tangy in a bad way that scrunched his nose up. Oh, no! Mom got hurt! She hadn't seemed to notice, so he tried to nurse her himself with a tiny, clumsy tongue like a good boy.
He startled again as a man suddenly showed up, and it wasn't the same one. Still kind of shared their colors though, their family color. He hadn't learned that expression yet, and he did his best to mirror it as he had before when the other man was here, snarling up at him from under Mom's belly. Then his handsome little face split with a huge grin, because he was <i>so sure</i> he'd done a marvelous job!
With a small yelp, he ducked back underneath her when the man started bleeding too and smashed himself against Mom's side, ruining all that hard work he'd just done to take care of her. Hmph.
Then both their pairs of eyes were on Mom's favorite decoration, and the air around them felt suddenly thicker, tingly and like tiny fingers were crawling all over him even though he could find where they were coming from, no matter how he glanced and spun around. All he could do instead was settle and watch too, and wait to see what would happen.</p></div> </div> </center>
