09-01-2024, 07:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-01-2024, 07:31 PM by Diable Rouge.)
Diable Rouge
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AuroraElis had begun to feel the effects of labor many hours before. Diable Rouge stayed with her, embracing her, soothing her the best he could. He'd seen this scene play out before with Phoebus. The labor had been long and intense, and anxiety brims at the surface of Rou's heart as he watches Aurora agonize again.
However, as twilight fell upon the couple, their child emerged. The filly, a spitting image of himself and his first child, Phoebus, began to nurse silently. Diable Rouge smiles at the sight, watching as Aurora's motherly instincts kicked in. She bathed the little filly, nuzzled her gently - Aurora had always been such a fantastic mother. The chaser could watch her for hours. They looked particularly beautiful in this light - the moon glowing off their coats as they bonded. A singular, happy tear rolls down Rou's face as he catches Aurora's eye.
What should we name her? Aurora asks, and Rou approaches. He stares into his daughter's beautiful azure eyes, and she looks at him with curiosity and unconditional love. He glances up at the night sky, blanketed with stars, then back to his family that lays before him.
"Astelle." He says assuredly. "Our beautiful little star."
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AuroraElis <3
However, as twilight fell upon the couple, their child emerged. The filly, a spitting image of himself and his first child, Phoebus, began to nurse silently. Diable Rouge smiles at the sight, watching as Aurora's motherly instincts kicked in. She bathed the little filly, nuzzled her gently - Aurora had always been such a fantastic mother. The chaser could watch her for hours. They looked particularly beautiful in this light - the moon glowing off their coats as they bonded. A singular, happy tear rolls down Rou's face as he catches Aurora's eye.
What should we name her? Aurora asks, and Rou approaches. He stares into his daughter's beautiful azure eyes, and she looks at him with curiosity and unconditional love. He glances up at the night sky, blanketed with stars, then back to his family that lays before him.
"Astelle." He says assuredly. "Our beautiful little star."
I'm learning how to put the pieces back together, turn the aching to composure
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