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Re: Tears of Phos (*Serenity*)

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  • Jennifer Jones
    Serenity watched from the river bank with a pile of reeds piled up on the shore while she floated in the water eagerly eating while she was doing her best to
    Message 1 of 927 , Jun 30, 2008
      Serenity watched from the river bank with a pile of reeds piled up on
      the shore while she floated in the water eagerly eating while she was
      doing her best to have a better view of the odd new pokemon which had
      appeared and was captivating all of Seamar's attention. "Hmph! Now he
      is even treating that thing nicer than me..." she said with a sad and
      loney tone of voice, wishing that for once it could be Seamar and her
      all alone again like it had been when she had first met the ampharos.

      --- In Realm_light@yahoogroups.com, "alyssa" <merrytreecats@...>
      wrote:

      Seamar stared at the lamb, who was quickly gaining mobility. This was
      not just any lamb...this was his son. His unintended son, but his
      nevertheless. And Magnolia was incapable of naming him...the
      nidoqueen sat blinking at him, but not reacting to him in any other
      way. The ramling was covered in fluids, and they were beginning to
      dry on him.

      Seamar realised it was all up to him. He bent over the lamb and began
      to lick him clean. ~Yuck, yuck,~ he thought, but he pushed it to the
      back of his mind. This was no time and place to get squeamish.

      When he was finally done, what stood before him was a lamb whose
      white and rainbow body shone all the more brightly. His colours
      really were something else. Seamar had never seen so many colours on
      one pokemon before--of any kind. "Wow...you're beautiful."

      "Maa-aa-aa-aa." The lamb looked around, then nosed around against
      Seamar's stomach. Seamar realised what he was trying to do. "You're--
      you're hungry. No--I don't have any milk. Here." Seamar gently nudged
      his new son over to Magnolia. The lamb began to nose around at her
      abdomen and latched on. He began to suckle.

      "Nuhhhhhh." Magnolia grunted and looked down at him, shifting, as
      though in sudden discomfort.

      "You have to let him nurse, Maggie," said Seamar, wondering
      desperately what he could do to get her to stay still and let his son
      get the nutrition he needed to survive.
    • Jennifer Jones
      Sigil glared at Jiggy as the younger ramling turned his back on him without a single sign of respect or compliance. An aggressive bleat building in his throat
      Message 927 of 927 , Aug 12, 2009
        Sigil glared at Jiggy as the younger ramling turned his back on him without a single sign of respect or compliance. An aggressive bleat building in his throat while he charged to cut Jiggy off, and begin staring him down. "Did I say you could leave yet baby?! How about a couple tears from the big baby?" he said in a confident tone as his head lowered in a charging head-but position. A couple of the other lambs in the flock casually watching from their mother's sides, the ewes only viewing it as an expression of ramhood and felt no reason interfering yet in the lambs affairs while they got their own lambs ready for bed; a few of the younger ewes innocently eyeing Seamar.

        Mercy quietly watched from beside her mother and Seamar, wishing that Sigil would grow up a bit and hoped that he would not do anything too bad to Jiggy since he was new to this flock. "Mommy... Why do all the rams always have to act so silly...?" she asked innocently, while she blinked her large eyes up to her mother. Silently hoping Seamar would answer her question however since she was too shy to ask him directly for an answer, and he was the only adult ram she had seen for as long as she could remember. That and she felt her mother was interested in him so wanted to get to know him a bit better without having to start the conversation with him directly since she did not know whether his personality was nicer than a certain other silly ramling in the flock.

        --- In Realm_light@yahoogroups.com, "wynnyelle" <wynnyelle@...> wrote:

        Jiggy could clearly see the other ram was considerably bigger than he was. Fight him? He felt a strong urge to, but he knew better. He'd only get beat up, maybe badly. He turned away without another word, thinking to go back to one of his parents...but he didn't want to have to. He laid back his ears and tried to find a new area where this ramling wouldn't bother him. If only he knew more people here. But then, maybe it was time for him to make an effort to get to know them. *Well anyone but Sigil...*
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