Not another n i g h t m a r e.

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The world passed though her eyes, she have seen torture, murder, rape, death and love, as she thought. She seemed to understand these things, although it seemed she was born a few weeks (i'm just going to say that.) ago. She seemed to adapt to these natural causes, but, deep inside she didn't really give a d**n about them. Some people go on and on about how they were raped, and their mad for their lives. She, Aria didn't care anymore, who cares if her father was cruel, who f**ken cares if her mother was a stuck-up brat. And who cares if she hadn't even spoken to anyone but herself .. ?

The clouds in the sky were wispy; they looked like stretched out balls of cotton. It was a full moon (which was the brightest phase of the moon; or so Aria thought), and the clouds did nothing much to block the moon’s shine. Aria was breathing deeply, walking calmly to the Foaling Grounds. As she had never felt, experienced the pain and wonders of birth, so hopfully it wouldn't be much of a problem. The pain growing within her stomach increased and she quickened her pace. Finally, with a sigh of relief, Aria had found her ‘shelter’, where the sand mixed with grass.

The mare began to pace lightly; her movements were slow, for she knew that it would be pointless to lie down when she’d just stand right back up and pace again. Aria, with a slight grunt, moved herself to the ground where she waited for the foal to come… And many moments later (the full moon was high in the sky and shining brighter than ever) after pushing and such, Aria raised her head and saw behind her: a small bloody mass. Aria whickered as she stood up, her legs feeling a tad bit wobbly. The goldne mare nudged her foal, cleaning up it’s face with her pink tongue. It was a filly; a grey one. This one didn't really looked like either in color but, mostly in her bodice, but something was telling Aria that she had a personality some what like herself, and had gotten her color from some where on Devil's side.

“Cazandra.” The filly obviously tried to respond to her mother some how, and this was what came out. "mmm" Aria thought over what she had said before she replied, “Stand up, child. Stand up, Cazandra, and look at the world around you.” The filly tried once, twice, three times to stand up. Her third try was successful. Caz, the grey filly, looked at her mother before turning her head left and right, surveying her surroundings. “Cazandra.” Aria whispered gently, nuzzling her child on its neck. She took in Cazandra's scent; she would never forget it, just like with her, sire's..

Foal Stats
Cazandra: named
Caz: simply
Dapple Grey: dressed
Arabian X Friesian: style
Filly: sex
15.2: reaching
Dark: attitude
Black Devil X Aria: lined
Devil's Forest: home

Other:
r.andom: played by
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x-xBlack Devilx-x

The ebon hellion came out from the woods you could sense the darqness in 'is soul. Seeing the litle essa by 'is B'tch side. A smirk was played on 'is maw as 'e walked to them making 'is way to Arias side as vocals came to the B'tch.

Lo Aria I have seen that the litle essa is born. Let us get home.

If Aria told what the curze off the filly was then be it right now 'e wanted to come home with the litle essa knowing Aria could stay if 'he wanted to but the litle essa was going to be with 'im in Devil's Forest as the darq B'tch 'he was going to be when 'he was older.

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Aria took a deep breath; she was very tired from her foal’s birth. It’s all Cazandra’s fault, she thought with a grin. Aria nuzzled the dapple-gray filly that was now on laying down. And then, the Devil came, right on cue. He watched for a while and then, Aria knew that she had to say something before the silence came. But instead of Aria making a sound, Cazandra did. Her hooves shuffled until they found a comfortable place—and then the filly pushed against all of her legs, trying to stand up again. Aria's head turned to look at her foal. She smiled; it was only a few moments after birth and her filly was already trying to conquer the world ..


Caz’s legs were wobbly; she found himself on the ground in a few seconds, once more. But she tried again, and this time she succeeded. The smile was still on Aria’s face; she was so proud just to have a filly. She watched as Cazandra took a step forward, watching her hooves. A few more steps farther and she was extending her neck to sniff her father. And then she moved toward Aria, sniffing her for the first time. Caz took in her daughter’s scent, never forgetting it. Soon, Caz had found milk that was provided by her mother. “Her name is Cazandra.” Came Aria’s voice. She said this to Black Devil. “Where to?” lyrics cold and harsh towards the Devil.. This moment was going in one direction—nightmare town.

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x-xBlack Devilx-x

'e almost didn't even notice the essa who had walked some steps towards 'im but had turned and walked to 'er mother again a snort came from mostrils as vocals came to Aria.

To Devil's Forest were my crimsom and now B'tch and heiress lives. Come Aria I'll find you a place who will be soothing enough for you to rest.

Some would say 'e was getting soften but 'e wasn't 'e didn't show anything at all only knowing this B'tch and essa was special to 'im even if 'e didn't show it to them. A devil like 'im shouldn't do it as 'e looked at Aria then on the litle essa so 'er name was Cazandra. Not a soothing name for a essa like 'er having both parents as darq as the devils and still 'er curze was a litle light. 'e hoped only that the litle essa would be as darq as 'er parents and even darqer if that could do.

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