OOC: The icons were the two kittens yes. Thanks for letting me design the foal!
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When she approached the man, he did not speak. Panda took to looking at his aura to see if he was really friendly or not. The aura that came from him was nervous more than anything, and this gave her the impression that he did not know what to do in such a situation. He took her by the arm, and gently led her over to the mare and her foal. The kittened jumped from her bag, and Snek flew off of Panda's shoulder and he found a pech somewhere above the two. It was hard to see him other than his startling white eyes that peered down at them because of the darkness of the canopy that was above the two. He was silent though, for he was simply watching them. Panda looked at the mare as she birthed the foal, the female having little trouble with it. She must have been an experienced mother. That was a good thing, and it meant that Panda just needed to make sure that the foal was not born backwards, because if that happened, then she would need to help pull out the foal before it suffocated. She put out her joint then, because it was roached anyways and she looked at the specticle before them.
More good news was that the mare's baby was coming out straight, and it only took a matter of minutes before the foal was on the ground, shaking it's head. The strangest thing happened though, the mother did not seem to care for the foal. Panda looked to the silent man, and then to the mare, and then to the beautiful gray roan baby. He had some white spots on him, mainly on his face, and he had some black as well. Panda looked in her bag for a moment and pulled out a towel that she had just in case she needed it. Apparently she did need it because the mother didn't even clean off the foal. Panda walked over to the foal and she wrapped the towel around it and she started to rub off the blood and fluid from it's fur. She smiled as the foal sneezed and looked at her with it's big, expressive eyes. She finished cleaning it off, and she put the dirty towel on the ground and she stood. She looked back at Edgar and she smiled at him too.
Congradulations. It's a little boy. she spoke to the man with a bright smile. She couldn't wait to see Vitani's foal that was to come any day now really. Movement of the foal caused her to look back at it, and it was the wobbly first steps of the foal as it seemed to be curious of Panda, rather than running straight to it's mother. It was strange, even to Panda but she giggled softly and she looked at him. He was so adorable, and it made Panda's heart melt just a little bit to see such a birth. It seems that momma isn't all to interested that she just had a baby. That's pretty weird for a mare. mentioned the Anatheman Corson. She suddenly remembered that she had not introduced herself. There was a lot going on, so she didn't blame herself, but she just remembered that she didn't. My name is Panda. I'm Corson in Anathema, the pack that lie beyond those borders. spoke the Corson as she wagged her half-tail and she looked at the male with her dark chocolate eyes.
Where are you from? asked the woman to the silent male. She didn't know he was deaf, nor did she know that he was a mute. She did know that something was up with him since he had not spoken this whole time to her.
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