by God Belivn Cowgirl
The waves boomed against the rocks harshly, then retreated in innocence. On and on the pattern goes, the moon shining on the salty waves. A mare walks along the shore, her huge belly swinging with every step. Her dark coat shone with water and sweat. Her blue-green fins on her fetlocks twitched excitedly, and the scales on her belly shimmered.
The SeaMare walked away from shore and to the seaweed "nest" she had prepared, settling into it with a groan. She changed her mind and stood up, nipping her belly and circling. Finally, a teeny-tiny hoof emerged, then a head. Soon the whole body slipped out and the SeaMare lovingly cleaned her foal.
Dawn came, the moon once more dying for the sun, and with it surprises yet to be unfolded.
A Unihorn paced next to a bubbling brook, his silky white mane tossing and swirling in the breeze. His pearly horn glimmered in the sunlight that filtered through the trees. The griffin next to him murmured reassuringly. "There, there, Triton. Don't you worry, now."
The Unihorn snorted hard. "How can I not worry, Greelon?! Anything could happen. Maybe Garr-Wolfs.." He couldn't finish his sentence.
The griffin sighed sympathetically. "I'll go scout her out. I'll be back in four days time." Triton watched her fly away. Anything could happen. Anything at all.
Ria, the SeaMare, nuzzled her colt. He was black with blue scales and fins... and a tiny horn. She shouldn't be surprised. But she was surprised, and worried. DaNali might kill him! Why, she thought bitterly, must there be such divisions? Long ago Unihorns and SeaHorses lived in harmony. But now the two groups constantly fought terrible wars. Being in bond with a Unihorn was punishable by death.
Ria was pulled out of her thoughts by a loud THUD! She quickly turned to see Gronbyi, a griffin who had took care of her, land. "Ria?!" the talkitive griffon screeched. "You should have sent word to me! What's his name? Who did you bond with?"
Ria nickered to him. "I've named him Anani." She said proudly. She stepped aside so he could have a better look. Suddenly, he narrowed his amber eyes. "Ria," he started slowly, "Who did you bond with?"
Ria replied without hesitation, "Triton. From the Enchanted Forest." Gronbyi swished his tail angrily. "YOU DID WHAT?!"
Ria looked on calmly as Gronbyi threw a fit, his feathers ruffed up and his tail lashing like a cat's.
"Oh, you've done it now, Ria! What am I to do? You'll be thrown into the Hot Abyss!" He paced and muttered to himself.
Ria nuzzled her still sleeping colt." Gronbyi, we'll be fine. Koholio has given me a reassuring dream, a promise of safety and peace. The colt will not be hurt."
Gronbyi stopped pacing. He looked upwards and sighed. "If what you say is true, then I have no doubt that Koholio will protect the young colt. But you?" He shook his eagle-like head.
"I am worried what Denali might do." He patted her shoulder with his huge wing. "I am proud of you. Your colt is fine looking. Be careful! I will pray for you." He sniffed dramatically and prepared to take off.
"My little filly," He whispered, "All grown up." He took off with a WOOSH!
Ria watched him leave. Good old Gronbyi. Raging one minute and crying the next. A snicker and a nudge brought her out of her thoughts. Her colt wanted his breakfast.
As he filled his tummy, she thought of the journey they'd have to make back to her island. They had to cross an island, swim, then reunite with the herd. They would leave as soon as possible. The colt finished, streaking milk on Ria's flank with his muzzle.
"Darling, we must leave now. To meet the herd."
He pranked around. "Are we going in the water, mama? Is the herd nice? I don't think that bird likes them." He kept up this string of questions as they entered the ocean.
Ria splashed happily. This was where she needed to be! "Come now, darling. We've much traveling to do." They swam off, the water bubbly from their churning legs.
After an hour of swimming they reached an island. The colt flopped down on the sand. He was asleep almost instantly. Ria was dozing off herself when a rustle and a thump alerted her. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow on the palm trees. Suddenly, a Griffin emerged from the palms. It was Greelon!
She squeaked and said, "If this isn't the most strapping, handsome colt on the Albion Sea! Bless your soul!" She barely took a breath before she proclaimed," Triton sent me. He was worried about you. He sends his love and wishes to know what the foal is."
Ria perked her ears. "Yes, tell him it's a colt! Send my love. Tell him... tell him the colt's name is Anani."