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Babies! Aren't they just the cutest things? And Samson is trying so hard to please Delilah (see what I did there? ) but she is not having it whatsoever. I'm pretty sure these two foals could not have personalities any more different from one another.

Poor guy. Snubbed so coldly by his first love.

Oh, and I meant to add pink to their noses, but I forgot. -___- pretend it's there.

Samson is kind of a collaboration project, and his design by *DaisyDukeDandie is here! (I just white'd him up a tad for the full Tobiano look :3 It's pretty congruent though.)

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Jamison sat in the special care barn on one of the counters, swinging his legs as he looked from one very pregnant mare to the other. Cecily had had a hard time of it, the foal having twisted in her uterus earlier in her pregnancy, needing the vet to reach in and twist it back around. He hoped she didn't have any further complications, but the vet said that she wasn't going to suffer any lasting damage from the ordeal. The baby was just sort of a fighter in there and had caused some difficulties.

Meanwhile, Lilith was having a fine and relatively comfortable pregnancy, though now looked rather distressed and was kicking at her stomach, her ears back and her tail lashing to either side. Cecily just eeyore'd in the corner. "Come on girls." Jamison said, leaning up against one of the stalls. "It's time for at least one of you to pop."

Both of them didn't really seem to have any inclination to do popping of any sort, though they had both started leaking milk about 36 hours ago. Though Cecily's pregnancy had come a week or so after Lillith's, it seemed that they had come to be in sync. They had been under heavy surveillance since then. He rested his head against one of the stalls yawning. It was the dead of night, but he knew he would perk right up when the action started to happen...if it started to happen.

He kind of dozed off in the position of leaning against the stall, until he felt it rock with the rather ungraceful heaving of Lilith to the ground. Jamison jumped awake, and then watched anxiously, not really wanting to get in her way unless absolutely necessary. Though it was the middle of the night, he called Nimue to come down and see the fresh foaling. Before she was out, Cecily went down as well, but again looked like she was having some trouble. "Of course you both planned this." Jamison said, getting into the stall with Cecily as she pushed, however the foal refused to come out. Nimue came down, yawning. When she saw Cecily's predicament, she rushed into the stall as well. "What do we do?" She asked nervously, and Jamison grabbed the foal's forelegs through the amniotic sac, and started pulling them toward Cecily's hocks. "Come on..." Jamison muttered, but the foal thrashed out of the sac as soon as it was free. The moment the foal showed signs of life, Jamison rushed back over to Lilith, to find that she had already stood up and the little foal was sitting there next to her, blinking and looking around as if dazed. Lilith sniffed at the foal, nudging it a bit. Jamison was quite pleased with the coloring, figuring that he would grow up to be quite a popular boy if he lived up to his father's name. "She's so bizarre looking." He heard Nimue say, and concerned that the baby was sprouting another head or something, he rushed back into the other stall. "That is...quite a foal." Jamison concluded, not sure what to make of the little badger-faced creature. Already, she was much more robust than Lilith's colt, a trait that most likely caused some of the problems. "Well." Jamison murmured, cocking his head. "She's certainly flashy, I'll give her that."

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Within a few days, Jamison let them both out into the mare paddock, again under strict supervision. The mares seemed curious about them, but soon rather indifferent. Lorelei especially seemed rather interested, and soon the three foals (though Lorelei a yearling now) were out wandering around. Delilah, Cecily's filly, rarely strayed far from her mother. Samson's concern with his mother ended at her supply of milk, and was generally off and away chasing Lorelei down. Samson did show a special interest in Delilah though, a sentiment that she certainly didn't share. "He's love-struck the poor fella." Jamison stated as he sat on the fence and Nimue gave a little nod. "I don't think she approves of him." "No, not at all. He's going to be very sad when he finally realizes it." "Do you think he ever will, though?" Nimue asked as she put her head in her hands. "Yeah, he will. When her teeth sprout up."

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Name:// HG Making Moves On Eden
Barn Name:// Samson
Gender:// Colt
Breed:// Paint Horse
Age:// Foal
Color:// Smoky Grullo Tobiano Roan
Markings:// Snip and Lip Marking
Projected Height:// 15.2hh
Discipline:// Projected All-Round
Bloodlines:// Moves Like Jagger x Flight From Eden
Breeder:// Hollow Grove Livery Stables - Breeding Picture

Personality Archetype:// The Adventurer
Personality:// Samson is not afraid of anything, and is ready and willing to do anything you wish for him to learn. He wants to do it all, but sometimes all at once. Samson can get overloaded by other stimuli around and thus you have to get him to focus in a very calm and quiet setting. Otherwise, he will adventure away from you. He is clearly already a flirt, and likes to bother both Delilah and all the mares aside from his mother, whom he quickly left behind for newer concepts. He is friendly though, to both humans and to horses, he just doesn't have much loyalty to any one horse, or any one idea. Samson is extremely energetic.

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For Stud/Lease:// Too Young

Color Traits://
• Red Factor:// Ee
• Agouti:// aa
• Dun:// DD
• Cream:// nCr
• Tobiano:// nT
• Roan:// Rr

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Name:// HG Thinly Veiled Trouble
Barn Name:// Delilah
Gender:// Filly
Breed:// Paint x Appaloosa
Age:// Foal
Color:// Bay Dun Splash Appaloosa (Frost with Spots and Reverse)
Markings:// Badger Face
Projected Height:// 16.1hh
Discipline:// Projected Endurance, Trail and Pleasure
Bloodlines:// Born Unto Trouble x Veiled Moon
Breeder:// Hollow Grove Livery Stables - Breeding Picture

Personality Archetype:// The Guardian
Personality:// Delilah is a very serious little foal, not having much interest in frolicking or straying from her mother. It seems not to be a fear thing, but rather a protective thing as she doesn't terribly approve of any one getting too close to her mother. She is immune to affection both from horses and seemingly from people. She learns fast due to her seriousness, as when she has a challenge put in front of her she will plow right ahead. She is very steady and unblinking at anything that comes her way, and is in general very low-key.

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For Stud/Lease:// Too Young

Color Traits://
• Red Factor:// Ee
• Agouti:// Aa
• Dun:// Dd
• Splash:// nSpl
• Appaloosa:// nLp

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