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Woodsman Anon

By KodiaKowboy
Created: 2023-10-11 10:03:54
Updated: 2023-11-13 03:32:15
Expiry: Never

  1. >"Husband!"
  2. >Your attention is brought away from your work by the sound of your wife's voice
  3. >After wiping and sheathing your blade, you turn to face her fully
  4. >She is trotting to you with a smile, you notice a pep in her step
  5. >The sight of her makes you sigh in relief
  6. >You had hoped she would come back without bad news, but this is a far better mood than you thought she'd be in
  7. >Kneeling down to her height, the two of you hug and share a brief nuzzle
  8. "You are cured?"
  9. >She shakes her head enthusiastically
  10. >Odd
  11. >Most people are not so happy to come from the doctor without a remedy for their ailments
  12. >She giggles at your confusion
  13. >"I need no herbs. The sickness shall pass in due time."
  14. >You raise a brow at this
  15. "What time is due?"
  16. >She rubs a hoof along her chin, her smile brightening a touch more
  17. >"Well, she was unsure as to an exact date, but she estimated about nine months."
  18. >Nine months?
  19. >What kind of illness can go uncured for nine mon...
  20. >With speed alarming to even yourself, you lift your wife into a tight embrace, forcefully rubbing your cheek against the side of her head
  21. >She laughs that honeyed laugh, joyfully amused by your reaction as she returns the affection
  22. >Done with your frenzied nuzzling, you stand still with your wife resting her head on your shoulder
  23. >You don't even care how foolishly you grin
  24. "I...I was scared that..."
  25. >"I know..." Your wife interrupts
  26. >"But Vïsna has accepted our offerings..." She whispers, her legs tightening around you
  27. >Your mind flashes images of all the times you had helped her pick flowers and search for hollowed trunks to place them in
  28. "Yes...yes...."
  29. >She places her hooves upon your chest and leans away so that she may look at your face
  30. >Despite only knowing for a short time, she already has that glowing aura about her that every mare has when she is with foal
  31. >You've seen it in some of the mares of the village, yet your wife glows even more brilliantly
  32. >She's smiling like she's never been happy before
  33. >Not like this, at least
  34. >Her nose twitches and her pupils dilate a hair
  35. >"You've cooked?" She leans towards your shared home and you feel her hooves barely knead against your chest
  36. >With a humored chuckle, you nod and carry her inside to enjoy the vegetable stew you've had cooking
  37.  
  38. >Some months have passed
  39. >Your wife's belly grows heavy with child
  40. >Her appetite grows along with it
  41. >She has ravenously eaten the majority of your food stores, forcing you to redouble your efforts in preparing for the harsh winter to come
  42. >You pray to Achak that you can prepare enough to last
  43. >"Husband?"
  44. >You are brought out of your thoughts by the sound of your wife's voice
  45. >She is behind, watching and sniffing the air
  46. >"What do you cook?" she asks, a strange sort of curiosity in her eyes
  47. >You turn your head back towards what you had been working on
  48. >A meat smoking setup, larger than you normally make
  49. >You needed to cook as much of your latest catch of fish as you could in as little time as possible
  50. >The sooner you have these stored, the more time you will have to dedicate to foraging and gardening for your wife's food supply
  51. "Fish. I know smell bothers. Will be done in-"
  52. >"Fish?"
  53. >You look once more to your wife, but she seems almost entranced by the contents of the smoker
  54. >Her eyes are locked onto the dangling fish like a starved hawk watching an infant hare
  55. "Y...Yes?"
  56. >She takes a deep inhale and licks her chops before exhaling
  57. >"Is it almost ready?" she asks without averting her eyes
  58. >You fear you may have to smoke far more fish
  59.  
  60. >Your wife's due date creeps ever closer
  61. >She's quite large now, needing to wear a bearskin in place of her usual cape when she heads out
  62. >It's coarse brown fur contrasts well against her soft ivory coat
  63. >The weight of it makes it easy to make out the curves of her back as you walk alongside her, the edges swaying along with her flank
  64. >"Behave your eyes, Husband."
  65. >Your wife's scolding brings you out of your trance
  66. >Her words prompt you to take a quick scan of your surroundings
  67. >The two of you are walking through the nearby village
  68. >There are a few ponies out and about, but they're actually not gawking at you for once
  69. >Most of the villageponies have actually been much more accommodating, welcoming even, since learning of your future child
  70. >Your wife tells you that your progeny is proof of the Gods blessing your pairing
  71. >As such, you've been invited to partake in Faerfneia
  72. >It happens twice a year, but this will be the first that either of you attend
  73. >Only the Elders and expectant couples are allowed inside the Great Hall during
  74. >In preparation, you've donned your nicest(cleanest) shirt and put your usually unruly, shoulder length hair into a braid to match your wife's
  75. >A smile sneaks onto your face as you recall the first time you braided her mane, adoring how astonished she was with your speed
  76. >Just one of the few ways your fingers have made her gasp
  77. >"I would tell you to behave your mind as well, but one must be humble in their hopes." Your wife quips, bumping your thigh with her flank
  78. >You bump her in return, eliciting a giggle from the mare
  79. >The two of you continue in silence, enjoying the sounds of the various villageponies going about their day
  80. >You soon reach the Great Hall
  81. >A large building, tall enough for you to have headroom and large enough to fit the entire village's population twice over
  82. >The walls built from stone and mud, it acts as a last line of defense against would-be invaders
  83. >It's also a prime location for town meetings and feasts
  84. >Taking the lead, your wife clops on the heavy wooden doors three times
  85. >After a few moments, it's dragged open to reveal a sky blue stallion with a short, bone white mane
  86. >Shiversheet, you think his name is
  87. >He smiles upon seeing your wife
  88. >You notice that he continues to smile when he turns his attention towards you
  89. >"Perfect timing! We've just finished the preparations." He says before ushering the two of you inside

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