Ravas'

You hear Mirre's screams as you walk down the corridor. You would run but it is only two days since you gave birth so walking is the best you can do. You burst into the room, Meer is already by her daughter's side along with the midwife.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHhhAHAhAHh, Alisa I need you, my love." Mirre cries. She is lying on her side he back legs sticking forward and her tail out the way exposing her inflamed pussy as it gapes open.

You move to her left as her mother was on her right. You take her hand in yours and she squeezes it tight as she screams out in pain again.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhh, I hope their yours, aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh" She screams.

"Hear comes the first, Push!" Demands the midwife.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Mirre responds and she clenches your hand and pushes. The front legs and arms encased in the sack slip out with a pool of liquid followed by the head and human torso.

"Push! " Demands the midwife.

"AMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" Mumbles Mirre in pain and the rest of the body slips free. The midwife lowers the baby to the ground and brakes the sack removing it from around the baby's human head.

"What aaaaa, colour, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh is it?" Demands Mirre as the second baby comes.

"She's Chestnut, I think" The confused midwife answers "Now push, there's still one to come."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Mirre Sceams in pain as the second baby enters her birth cannal.

"I don't know how your human blood mixes with ours, You had a bay from Ravas but a mix or Ravas and Mirre could produce chestnut or bay, hopefully, the next will be more clear or there will be some other sign or we might never know." Meer clarified "Your Palamino but Lubra told me your father was chestnut this foal could be from you passing on your farther's blood if human coats are the same blood as centaurs and horses." Meer equates your blond hair to that of a cream horse and your father's brown to that of a chestnut horse.

If you were lucky Mirre's next foal will take after you and your mother(also blond) and be Palamino. You wonder on this and the implications if not If the foal was bay or black then it would be Ravas' if any other colour then the assumptions about blood would be wrong or at least on coat colour and you will have to look at different traits. So far the lack of hermaphrodite traits put a token in Ravas' favour but did it really matter? Mirre was your wife, you loved her and would raise the child as yours. Knowing whether or not the child was the product of incestuous **** would not affect how you looked at her cute baby face and stubby little hooves and would not affect how you raised her. It already affected her mother as she was slow to trust men but these were her kids and you were no man surely she would love you all the same.

You were brought painfully back to reality as Mirre crushed your hand and cried out in pain as the front legs of her second child slipped from her vagina encased in the sack.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAlisa I love you!" She screamed.

"One more push now!" He midwife encouraged.

"AARREEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhaa" Mirre cried as her second child was born. The baby was plased safely down and sack removed.

"He's black" the midwife announces joyfully not knowing the implications.

After Mirre had recovered and the foals opened their eyes the truth was more fully revealed. Both of Mirre's babies had green eyes. Mirre herself had green eyes that she got from her father but your brown eye blood would have dominated as none of your family has had green eyes, the blood was strong. The was no doubt that these were Ravas' children. At least the male won't be cast out and possibly killed and the female **** by her grandfather/father as he was both. No these children would be loved. Mirre named the girl Star as she had a star-shaped splodge of white on her left flank. The boy she named Merrer a common centaur name.