Limestone Ridge

Perhaps Zoey was not a mother, perhaps she'd never given birth, perhaps she'd never gone to the adoption den when her own mother had died. But...she was not at all lacking maternal instinct.

She smiles as the stallion called Creepshow showed up and greeted both herself and the foal, before she had time to respond, she noticed the filly's wide eyed tunnel vision toward the stallion's wings. The young mare is not quite certain what to make of the child's show of emotion toward the stallion. She wishes to comfort, to offer that maternal soothing, but the young girl is sheathed in Creepshow's wing, and besides the girl does not even know the babe. She puts that aside though, stepping forward and gently peaking her nose through a gap in the stallion's wing. "I lost my momma too. When I was a filly too." she said offering a gentle smile. "If you want, Creepshow and I can watch over you until Phanes comes." she offered, not really sure who Phanes was exactly, but willing to show the child support anyway. She gently touched the side of the girl's neck before withdrawing her face from beneath Show's wing.

She looks then at Creepshow, answering his earlier question. "No, no troubles getting here at all." she said softly before returning her gaze back to the golden leopard babe. Zoey was not sure what she'd possibly gotten herself into and for the first time in a very long time, she didn't feel helpless.