Both mares hold themselves with athority and pride but for two different reasons. A half smile pulls at the painted mares lips as she pulls her muzzle away once exchanging breaths. "Lyden has spoken of you, Lead of the Forest" Skylar says though there is no stoney looks or tones coming from the roan. She is glad that the pale stallion has chosen such a strong mare to be at his side, he would certainly need it with the size of the herd that lived here. "You are most certainly not a disappointment." Her words are meant as a complement as she gives a respective dip of her head, acknowledging the tan mare's rank here but not backing down either. Skylar holds her own rank but it is not among herd hierarchy.


For a brief moment Skylar's gaze flicks passed the mare and to the pale son that is so obviously Jormungandr's. He was handsome just like his father but carrying his mothers flashy face. She wondered what kind of relationship the two girls would have with their half brother if they had lived here as she had planned. Bug that was in the past and Skylar could no longer think of that.


"I have brought the girls for a surprise visit to see their father." Skylar said, turning her gold gaze back to Jormungandr, giving her a curious look. "Would you mind helping me to find him?" Then perhaps the two mares could truly talk for the first time. Skylar was eager to get to know the Lead mare and figure out why Lyden had chosen her because surely it was for more than the obvious strength.