Cae curiously looks at Azazel, she wonders if she knew of the unrest that was happening in the Islands. Did she know that there was a challenge for Cae? A sigh escapes her pink lips at the thought, she was not sure if she was ready to try to make friends again, if Lyden lost. A tinge slices at her heart at the thought of leaving the Forest. It seemed as if the heavens had a sense of humor to keep moving the perlino from home to home. As Azazel announces that she has been here for almost a year, Cae cannot help but feel a small portion of jealousy. What would it be like to stay in one place for more than a few monthes? "Yes, that would be nice. A hopeful, dream of a thought. " She pauses and continues. "The few months I have been here, sure have flown by as well. "

The midnight hued mare begins to describe the foals, a smile spreads across Cae's face. The excitement spreads between the pair of mares, but Cae knew that she would have to wait. "I suppose that I would be running right along side with them as well. I am always looking for a good game to play." She tosses her head at the thought of weaving through the trees, chasing the young foals until their mothers beckoned them back to their sides. A smile plays at her lips, Spring would bring an energy to the whole lost Islands. Focusing her blue eyes on the mare, she wonders if the mare has ever had a foal before? Without a second thought, she opens her mouth to ask. "Have you ever had a foal?"

Cae was curious as to what her foal would of look like if she chose to have one. Would he or she having her perlino coat? Whose features would of been more dominant? Lyden and her were close in color, so there would be no doubt of that their foal would have one of their colorings, perhaps. Yet, her doubt creeps in, she knew that she would not be able to handle a foal at this time in her life.