Oswin blinked at Jetta when she began to speak. It wasn’t the response Oswin had been expecting (being that it focused on who her father was and not her passion for the Vulcan’s way of life) and it took her brain a minute to catch up to where the conversation was heading. Yet the further Jetta explained the more pieces fell together and by the time she’d finished, Oswin’s face was an expression mixed with surprise and happiness. There was nothing she loved more than her family whether she grew up among the tall grass of Luthien by their side or just met them that day.

“Wow! It does!” She exclaimed breathlessly, pink lips spread in a smile before she bobbed her head, creamy tail flagged behind her hindquarters. “This is so exciting!” Oswin knew her father had many foals, including those she hadn’t met on Luthien but it was another thing entirely to be suddenly face-to-face with a new sister.

“Oh wow,” it was as if she couldn’t stop voicing her surprised glee. She laughed and shook her head as if trying to redirect her attention on something other than exclamations. “So you’ve been here on the Peak the whole time? Do you have any siblings that are our fathers too?” Her blue eyes shone bright at Jetta, curious if she had even more siblings at the Peak to meet.