It does not take the coffee colored stallion long to find her. Like Sanibel, Vasilisa was now growing quite wide with his unborn foal and hence she does not tend to wander far. Of that he was thankful for. He had enough on his hands trying to constantly assure himself that his little viper remained here where he left her.

Prancing steps brings him to her side. Thickly muscled neck arches proudly as he stretching his muzzle forward to first bump his nose lightly against her expanding belly and to nuzzle against the curve of her own dark colored cheek. Brilliant emerald green eyes glitter in the dappled sunlight as long caramel and cream colored tail flicks lightly against his own haunches. Twin harks fall backwards as the stallion offers her a look of feigned indignation. "Me? Ditch you? Never." he breathes with a deep chuckle. "How are you feeling this fine day my dear?"

He was never one to be so caring or tender but well, he was giving it a try... at least for now.