Ysabel felt good about this mare at that moment she wasn't offended by Ysabel calling back her daughter. Elvira was smart and seems to understand how dangerous the world, and stranger, could be for a young foal. The larger mare even warns her daughter to heed her mother. Ysabel grins, giving the mare an approving look. Isabel nods, constantly moving her eyes to look at her mother's expressions. Isabel stays close to her mother and waits patiently to the okay to get closer to Elvira. The okay never comes so Isabel grows bored quickly. A passing butterfly provides the needed distraction she needed.

Ysabel smiles at her new herd mate, but as she answers her question on this being her first foal Ysabel's smile fades. Her story was sad, but she was no stranger to sad stories. She had one herself, but she had no intention of sharing with anyone just yet. She didn't feel close enough to anyone, not that close anyway. "I see." She says with a snort. "I'm sorry that happened to you, but that is a good reason to become stronger Elvira. I never once thought about fighting until a mare of this herd attacked me one day for no reason other to say she was better than me. Since then I have kept my daughter close and I have trained to one day defeat her if the need should arise."

It was true that Ysabel was not a true fighter. She did not have that aggression or that need to make another bow to her. She would rather talk things out, but she was learning quickly that some do not talk. Some you could not talk to and clashing hooves and teeth was the only way. She sighs, remembering seeing Osiris at the herd meeting and thinking he was good looking. She felt bad about that now, but she was glad to have met Elvira so she knew to stay clear of the large Clydesdale. "You take care of yourself Elvira and watch for the mare named Nyimara. She is the one who attacked me in front of Isabel and she would probably attack you as well. I appreciate your information on Osiris and I will do my best to stir clear of him." She gave the mare a nod of her white skull.

"I have some business to get to, but I do hope we can chat again soon." She gives the mare a smile before grabbing Isabel's attention off the elusive butterfly and leading her back towards the herd. She felt off and the last time she felt like this Isabel was born shortly after so she assumes her unborn child would be the same way.