He should have known any mare who would have answered this ask would have answered it in such a way. Clearly not knowing what he was doing, Ailill stepped hurredly out of Siobhan’s way, fumbling in the sand in his haste. The most he could have done was take his face away from the mare’s teeth and step further back once he had regained his own footing. Still, he refused to move too far, determined already to not leave the filly’s side. Once he was able to clearly think and see a little better he was able to recognize Siobhan, and see that she had her own yearling hot on her heels. He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she took the upmost care of her current child, he hoped she would help him with this one.

She asks her first question and his face is equally as pained. I don’t know… he admitted, his voice grieving the loss of the nameless mare. I only followed the blood... Though he did not know who she was, she would be remembered for what she had given here. He stood sentinel as the mare efficiently cleaned the filly and did for her what Ailill could not. At last, when their twinned panic subsided and she was able to look at him as less than a threat, looked back at her, his shining face painted with grief.

"Is she your’s?"

He looked back down at the filly. He could see now her fuzz was pale and flicked with a hue that was an echo of his own golden coat. Even has she been black at night, he knew the answer to Siobhan’s question without a second thought. She is now. A single hoof fell softly into the sand with finality. This filly would never have to worry, but she would always know the truth. He had no care who the father was, he would raise her as his own and protect her as his own flesh and blood, as a part of his soul and his heart. Soft ears flicked and the stallion shifted slightly to the mare. Though, I do need help. I am… ill equipped… to provide her with what a mother can. Light blue eyes looked between mother and her own child. Would you both be willing to help me? As young as she was, Roisin also deserved a say in this. It was, after all, her mother she would be sharing.