Aallotar had been so withdrawn into her own mind that she hadn't even noticed the approaching pair in the distance. A tickle to her belly nearly sent her sideways, her hind threatening to kick at the unknown touch. Ears laid back into her tangle gray mane as she takes in the the stallion and young filly. Her features soften as she realizes it was the filly that had boistrously invaded her space. Seri wastes no time leaving her mother's side to investigate the pair that has invaded their personal space. She eagerly approaches the new filly, ears perked in curiousity. "Hello!" She practically bellows in her tiny voice. Aallotar regards the stallion in confusion when he asks if the filly can nurse. "Well, that's quite a request before we've even made introductions." She says mildly.

Aallotar wonders inwardly where this filly's mother must be. A string of scenarios cross her mind but she presumes that the only option could be that the mother is no longer among the living. Aallotar had hardly had any separation from Seri since her birth. She only ventured away for very brief periods of time before Fearghas drove them to the Peak for safety from Cullen. The Paso Fino mare lowers her head to the filly, her nostrils flare lightly as she blows her breath lightly in greeting. If her conclusion was correct regarding this filly's mother, she could only imagine what the pair must be enduring. Her soft, dark, eyes return to the unknown stallion. "She may." She nudges the young filly gently towards her belly. Seri scowls at the idea of sharing milk and Aallotar nips her lightly. "I am Aallotar. This is Seri. We unwillingly come from Luthien in sanctuary." She emphasizes on the word unwillingly. For a moment, annoyance and hurt mark her face before she recomposes her features. "And you are...?"