Winter was not one much for company but the chill in the air gave her a bounce in the step and she just felt like talking to someone. She scowled down at the herd from her perch, someone not including the leggy paint who had come out of nowhere to challenge her for title. Something about that girl gave the palomino’s tummy a roll. Creases formed between her eyes as the scowl deepened at the memory, come to think of it the matter never had been settled. The bone faced mare shook herself, snow and icicles released the long sandy colored hairs covering her body. A smile was forced on her lips as movement away from the herd caught her attention.

The golden mare snorted. “Good god I think we have some sort of infestation.”Icy blue orbs swept around her at the pock marked snow a light smile playing at her lips as they caught sight of the varmint making all the holes. Winter nickered to the roan mare before making her approach. An ear flicked back and she kept her nose to herself, not feeling much up to the normal touches herds shared. “Hullo Neassa, leaving behind a trail I see.” She chuckled before nosing aside some of the snow to have a pull at the tough winter grass as well. The cold weather and ice made the gruff mare just a hair more sociable, her skin wasn’t itching with the warmth of the summer so she had more headspace to think of nicer things to say.

Her pink lips pulled half heartily the ideas swimming around in her cranium gobbling up her appetite. She swept her frosty gaze over the roan noting that she too carried a spawn, she assumed it would be Solgars from the way those two were cavorting around the territory. Deep down Winter was glad of the company, she was very afraid for the birth of the foal growing in her womb. Her soft lips pulled down in a frown while her lookers took in her surroundings. A sigh escaped her icy hold, “Are you due at the beginning of the season or the end?” Winter glanced back at her tummy over her shoulder, the bulk of it hidden beneath the long shaggy, ice encrusted hair of her winter coat.

"Speech looks like this."