Jörmungandr would never argue such a delicate subject and lets it drop with Azazel’s words. She didn’t just say so though, she knew so, but would not try to convince the mare of that. It is clearly a painful subject and those are usually the most difficult to see objectively when they concern you so deeply. While Azazel perked up a little at the change of subject, she still seems on edge.

The buckskin snorts at her words and chuckles, ”Knock down a few trees to coral it you mean? Her parents could certainly have done with doing that to her. She tilts her head slightly at the mares next words, ”Visit?” did she mean she wasn’t going to be just be around as usual, ”I had hoped you might take an active roll in his or her life” kind of like an auntie she imagined. Azazel excused herself then and Jörmungandr knew better than to follow. She will seek her out once the foal is with her, or not if it does not make it like she fears.