Fly gives a sigh as well, shooting Stardust an exasperated glance. "Not everyone is friendly, Stardust." Fly said, giving her daughter a withering look that spoke measures on the trouble her painted daughter would be in if she didn't find her place close to her father. All the while Peyton peered around her mother's shoulder at Stardust, her eyes wide and wondering until a new smell came over them. Seeing the new stallion, Peyton backed up until she hide behind her mother's thick tail in hopes that the scary stallion wouldn't see her.


But Fly provides little shelter for her child as she steps forward, placing herself between Lyden and Soljor with her ears slightly tilted back at their rude greeting. She hadn't expected Soljor to be warmly greeted by any means but with both of her children here, Fly was in no way going to let a fight break out and so placed herself as a barrier between the two stallions.


"Lyden" she says cooly, giving a faint dip of her head in greeting. "We were never properly met in my younger days. My name is Fly, I am the daughter of Jabberwocky and Cream and we have only come because I requested to see my family." Her tone is civil in hopes of defusing the tension. Her eyes rest solely on his blue ones, trying to show that this visit was not in ill will.