Jörmungandr sensed the Lyden had been finding it difficult since sending Caesisus away to find out what she wanted. The buckskin had sympathy for his hurt yet the ease of the perlino’s leaving had smoothed tensions. Caesisus had brought a lot of unwanted attention to the herd and her leaving meant that they could settle into a more drama free life. The perlino could still come back, and a small part of her hoped that she did, just more with some more maturity and thought for others.

Azazel mentions that her daughter, Fleyri, is loving having another foal to play with. ”Yes, Jökulrós seems to be enjoying having a new playmate too.” The mare’s blue eyes glance to her loud marked filly as Lyden mention that she reminds him of herself. ”I hope I am less easily distracted.” she laughs, turning her attention back to Lyden and Azazel, just as Lyden excuses himself. She watches him leave briefly before looking back to the black mare.

The black mare ask how she has been and she smiles softly, ”I have been well, and you? I feel like we haven’t seen each other in months.” and they hadn’t really which was not acceptable. As lead mare, she should have been seeking Azazel out before now.