Since Rufina has been back she has spent every little bit of her time with her brothers, who both seemed to adore their oldest sister. She was the only one who they wanted to get close to other than Sicily and Valentine. The black and white mare didn't mind this at all. Looking after her brothers was good experience, which was another thing that Ru needed to speak to both her parents about. Soon they would be grandparents, and Ru couldn't wait to see the look on her mother's face; or maybe not at all. Sicily would defiantly rage and no one needed that. Maybe she didn't have to know, but Rufina had been on the lean side lately and her belly was growing, so it wouldn't take long until Sicily started to connect the dots. Maybe just tell dad then she thinks with a smile, herding the boys back to the herd before going off on her own.

She was going to follow the stream but the sight of her father heading to the shore had her following him instead, and when he was almost out of view from her slow pace she urges herself to gallop after him and close the distance. She had thought he was just going to go on his rounds, she didn't hear the other call, so she wasn't expecting the sight of a familiar white and gold shape standing their on the sands of her home. "Braylen?!," she hurriedly attempts to slide to a stop, only slowing down enough to where she didn't knock anyone down but still roughly bumps into her friend. "What are you doing here?", she excitedly questions him, her face practically pressing into his own as she familiarized herself with his scent once more. She does this for a couple minutes before she remembers Valentine.

"Papà," if horses could blush she certainly would be, as she is quick to step away and duck her head down, looking up at him with those blue eyes of hers; attempting to be the innocent one here.