She didn't care what Warsaw had to say, she wanted a baby so she got one. It wasn't hard to scout out a handsome stallion to father her first foal, but she also knew just where to look. Her uncle's alliance with the Lagoon provided her with endless stallions to meet and endless possibilities when it came to having foals. Ysabel was most interested in what kind of foal she could produce with each one. She held no special ties to the sooty Lusitano she bred with, but he had plenty of charm to catch her attention.

Her first birthing experience went better than she thought it would. She had watched the other mares in the inlet come back one by one with their newborns so she grew impatient waiting on her own to be born. Finally, the task was done and she was very pleased with the results. Her daughter was beautiful taking on that attractive body shape of her sire and her pale own coat. Ysabel knew instantly her baby would be a looker when she grew so she would have to keep her close as a young foal.

The varnish palomino roan decides today would be the day she would seek out Ernesto. If he didn't show, she wouldn't mind meeting the other bachelors, but Ernesto was her main target today. There would be other days to come to meet her next potential mate for the next breeding season. Honestly, that was all she thought about. Ysabel escorts the dunalino filly into the sea and towards the Lagoon. Since she had waited until the foal was a month old, the filly was strong enough for the swim to the crossing.

They reached the shore where Ysabel decided to call the males over with her scent. She paraded up and down the beach, wagging her tail, and shaking her mane like a feral filly. She was still on the young side herself, but Ysabel was beginning to grow into her beautiful skin.