The more weeks that passed, the more his body was beginning to change. Just last month as he played with his siblings and snuck around the Bay, he was a creamy pale color. Now, his pale coat was darkening day by day. It seems everyday he woke up he was darker than the last. Meanwhile, his twin Letavice was having the opposite experience. He was born an inky black and he has greyed out fairly quickly. It was like they were switching coats.

His changing of colors wasn't the only thing different around here. Tunivel was changing a ton from his father being knocked from his throne to a mare taking over their herd. He watches the different scenes unfold around him, but he sticks to his brother for comfort. With all this choas going on his felt more safe next to his twin and his dotting mother. Even sticking close to his family, he couldn't help but notice the blue mare that struck down his daddy and strut around this place like she owned everything.

On this day, Ironclad finds himself alone with the new Queen within walking distance. He didn't know what she was doing, if she was busy, but he wanted to talk to her. Dispite his young age he knew he wanted a strong Queen like her and mother when he grew up. The colt aproaches slowly because he is unsure if the mare would allow him to get close or not. "Miss Xiomara?" He asks, tapping his darkening nose to her closest foreleg.

He waits until she shows him some kind of acknowledgement before continuing. "One day I will be King of Tinuvel and when I am you can be my Queen." The little boy watches the tall mare with blue eyes sparkling.