Attention shifts as two cream colored creatures approach her. If not for the wide blaze on the face of the colt, Talien would have imagined them to be identical. A single lobe shifts atop her skull as the filly speaks up, her eyes bright despite the milky appearance of her left eye. Now Talien never was the mothering type, never the dotting soul or one familiar with the inquisitive nature of youth. Sure she was curious herself, but there was something different about a younger horse now days.

Nostrils flare as she does her best to let out a soft sigh, pushing away the rising sense of annoyance and instead forcing a gentle smile upon her lips. "Hello HarleyQuinn and Joker." she murmurs, letting her pale icy colored eyes flit from the talkative filly to the quiet colt. "My name is Talien." she says, thick chocolate colored tail flicking idly back and forth against her swollen barrel.

She studies the twins for a moment now, though the scent of the Bay's new 'queen' clung heavily to their skin, neither looked much like their mother... nor did they appear to be Liland's offspring. While she was vaguely aware that Ylva was new to the herd, and Liland did not appear to be close to any of his foals save for the pale Rayna who seemed to forever be glued to her father's shadow, she had assumed that Liland was their sire. Looking at them now, she wondered if she was indeed wrong. "You are not from the Bay are you?" she asks, her tones even despite the curiosity that lingers there.