She knew the time was close. Milk dripped and her body ached. It was early morning and the tempature was just starting to rise. She glanced at her small herd at the new king before taking her leave and heading to a place she felt was safe and sheltered. Her nostrils flare as she paces.

Thankfully labor only lasted about 30 minutes and the young colt was out. She was cleaning him off when she froze. His ears? Where were his ears? Her nostrils flare as she tries moving his little bit of mane around as if she could find them but there was nothing. It didn't even look like they had developed. How was that even possible.

He was cleaned off in no time even though she was so confused. Other then that the young colt seemed to be fine. He even got up in his first attempt and only took two tries for the little colt to make it to her teet where he nursed. Your name will be SauronShe says. She feared that he might be deaf too, after all how did one hear without ears? But when she said his name he had paused in nursing so perhaps he could hear.

After she was sure he was well fed and rested she knew it was time to bring him back to the herd. Which is what she did. She knew Bjorn would probably be over sooner then later and she feared he would be mad or worse abandon them. She got back to the herd and her yearling son was the first to come greet his new brother. Where are his ears? Shaydowfax looked to her young son who was sniffing at Kalona.I don't know She said.