It does not take long for Liland to find them. Though this child was not a pureblood as he appeared to be so terribly fond of, it was still his seed that he had so quickly planted into her belly. A single lobe twitches as the gray stallion halts nearby his gaze curious.

Proudly Talien lifts her head, as with a grunt she rises from the sheltered nest she had made for herself and Amber in the copse of trees. The loss of blood had weakened her, but not her spirit in the least. A coy smirk plays upon her lips, "You expected anything less?" she taunts, chocolate colored tail flicking back and forth as the small filly perks her small ears and gazes up at the burly stallion curiously.

A single brow raises as Liland inquires as to the filly's name and Talien smirks. "You know I thought I might just wait until she is old enough to name herself." she teases giving her head a shake and nuzzling the filly's rump affectionately. "Amber Rose." she finishes blinking affectionately at the small foal.