Gaze drifts away from the filly pressed against her side. A single lobe flickers as the gray stallion shifts his gaze from the filly to address her with a slight grin upon his lips. A mischievous smirk ghosts upon her own ashen labrums as Talien takes a step towards him, drawing the filly from the shadows of the sheltering branches. "I should think so." she murmurs, sleek serpentine of brandished gold stretching to allow ashen labrums to nudge Liland's own muzzle affectionately. Perhaps motherhood was affecting her more than she realized.

Mother moves. Small damp ears swivel as pale eyes glance back at the mare of golden hues who draws from the shadows to stand beside the gray stallion. Long lashes blink curiously as for a moment she stands indecisive. Who was this stallion? He smelled familiar, something akin to her own scent, something similar to mother and yet it was different. Small head tilts as his gruff tones speak again, his gaze fixed upon her. A soft nicker slides from her lips as awkward step after wobbling step she moves forward to meet him. Nostrils flare as she inhales his scent and sneezes, shaking her head to rid herself of the residual snow that lingered upon her nostrils.

Talien smiles at her daughter, warmth spreading through her soul as she reaches down to nudge the filly closer to her side protectively. Gaze falls back upon Liland as he chuckles at her words. A tender smile lingers upon her own lips now as she huffs a single breath at him. There was a time when her snide comments would have left the stallion unsettled and irritable... now he simply met the sarcasm with his own.

There is pride when he speaks the name she had decided on for the filly, a warmth in his smile that made her feel more secure in her decision. She nods her head. "Amber... Amber rose" she murmurs nuzzling the girl once more, her warm milky scent comforting and reassuring to the mare. A shiver of pleasure courses through her veins as Talien leans against Liland's warmth. .