His eyes open to a world of others. Everything is so bright and loud. His first moments are overwhelming. The warm kiss of his mother's tongue, eases his fears, and not long after, a sister is born. Nagendra will never know what it is to be alone.

Together he and his sister find their legs and fill their bellies. Together, they emerge from the thicket and into the waiting presence of family.

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Tarek never worried about who fathered Hannah's next foal. It doesn't matter who impregnated her, Tarek would be there raising them, not Warsaw. Tarek is their father, just as he is to Yngvar and Black Out.

This part never gets any easier. Tarek knows foaling can be both a difficult and dangerous task. He lingers behind with with his two eldest sons, assuring them that their mother shall return soon and their family will be one stronger. A reassuring smile masks the anxiety of a new father-to-be. His heart beats a rapid rhythm in his chest, thumping with both concern and anticipation. There is a small part of him that hopes for a daughter this time, but he's afraid to wish too hard because truly all he wants is for both Hannah and baby to be healthy.

Soon, they emerge from the brush. His elation is immediately overcome by surprise. There is not one beautiful foal at her side, but two. His heart swells with pride, as Tarek steps out to embrace this most special mare. "Oh Hannah.", he murmurs into her ear. "I'm so glad you're alright!, he breathes, pulling out of the embrace to look into her face. His dark eyes shine with tears of joy, and his mouth twists into a goofy grin. "Twins! My dear, you never cease to amaze me. I love you!" He reaches out to touch her cheek, a tender moment that is soon interrupted by the voices of their children.

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Nagendra shrinks into Bellatryx's side, eyeing the others with a wary expression. His ears draw back and his tiny nostrils wrinkle as the the eager voice of Blackout assaults his ears. The young colt already misses the warm quiet of his mother's womb.

A shadow passes over him. His eyes look up at the massive form of Tarek looming over both he and his twin sister. Tarek reaches out to greet them both. Even with the softness of his muzzle and the gentle puffs of his warm breath, he seems so incredibly huge to Nagendra, but Nagendra is not afraid.