The colt beams proudly like a dog that has just found a bone buried beneath the soil. He had found his grandfather on one of his adventures and he was sure father would be proud of him. This should make up for his declaration to Cherokee that Warsaw had to agree with. Mother's nicker was nervous, but nothing in Ironclad said he was afraid. I mean, come on, he was family! The boy had no ill thoughts that his own blood could swipe their land from them and render them homeless. Mother leaned on him so he stood as straight at he could to support her weight. The colt was still growing, but he was happy to help his mother bare some of her troubles.

He nods when she speaks and chuckles as she nips his shoulder, commenting on his adventures. "Yep I found him in the falls talking to a other stallion." He beams proudly like he has won a prize or something. His ears perk towards his grandfather as he begins speaking towards his mother. Ironclad watches their exchange back and forth, knowing his dam might be suspicious. She was smart like that, but Ironclad knew Devil was okay. Blue eyes flick to Brunhild who still stands unsure of the large grey stallion. Seems she got mom's cautious nature.

Ironclad shrugs and nickers to his sister as she slips closer to mother. "It is okay sis he is nice. That is my sister Brunhild." His eyes return to his grandfather as he introduces the filly. "I have a twin brother around here somewhere. His name is Letavice." Ironclad would happily tell Devil all he needed to know about the family he has missed out on. "I have many more siblings too not from mother. There is Neferyt, Claymore, Celestria, Torsten, and oh, I'm sure there is more!" He began spouting off the names he knew and had heard father talk about.