Scarecrow was on edge as he waited, not able to decipher if the wolves were still a threat or if Cain had already dispatched them. The foals grew restless at his side, obviously hungry and he fervently hoped that Geneva would return soon. As the foals played he kept a wary eye out, but it wasn't long before the two infants were distracted from each other and focused on him. The whiskery muzzles on his skin put him on edge and as they edged under him he skittered a step or two backward uneasily.

"Your momma will be back soon kiddos," he murmurs to them. Thankfully, the injured Geneva returns to them with her stride obviously hindered by the limp. The first words she utters are to the foals and it is with no small measure of relief that he relinquishes his guard over them to their mother. As they get settled she gives him an update on Cain's situation and he frowns, worried, but does not interject. Hopefully the stallion had not been too injured in his defense of the mares and had managed to tackle all of them.

"Good," he says forcefully in response to the statement regarding the wolves, and nods as she elaborates that he is also taking care of Zubeia. Crow imagines that if he has sent away his mate, it is likely that the tobiano stallion does not want company while he takes on this task. Losing anyone is hard, but especially if you had a connection with that individual.

"They are strong foals, Geneva. You both did well. I'm sorry this happened to you and to them. I should have protected you better." The words are delivered neutrally, but Crow is unhappy. Obviously there were holes in his routine if an entire pack of wolves had managed to descend upon Salem and make sure quick work of the palomino mare. If he ever intended to have children here, how would he protect them? Losing children again would break his heart and he was not entirely sure that he would recover from it.

"I am going to circle around, Geneva. Call if you need me." He offers with a nod to his queen. In the distance he can see a new mare approaching, also swollen with impending childbirth. It appears Cain had been busy in the Fall. He does not know this mare and will likely have little to do with her child, but he swears that he will protect it and it's mother with his life. This will not happen again. With a terse smile, he leaves the mother to her newborns and begins to make ever widening loops around the group as he searches for other threats.

OOC: Effectively Scarecrow's exit from the thread <3