She remembers how nervous she was when Scarecrow first approached her. She was weary of the Desert because of the story her dam told her of the large painted stallion who owned it. She has avoided Cain since moving in with Crow, but only so much time could pass until they finally met. She hears her joyous call be returned by her mate so she eagerly waits for him as Aries suckles his first meal. Libra was too distracted to notice Cain at first (big mistake), but as soon as his scent caught her attention the mood changed.
Her body grew stiff, nostrils flaring, her eyes were wide, and her ears were as straight as they could be in their natrual curled fashion. She finds the gypsy stallion standing close enough to see every detail of his body language, but he didn't stand there for long. She might have said something if he got closer, but she just locks eyes for a second before he turns away from them. At least he had respect enough to leave them be, but that was not the character of the stallion she has heard stories about.
She spots Crow nearing, he acknowledges Cain, and then steps closer to her. Libra welcomes him with a return smile and brings herself back to the joy of her new edition. It helps that Cain was now walking away, but she wasn't about to let him damper her good mood. The words of her mate send her heart fluttering as he expressed how proud he was. Lashes bat in a flirtatious way when he gives her and her son yet another good compliment. "Oh, Scarcrow..." she says his name in a loving way.
Aries finishes his feast because he was curious to why mother was flaunting around. Hia gaze rises up to meet the pale stallion talking with mom with confusion. He then stares worridly at Crow's muzzle the closer it gets, but Libra bumps him to quit it. Aries turns towards his mother with lowered ears before turning back to his father who was now paying attention to mother again. Libra allows Crow to touch her neck. Actually, she sticks her neck out for him to do so as his lips touch her in a gentle manner. It was nice to feel apriciated and wanted.
"I've named him Aries and don't let his first impression of you get you down. He has known me this whole time, but he is just getting to know who you are." She smiles down at her sooty boy who stares back at her. "I have named him Aries. He may be the younger sibling, but I have a feeling one day he will step up to protect his sister and his family. Aries will be a leader and take action. That is what I see." Just as she had with Scorpio, Libra gives a brief description of why she chose the name Aries for him.