Roisin had watched her mother talk to Ailill so many times now that she couldn't care less about them chatting, it was hardly exciting news when there was something far more pressing. Torn between eagerness and jealousy, Roisin watches with wide eyes as Akadi makes her way over with ears the flick back and forth uncertainly. Tenatively she stretches out her neck, mirroring the girl's posture until their noses bump.

Roisin squeals softly and tosses her head, instinctively wanting to make sure the girl knew she was top sister here! Despite this, there is no malice in her voice beyond a quick pin of her petite ears that immediately disappears now that she has done her part to establish the hierarchy. Even the of her mother's sharp admonishment for such behavior does not deter her. Siobhan may be her mother, but the fierce blood of her father still resided within as well. Roisin's bright eagerness flares to meet a new friend, even as her heart clenches at the thought of being forgotten and left behind. Again she stretches her muzzle to the girl, this time with ears perked forward.

"Hi! Eagerly her tail flicks across her haunches and her whole demeanor relaxes. She would worry about her fears later. For now, she had another playmate. "I'm Roisin, but everyone calls me Ro."

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From the corner of her eye Siobhan watches her blood daughter squeal and then soften with mild chagrin, knowing that she should probably intervene. Ro had only walked upon the earth for a few days before Aislinn joined them, and she hardly remembered a time before her beautiful sister.

Still, she cannot tear her gaze from Ailill as the words leave her mouth. The mere thought of them leave her uncomfortably aware of the pounding of her heart through her ribs. Would he understand what she meant? What she was not yet brave enough to voice without knowing how he felt?

The moment between them stretches, his light eyes staring into her own as if searching for the meaning there. At last, he seems to make a decision and he speaks softly into the space between them. His compliment raises the irrational fear in her that he was about to let her down as gently as he could, and she could almost hear the words from him that she was amazing, but... But those words do not come.

Instead, the golden stallion she's become so close to in such a short amount of time says the very words she's hoped to hear from him. Her smile broadens and she finds herself strangely emotional, not sure why this meant so terribly much to her. As he reaches for her, the question blatant in his eyes, Siobhan nods. Yes, she wanted to say. Yes, that was exactly what she meant and more. Driven by her hear, she steps toward him to stretch out her own muzzle to touch his skin in a new way.

They had brushed against each other during the course of their time together, in play with the girls or in passing, but it was not quite like this. The feel of his skin against hers with the knowledge that she was not alone, zapped at her skin with an ache. As though the first touch was no more than a dam bursting, Siobhan stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with him so that she might wrap her neck over the strong swell of his withers.

From her position, Siobhan whispers softly, her voice a mix of happiness and shyness, despite the time they had spent together. "I left because I thought I needed to clear my mind, but I couldn't stop thinking of you, of us."

Warmed by the closeness, she slowly withdraws, wanting to look him in the eye once more. She had not realized how much she had missed this. "I thought maybe it was just the season getting to my head, but that's not it." Her smile trembles slightly. "I've never met anyone as good as you Ailill. You're so gentle with the girls, and... and with me. Even when I wasn't so warm to you."

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From her position with Akadi, Ro looks over and wrinkles her nose. Ugh. Cooties.