That familiar sense of lust and love washed over the spotted mare as the great, heaving frame of Warsaw came into view. A sudden warmth shot through her extremities and a chill ran down the length of her spine the second her brilliant blue eyes locked onto him. Even after all these years, of war and loss and children, Vita Nova still only had eyes for Warsaw.
She leaned back into her haunches as she watched him approach with an amused look upon her face. She nickers gingerly as he reaches out to touch her. "Don't you look bright eyed and bushy tailed today." She comments in a playful tone, before reaching with her lips up his neck to tug at a few strands of grey mane. "It is good to be home." She adds warmly, easily finding herself pressing into her mate's side, and reveling in his warmth. She breathes a heavy sigh, relaxing into him as she watched Claymore and the others settle in in the distance. Their own children were notably absent.
It was almost as if Warsaw was reading her mind. One ear swivels to the side to catch his words and she lets out an annoyed snort. Ever since they were displaced, the family felt splintered. Ironclad had been independent and done things his own way since he was a mere colt. But Letavice, Brunhild and Tavas? Well, she was surprised by all their behavior. Brunhild, perhaps, the most.
"Our daughter is due for a come to Jesus moment." Vita Nova said sternly, her relaxed and playful nature gone in the wake of the sour taste she had for children's antics lately. "I'll deal with her." She said plainly. "I don't worry so much about Letavice. He'll find his way home." She offers about her sweetest, and perhaps the most sensitive son. "As for Ironclad, well... I'm not sure I'm the best representative to send into Xiomara's home, but I'll do it if it must be done."
She pivots on her haunches then, sliding her prickled muzzle along Warsaw's chest and neck. Her nostrils flared as she breathed him in, enjoying his company, alone, for the first time if what felt like ages. "But until then..." She said softly, allowing a sultry smile to appear across her lips. "Why don't we enjoy this time to ourselves while we have it."
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