His ears flick towards Carbon as his brother shouts (following already after their mother had called). He is at his brother’s hip until they crest the last minute hill. He slides in at his mother’s other side, nuzzling her almost a mirror of Carbon, before stepping aside so that he could stand a little ways off and grab at a few small bites. Carbon goes to Chimeras, so he does not follow, but his ears perk and his attention draws in on Harlequin as she speaks of duties and needs for the herd.

He admired her, looking for all the world like she had her whole purpose laid out. She is lovely, organized, firm - but not without goodness, or else he knew his mother would not have responded so amicably as she had. Her mood had not been so even when they had woken up this morning.

"I think that a Lead Mare should be a little like a Mother, too. Someone who takes care of everyone and makes sure that no one is left vulnerable and alone. They have to care - not just do the duty of the job...." His mother always had been a little too willing to be a follower, even if she wasn’t so willing to concede Cain’s affections in his presence. Not jealous, but possessive (perhaps a little, anyway). "Maybe that should matter too..." He lets his voice go from talking to muttering, feeling a little awkward that he had tried to have a say at all when he was already flirting with the idea of the great wide world beyond their little Desert.