If there was any surefire way to earn Siobhan's favor, speaking kindly of her children was probably it. They were the center of her whole world and the only reason, in truth, that she kept existing. Raising them gave her a purpose and a focus that she had lacked. Being a mother had always been her highest purpose, but she knew this was not the same for every mare. The number of children that she had raised over the years that had been abandoned and left behind stood as testament to that.

To hear the second-hand praise that Anath offered for Róisín warmed the red mare's heart and an open, genuine smile finally spread across her pale pink lips. Siobhan did not know Anath's daughter, and for all that she knew, she would never know her, but she relished in the compliment all the same. She knew that all of her children would need to grow and go off on their own eventually, but that didn't mean that she enjoyed being separated from them. A part of her would always long for those early days in the Ridge when the chaos of an entire herd of children had surrounded her, and her days were spent chasing after Róisín in an attempt to temper her bossiness.

"The General's spot?" Siobhan echoes with a wide gaze, wonder suffusing her tone. She would freely admit that she had very limited understanding of how the Peak worked beyond being a home for wayward and independent mares, and the concept of her young daughter earning a position of any kind - much less one as official sounding as General - so quickly was astounding.

"I must admit that my understanding of the Peak's structure is limited- but that sounds like an important position... and a dangerous one." Her lips pressed tightly together in a thoughtful and worried expression. She didn't know this mare, nor her past, nor her current standing in the Peak, but it was extremely hard for the red mare to resist asking her to watch over her precocious daughter. Róisín was many things, but she was still a young mare, and Siobhan feared that the weight of such responsibility on her shoulders would do more harm than good.

"Pardon my ignorance, but is it... common for someone to run uncontested?" Her gaze rose back to Anath with the question, and while she did not come right out and say it, her concern for her daughter was forefront. Siobhan had always imagined the Peak to be a bustling hub for mares, and so the thought of her daughter running for what was clearly an elected position without any opposition was startling. She didn't know if that meant the Peak was quieter than she had imagined (and therefore less capable of keeping her daughter safe), or if it simply meant that there was no one interested in running against her.