She limps back towards the Peak behind the tovero mare she has saved. It was unknown to her if this mare wanted it or if she was even unhappy in the Lagoon. She had only been a mare in the land known for abusive stallions. A place she knew her brothers to be. They alone were reason to save every female in that place. If they decided to turn tail and go back that was their problem.

It was only when the tovero turns towards her that she stops. Strong eyes look back at the mare who oddly favors her own image. The worry builds in her gut that maybe she was a product of Beloved. A child, maybe. The mare was younger than herself and appeared younger than her brother. In a hushed voice she asks about her daughter. Her hearts sinks. "You have a child in there?" Obviously it was a weaned child or she would be with her mother (at least she thought). It did not matter.

"Tell me about her and tell me about you." She needed to know the relationship. Was she an offspring on Beloved or was this just irony? She also needed to know about her daughter in order to go back for her. It may not be now as her wounds would need to heal, but she would.