The last thing she hears is the soft hum of Lucifer. It was a lullaby she wasn't even sure was really happening as she loses consciousness. Everything was black as her mind was too exhausted to dream.

The wet colt squirms beside his mother's rump. He has not moved from the spot he was born and instead lays in all the goo and blood from the birth. The nudge from the large stallion causes his little eyes to blink and look up at the dark figure. The late afternoon sun shinned brightly in his eyes so he squints to see the stallion. He was huge!

His attention then falls to his brother not far from him. The golden hue of his brother was like a shiny object he wanted to get closer to. He tries, but no luck in moving just yet. His legs were so long and weak that he could not yet stand by himself. Eventually, he does make it closer to his brother just not until the large stallion was done cleaning him up.

Sauin bleets at the feeling of stimulation. It was Lucifer that finally stirs his body enough that he can scoot over to snuggle his twin brother. Wytche sleeps deeply for as long as she is able. She would have slept into the next day if it hadn't been for Lucifer waking her. She doesn't wake at his first nudge, but his voice finally stirs her eyes open.

She was still exhausted, but at least now she had enough energy to sit up. Eyes quickly find her twins, revealing the second foal to also be a son. She glances up at Lucifer before finding the strength to get to her hooves. Her legs were shaky at first, but she begins to gain her strength back once she notices the looming danger. Worried eyes look to Lucifer for what to do next.