It was hard to imagine that everything had happened the way it had and that she was now a mother. Shaking her head to herself she imagined her in this same position only a couple years earlier, there was no way she could have managed on her own. Even now she was having a hard time comprehending how she was going to manage to raise her twins without knowing what a real family was like. Her only saving grace was her friends that were here that had offered to help when they could, maybe even their father would help. Flicking her ears back in mild anger at the thought she tried to not be to angry with him. He had promised to be there when the baby now babies were born but he had not shown himself for the last number of months. Sighing sadly she tried to push the thought from her mind, maybe he had just told her that at the time and in reality he never wanted nothing more to do with her. It was hard to know the truth unless he decided to show himself again, she would have to try and move forward until that time.

A voice startled her making her head snap up and her ears perk to attention as her blue eyes quickly locked on the source. Briefly her ears flicked back to her skull and she felt the blue fire burn softly over her coat, as a surge of protectiveness washed over her. What did she want? Forcing herself to calm down and just breathe she tried not to jump to conclusions and over react. The flames quickly died off without a trace as she lowered her head forcing herself to appear calm. Where she stood was at least in front of where her colts lay sleeping a little ways off mostly hidden by the uneven ground and trees. As her features visibly relaxed slightly she couldn't help but feel she had met this mare before somewhere..but where was a complete mystery. "Hi, who are you?" She found herself asking with curiosity refusing to move from where she stood.

She would allow the mare to approach but she was not planning on moving herself until she found out some information. While she was normally a trusting individual hormones had turned her into a wary overprotective mother, she couldn't help it. At least the mare seemed to belong to their herd she mused silently to herself, if it had been a stallion she was doubtful she would be so accommodating unless she knew them already. Stifling a yawn she realized she had not even given her own name, her brain was fried beyond common thinking. " My name is Brisa by the way." She offered with a small smile.


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