the three muskateers

“Brisa!” The sight of the white mare was met with a rush of enthusiasm and just moments later, another followed suit. “Kahlua!” Just who she had wanted to see. Already she could feel her heart lightened by their presence, so powerful the relief that a swell of tears threatened to overflow. Oh those pesky hormones. Alysanne shook them away and refused to let them pester again on what was going to be a happy occasion.

The names of her friends alerted Hemlock, who distinctly remembered Kahlua had a blue dragon that was almost as bad as Resplendence’s, and he abandoned his hunt and came zooming towards the group. Hooting delightedly, for he had grown being spoiled with warm thoughts about these mares from Aly, he circled them both and tugged at manes in greeting before settling contently in his normal roost upon his bonded’s head.

She accepted the warm greetings from Kahlua with joy and added her own to the mix, relishing the familiar scents of her friends and “Oh, I’ve missed you two so much. And it looks like we’ve got some stories to tell!” She motioned with a light laugh towards Kahlua’s swollen sides before lifting her wings - revealing her own.

But just then, she noticed another near by - drifting but not joining in their party. It wasn’t a mare that Alysanne remembered seeing before and after casting a worrisome glance at Brisa and Kahlua she called out. “Hello there, dear!” Her whicker was a welcome to this stranger, encouraging her to join them. For though she was always happy to spend as much time with her two best friends as possible there was always room for another. Alysanne’s natural mothering instincts had been heightened since the pregnancy, downright making her want to beg Kaj and Kahlua to keep everyone inside the Edge so that they’d stay safe and she could stop worrying about them all. What if someone went off and broke a leg and neither her nor Resplendence were there to help them?

And now, this skinny mare looked as though she was going to fall right over and Alysanne felt a jolt of fear go right through her and Hemlock did his best to send soothing thoughts through their connection, encouraging her not to get worked up.

Well she couldn’t just stand around. She “quickly” waddled over towards the golden stranger and unfurled her wings just slightly, following up her vocal encouragement to join them with a gentle physical one. The best cure for a dose of sorrow was some good company, was it not? And the three musketeers were the best company anyone could ask for! A gentle smile mingled with the concern on her face, searching for signs of something that she might be able to help with. “I'm Alysanne and these are my friends, Brisa and Kahlua." She nodded to each of the mares in turn before focusing back on the stranger. There didn't seem to be any point in asking if anything was wrong, the signs were certainly there, and maybe what the golden mare needed was a distraction. That made sense, right? "What's your name?"


@[Brisa]