Both children were bright, eager to learn, and quick to listen. Except, they both seem puzzled by her statement of mothers. Lullaby having for part of her life a loving mother, and fairly decent father was shocked that not one foal,but two had no idea about parents. Where had they come from? Had they been born, and deserted? What a horrible, thing to behold, that even if their mother's did not leave them by choice, they were still orphans. Someone should be looking after them. No longer was her facade at eased, but creased here and there with worry lines, she listened to little Azeen talk of what she had heard of mothers, feeling unknown to the part of father. A close of her eyes, she tried to hold her thoughts still, and took a step closer, looking from one child to the other. "Yes, parents can be where you came from, and how you got here. But more so they could be someone or two someones who take care of you, and love you," she explained hoping that may help. Maybe, they had a guardian.
She would be have her answer, that Azeen least did not. "Really? Neither of you have someone who looks after you?" She asked, keeping a sweet lull to her tone, not wanting the sadness, worry to creep out of her.
A swish of her tail to help the idea, she once more raised her head, looking to the rocky outcrops. What kind of place was this? The filly asked a question, and Lullaby turned to face her. "Yes, this is the Dragon's Throat. Did someone tell you about it?"
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