It's gotta be a cloudy day
She could tell the other mare wasn’t pleased, that was expected. For whatever reason Raxa didn’t seem to like Ash much despite her warm interactions and friendly attempts. She was determined to be kind regardless, hoping eventually it would ware down the prickly mare. The others words, however, were crossing a line. It was true the boy was a handful, perhaps genetics from his biological father, but he was her responsibility, regardless if the brindled roan was correct. She was relieved that the overo stallion spoke up, her words would not have held such tact. Her own expression was still that of exasperated emotional exhaustion and embarrassment. It was heartbreaking to love someone with every fiber of her being and determine boundaries. She wanted to give him his every desire and protect him from harm, but also raise a son who was loyal, respectful and kind. It was a fine line to tread between love and tough love. The few times she had to nip him for extreme disobedience it killed her inside. Other mares made it look so easy, raising a foal. Luckily she didn’t have to do it alone, and Jedi’s soft easy-going tone helped the golden vixen relax slightly too. “To be honest, I’m exhausted, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Cicero has been very busy, feeling quite confident on his legs now he was climbing rocks at the base of the waterfall just this morning. He’s going to give me a heart attack.” She shook her head to express her displeasure but the love in her eyes was undeniable no matter what he put her through. “And you Jedi? And Raxa, how are you? With all the alliances being formed does that keep you more or less busy?” With the young palomino colt keeping her busy and her fear of leaving the kingdom she had been sheltered from much of the goings on in and outside of the kingdom.