Archam had returned from a border patrol from the kingdom, he slowly trailed through the herd lands. Passing the creek he looked around; soon the mares would begin foaling. He continued to move forward, curious to where the said mares were. Foaling season was upon them, and either Morigan or Anahi could foal at any moment. Aware that Morigan was more anti social he made his way deep into the herd lands, where she spent most of her time. He halted as a familiar scent ran through his nares. It was the musky scent of birthing, his ears pricked forward as he grew closer to the location of the smell. He was able to pick up Morigans scent and gave out a nicker, continuing to follow the trail.
After weaving in and out of a few trees, passing a few mud puddles and stomping over a few flower beds he made it to a small clearing where the purple spotted mare stood hovering over two foals . He had his suspicions that Morigan was carrying twins, mainly on the fact that her stomach did not stop growing, he had never seen a pregnant mare have such a large stomach, but he could not believe his eyes that there truly was two foals before him. He was now trotting, and stopped when he was standing beside the three of them, he extended his neck down to the foals gently trailed his mouth across both of them.
The foals gazed around, new to life and curious about everything moving life. There gaze went from Morigan to Archam and to each other, quickly glancing at the birds that flew over head and the bugs that jumped in between the grass every now and than. Archam gave a smile viewing over them, a bay one with purple points, he shared the coloring from both him and Morigan. The other one shared the same color as Archam, bay roan but to his surprise he had a horn! He glanced to Morigan, she had purple spots but he never knew that she had family lines with horns. It was truly a shock to him, but the colt would prove to be a strong and powerful leader one day.
His gaze than trailed back from the foals to Morigan, he smiled at her stepping nearer. He gently trailed his muzzle across her neck They are beautiful, what do you want to name them? he brushed his body against hers as he walked around her, now on the opposite side. His body leaned against hers trailing his gaze from Morigan to the twins.