Solace
Solace watches from above.
Her broad, cerulean wings carry her in lazy circles far above the pregnant mare - there was little she couldn't see from her vantage point in the cloudless sky.
She watches the brush for any potential predators, the land for any shapes or shadows which should not be there. Ilma labors and the queen guards, abandoning any thoughts of her morning patrol.
Visitors and diplomats would have to wait if they came today.
Then it is done.
She watches as the mother meets her foal, and another life has come under her care. Alone below the clouds, Solace smiles to herself, leaving them to share their first moments together in peace.
caretaker of hyaline
Af anybody tries to mess with baby Solace will beat them up xD
