the firestarters always get the burns
and the good guys never get the girl
The white mare chuckles at the cremello baby girl. "I have a kingdom, which in itself, is one big herd. Our queens had triplets last spring, so there should be enough playmates. I'm sure you'll be allowed to play. But," she continues when the girl asks if it's okay if it's just her, "you should ask your mother to come. And if she doesn't want to come, you can just visit later." she agrees, half-way. Looking around, she had not spotted a mare yet to claim this foal, but the girl's attention span was luckily, short enough that Ilma had time enough to entertain her.
"I can. Had lots of practise, of course. I'm afraid you'll have to train very hard first. Have you glided before?" she questions. The girl's wings are definitely not strong and big enough yet to keep her aloft, Ilma knew. But that did not mean she couldn't encourage training, after all, that's how wings grew strong enough to lift a horse.
@[Leokadia]
@[Jayhawk] uhhm so this child of yours is just going with strangers? xD