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Cinders opened a sleepy eye, barely able to register Enigma's whinny. She found her newborn curled-up behind her and nickered calmly to it. Slowly, she climbed to her feet, allowing the filly to nurse once it was standing, too. "Thank you," Cinders said, looking at Zephyra. "For everything."

Nudged by Sage, the filly stumbled over to Cinders, tripped over her sleeping dam and landed in a heap behind the grullo filly. All Cinders did was snort and stretch out on her side.

The filly looked puzzled when Sage moved away from her. She tried again to stretch her neck out and sniff him. (stud afraid of foal. funny)

Cinders was lost to deep REM sleep, relying on herd mates to keep watch. Her nosy filly had approached Sage and was stretching her neck out, trying to sniff him.

Cinders' head drooped as she dozed. Waking with a start, she checked on her foal then curled-up, falling asleep almost instantly. Despite being tired after her 'trip', Cinders' filly didn't sleep immediately; she followed after Zephyra.

Cinders closed her eyes, exhausted. Foaling was some work, she'd learned. Her filly sniffed at Zephyra curiously, squeaking softly.

Cinders waited until the filly had let go of her then walked slowly over to Zephyra, the filly following unsteadily. While she wouldn't trust Zoe or Sage yet, she trusted Zephyra completely.

Cinders let her ears relax, and she lowered her head to her foal. It was already suckling hungrily at a teat. "It's a filly," she said at last.

Cinders had apparently remembered Cochise trying to kill Enigma. She pinned her ears and glanced about frantically, squealing. At her feet, her foal was trying to struggle to its feet for the first time.

Flare stood her ground, nervous. She didn't know anyone, except for Ace.

Analiya was torn; she wanted to go back. She was too afraid to journey off by herself. She never had, and she didn't want to start. The grullo mare stuck close to Eowyn.

Cinders quickly licked the foal's face, so it could breathe. Her attention stimulated the foal to lift its head and squeak.

Flare came back to the herd a little later. She didn't know whether to be happy, worried or show no emotion at all.

Cinders, not Dour's sharpest descendant, stared stupidly at the black lump for several minutes. Finally, instincts started kicking in, and she neared it, nudging it gently.

Analiya didn't know anything about being in a sister's shadow. She was Dusky's firstborn, and the only of her fillies allowed to stay in Titan's herd. "Maybe I should go back," she said, but she was afraid to make the journey back alone. "Or maybe I shouldn't live in my dam's herd and share...

Cinders uttered a frightened squeak then winced, frantically scrambling to her feet. On the ground where she'd been lying was a jet-black foal.

Analiya looked concerned. "Are...are we leaving Titan's herd?"

Cinders caught sight of Zoe nearing Sage and lifted her head, her ears pinned. She didn't like the other filly's presence.

Cinders stopped and looked at Zephyra. Her gray coat was slick and black with sweat. She gave Sage a brief glance then stretched out on the ground.

"I wonder if they even met the wolves," Dusky said. She whinnied loudly, calling. "ANALIYA!!" With Eowyn, Analiya's ears swiveled. "Did you hear that?"