Petunia glanced at the stallion with a flinch before nervously toeing over to Cocoa. She looked up at the stallion, her eyes wide with fright. "D-Dadda, nice, p-pease..." she said, backing up until her side rubbed against her mother, "I think you have some making up to do," Cocoa murmured quietly, biting her lip. "It's okay, Mommy's here." Cocoa reassured the filly, nuzzling her forehead.