Typhoon gave a faint nicker, her best attempt at showing affection to-date.Helio nuzzled Typhoon's neck gingerly, as if she was a china-doll that might break.
"I fought him to protect my herd," he said. "My herd. MY HERD! You are part of my herd! I do pay attention to you. And what if you had a weak foal, that was just kicked by an intruding stallion, what if I laid down beside you and your foal to comfort you both? I'm just sure Star and Sapphire would have thrown a fit!" he tossed his forelock.
Monsoon had moved out from between the two and stood nearby, nursing the foals.
"Weak foals die. That's life, Moon," Cerulean snorted. "I'd be upset, yes, but I wouldn't go around making a scene like it's the end of the world."